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gallavichsreddie1128 · 1 month

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The Twist (Will Graham)

Description: Hannibal meets Will's wife that he didn't know Will had. He figures out the dark reason why Will kept her a secret.

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He shot up in sweat panting hard, his body shaking as he panted and looked around. He constantly had nightmares about the cases he was investigating. It never got better for him. “Will, are you okay?” She asked, sitting up with him and rubbing his sweaty back. That was until she came along. His beautiful Y/N. She made everything better for him. Sure he still had nightmares but she calmed him after. “Yeah, just another one.” He said, referring to his ongoing terror. She had gotten used to it all. After all they’ve been together for years she even had a ring on her finger. “You’re okay.” She told him. They laid back down in the bed together. He let out a sigh and pulled the girl to his chest.

Hannibal was in awe at the sight before him. He made dinner and invited Will over and Will brought a guest that wasn’t a co-worker but a woman. The woman was young, maybe 25 ish. She was beautiful and had a ring on her finger. Not just any ring but a wedding ring. He knew Will wasn’t married so why did he bring this woman to their dinner. It was then he looked at Will’s hands and saw a matching ring. Hannibal wasn’t one to be shocked but certainly was at this point. The woman and Will engaged in a deep conversation in front of him as he observed while getting the food ready. She wore a smile as the man talked. Her eyes lit up and she did look in love.

Hannibal could see that smile never grew all the way and her eyes weren’t that lit. “Well nice to meet you..” He trailed off not knowing her name. “Y/N Graham.” She said. Hannibal smiled at her. “Didn’t know Will had a wife.” He said as he eyed Will. Will looked nervous but why? “Yeah we’ve been married for 3 years.” She said. Will was older than her that Hannibal knew. She was 22 when they got married and 20 when they had began dating. Will was 14 years older than her. Hannibal was fascinated by what Y/N was saying. “You’re a very good cook.” She tells the man. He thanked her but couldn’t get passed the fact that Will was married. And why would he hide it?

Hannibal saw more of her as the days went on. Observing her every move. She seemed to calm Will when things got bad. Though Hannibal couldn’t shake the feeling that something else was going on. “So you have a wife and I’m just now knowing about it.” He confronted Will. “Yeah well I wanted to keep her out of my work.” Will said sipping the wine. “What work? I’m your physiatrist Will a friend even.” Will shrugged at his response. He didn’t talk about her much even when Hannibal already knew. He seemed to be avoiding the subject like it was a secret still. Hannibal decided to drop the topic and move on but kept the thought of how Will acted about her in the back of his mind.

Will had just killed someone. He had been having these dark thoughts for awhile but he actually did it. The dogs were going wild as he killed what looked like a human dressed as an animal. Y/N shot up from their bed and looked to see that Will wasn’t in the bed. The dogs barked loudly as she got up to see what was going on. She gasped as she saw Will panting and someone on the ground. “Will?” She called out to him. He faced her with a dark look in his eyes, one she remembered seeing before. “You weren’t supposed to see that.” He tells her and walks up to her. Her body was shaking in fear and she almost ran up the stairs away from him. But she knew better than to do that. He pulled her into his chest as he sighed. She managed to relax some in his arms. “It was self defense baby, he was going to kill me.” He whispered. She sighed and fell deeper into him. Maybe everything would be alright.

Hannibal stared at the body that Will brought him. It was the latest killer. He looked at Will and saw darkness in his eyes. Will enjoyed killing him. It was in that moment that Hannibal knew Will had a dark side that his little wife was part of. “You wanna talk about it?”

Will’s hands were shaking as he sighed. He never told a soul about what happened. He couldn’t believe he was about to tell Hannibal. He started at the beginning of when they met:

It was 5 years ago at the store a cliche type deal. He saw her looking at dog food and deciding which one to get. She looked focused. Too focused to notice Will staring at her. “Do you need some help?” He asked her. She looked at him and smiled. At that moment he knew he was in love. “You have dogs?” She asked. He nodded. “Yeah lots of them.” He tells her. He didn’t get her name that day but he secretly followed her through the store and saw what car she got into. He kept track of her after that. He knew her every move. Where she worked, what she ate and her special coffee order she would get every morning. He felt bad about what he was doing but he wasn’t going to take rejection.

Which is how she ended up tied to a chair in his basement. She was knocked out with tape covering her mouth. He sat in a chair across from her watching her for what felt like hours before she woke. She groaned as she slowly opened her eyes adjusting to the light. He watched as she looked at him and her eyes widen. “Hello beautiful.” He smiled. She remembered him. He helped her pick out dog food. She didn’t know his name. But he tied her to this chair in a basement? She didn’t care to know anything about him. “You were asleep for awhile.” He says and pushes his chair closer to her. Her eyes held the widen stare and she felt scared. What the hell was he going to do with her?

His hand reached forward and ran through her hair. She tried to flinch away from his touch and he laughed. “I wish things would have been different for us.” He whispered as his hand traveled down her body. She hated his touch and wanted to get away from it. But he got her tied up pretty good. “I should have just went up to you like a normal person but we both know that I couldn’t.” Why couldn’t he? This was crazy. He had a dark look in his eyes as he played with her some more. Tears welled up in her eyes as she watched him. “Oh no baby don’t cry.” He wiped her tears away. “You’ll love it here and me.” He told her so sure of it.

It took months for her to even talk to him. He gave her good food and water and tried to get her to see that he wasn’t a monster. She knew things could be worse but still she wasn’t a fan of him either way. She cried for hours not wanting to believe that she was in this situation. Her eyes hurt from how much cried and prayed that her family came looking for her. Will sat by the basement door and listened to her cry. He felt awful for his actions but in his head he didn’t have a choice. Her sobs racked through the house and all he wanted to do was comfort her.

“Y/N.” She whispered to him as he placed the food he made for her in front of her. He looked up at her. “What?” “My name is Y/N.” She told him. He smiled and nodded. “I’m Will.” She stayed silent as he finished setting up her dinner. She hated herself for thinking he was cute. He kidnapped her and she still thought he looked good. Though she wouldn’t imagine herself saying that outloud to him.

After that they slowly began talking. She felt like she owed him that due to him being kind to her. He could be an asshole to her and not really feed her and abuse her. He didn’t though. He was grateful that she didn’t seem to really hate him.

It would be months before he let her outside of the basement and into the living room. He had enough trust with her that she wouldn’t try to escape. She felt like she couldn’t. He was smarter than that. She looked around at the place seeing how beautiful his house was. The dogs that he owned came and tackled her to the ground. She began laughing for the first time in months. Will was happy to hear that sound.

She sat and watched him cook. He seemed very calm and collected it was hard to believe he had kidnapped her. He felt her eyes on him and he looked up at her. She quickly looked away. He smiled and thought it was cute. Maybe there could be something more for them. He sat down the food he made for her and she took a bite. She almost moaned at the taste. It was super good. “You know you’re a really good cook.” She tells him. “I mean my kidnapper could have been someone that was terrible at cooking.” She said. He looked at her weird and laughed. He didn’t expect her to make a joke out of the situation. “Yeah I’m sorry about that.” He said and started eating his food. “Why’d you do it then?” She asked. He looked at her. “I found you really beautiful and I guess I just couldn’t take the rejection I felt like you’d give me.” He tells her. It was the truth and she could tell. “So you find a girl pretty and you want her so instead of asking her out you kidnap her?” She asked. He nodded. “Yeah I guess so.” “Well I might’ve said yes.” She tells him. She felt like in another life she would have said yes if he asked her out instead of kidnapping her. “What about now?” He asked her.

Their first kiss happened a week later after he came home from a stressful case. He wasn’t in the mood for anything other than sleep. Though he was happy he had Y/N at home waiting for him. He opened the door and greeted the dogs and looked around. She didn’t greet him at the door. Not that he thought she should. It was after his shoes were off that she came over to him. He smiled at her and she looked at him. “Welcome Home.” was all she said. “Thanks.” was his reply. He could tell something was off with her as she never greeted him. Sure they talked a little each day but that was a big step. “You okay?” He asked her. She shrugged. She honestly didn’t think she was. She was starting to feel like she wasn’t a victim anymore. Like he saved her life and she owed him. She didn't wanna think about it but she had feelings for the man. “I’m sorry.” He said. “Then why not let me go?” She asked him. “I can’t.” “I won’t go to the police or tell anyone.” She tries to reason with him. “Yeah well I don’t know that.” He snaps at her. She looks at him shocked. He hadn’t raised his voice to her yet. “Sorry I just truly can’t help but still want you around.” He tells her. She sighs and thoughts race around her head. She got what he was saying. She felt the same way as sick as it was. She wanted him too. “I probably wouldn’t go even if you let me.” She mumbles. He heard her and his jaw dropped. She had Stockholm syndrome. He walked closer to her. “But why? Why wouldn’t you want freedom?” He asked her.

She felt stupid. She looked down for a moment. “I don’t know Will, I guess I like it here and I like you.” She tells him. He smiled at her words but knew that the reason she felt that way wasn’t okay. “I think I’m gonna let you go.” He said and walked away. She looked confused and turned to him. “What? I don’t understand you kidnap me because you wanted to date me and now that i’m telling you the feeling is mutual you want to let me go.” He sighs. “You feel that way cuz you don’t have a choice.” He tells her. She walks over to him. “You can’t tell me how to feel or why I feel the way I do.” “Y/N I put you through this and I’m sorry.” He says. She shakes her head with tears in her eyes. “Will please I love you.” He looked at her. She was sure that she loved him and she stopped denying it long ago. She cupped his face. “Please Will. I love you.” He had tears in his eyes as he leaned down and kissed her. She kissed back immediately confirming what she said to him. He loved her too and that was all that mattered.

Their relationship was perfect after that. She felt as if she hadn’t been kidnapped but saved. Will still wanted to keep her from the world that he was in. He didn’t want anyone in the work field knowing about her. She was able to leave the house of course but never met any of his friends or co-workers. She questioned if the man even had friends. He never talked or hung out with anyone unless it was work related. He spent most of his time with her.

It was a year later he’d have a ring on her finger. They had a small quiet wedding that consisted of them and the dogs. Not even their parents knew that they had gotten married. Will wasn’t ashamed of her by any means. He was ashamed of what he did. Though she seemed happy in the back of their minds they knew that things would have happened differently if he didn’t kidnap her.

Hannibal looked at the man as he told him everything. He knew that Will had a dark mind but didn’t think it was this dark. He remembered back to when she first smiled. He knew that something was off and now that he knows everything it all makes sense. Though he couldn’t help but question Will as if he wouldn’t do the same. “You kidnapped your wife?” He asked. Will nodded. “I was in a very dark place.” They both knew that wasn’t an excuse for his behavior. But Hannibal couldn’t help but praise the man before him. It was genius in his eyes. Will had the perfect love life it seemed and Hannibal couldn’t help but feel jealous. Though he didn’t know who to be jealous of more. He nodded his head and lifted up his glass of wine. “We aren’t so different after all, are we, Will?”

I didn't include the warning due to the twist of the story. I also don't know Will's exact age as I haven't finished the show yet. I just started season 3 :) Feel free to let me know his age if they ever say it and I'll update it.

#hugh dancy #will graham #will graham x reader #will graham imagine #hannibal lecter #hannibal #hannibal nbc #mads mikkelsen #will graham x you

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traningdummy · 1 year

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Save A Horse, Ride A Cowboy

Agent Whiskey X Male Reader

(Sorry for the delay, first time writing a dom male reader, sorry if it’s off or weird)

It was another day in the bar, people coming in left and right, people meeting friends, drinking down sorrows, or trying to seem like adults but are actually kids. The usual for Y/n he was used to it all at this point, especially the flirting from patrons.

Most days men and women would try to hit on him but he didn’t respond to their advances, usually annoying them enough to leave after getting their drinks and that’s how he liked it. Being alone is his favorite part about being single, he has never fallen in love until recently.

Yet his co-workers call him a hopeless romantic, by how he describes his love life, crushes, or anything close to a relationship. Yet his eyes have been set on one man, a man from Kentucky who flirted left and right like his life depended on it.

Was it his accent, his funny cowboy hat, and his style which always included a leather jacket? Y/n never got his name just hearing Whiskey or Jack it always confused him, but his thoughts were drowned out when the man walked in.

His smile never came off his face, winking to men and women left to right. He sat at the bar and gave Y/n a wink as well.

“Well hello sugar, could I get a shot of whiskey?” Whiskey asked and he nodded, getting a shot glass and poured in the liquor.

“There you are sir, would you like to pay now or have a tab?”

“Put it on my tab.” He told him, he nodded and put it on and Whiskey left. That left Y/n to the other patrons at the bar, he worked around getting drinks, orders, and shooting down people’s flirts.

But he kept his eye on the cowboy, watching him go around flirting with other people and getting a lot of numbers. But every once and awhile he would come back to the bar, getting another drink or to chat with Y/n.

“So how many now?” He asked and the cowboy chuckled and took out a few papers.

“10 and going up, now how about another shot handsome.” He asked him, he nodded and got the cowboy another shot and watched him leave.

“Damn that’s a fatass.” He muttered watching him walk away, he shook away his thoughts and cleaned some cups making sure he would have enough for the late beer rush.

•••

It was near closing time and the cowboy was still inside the bar, Y/n started to close up when he tapped his glass.

“O-one more.” He murmured to him but Y/n took away the glass.

“Sorry Whiskey but that’s enough for tonight, do you have a ride home?” He asked him, but he shook his head and pulled his keys out.

“I have my car, but I don’t trust myself to drive home.” Whiskey told him, Y/n nodded and took out his keys, he contemplated before sighing.

“I’m going to regret this aren’t I?” He murmured to himself, “How about tonight you stay at my place for the night?” He asked the man, he nodded and stood up, his balance fading before Y/n grabbed his waist and put his arm over his shoulder.

“You know, you're really handsome.” Whiskey complimented him as he closed up the bar, locking the door and picking up Whiskey again.

“I know that’s all I hear from the patrons.” Y/n told him and took him to his apartment, he unlocked the door and laid Whiskey on his bed. “You can sleep here, and since we’re about the same size you can put on some of my pj’s.” He told him, but Whiskey had passed out already.

•••

The next morning Y/n had woken up on the couch, he sighed and stretched, popping his bones before checking up on his guest. Whiskey was snoring like a dad, so he left him alone making some breakfast and left him some water and painkillers.

He had to do some paychecks, before he left he wrote Whiskey a note, then he left the apartment going back to his bar

It wasn’t long until Whiskey had woken up, groaning holding his head. He looked around, surprised that his clothes were still on, he walked out of the room and saw the plate of food and water with a pill.

“Hell.” He muttered and sat down, eating the food and drank the water with the pill. He then saw the letter and read through it.

“Dear Whiskey, you are free to shower and take some clothes if you need to, from Y/n.” He read out, he smiled and took a shower using Y/n’s products before changing and left the apartment.

•••

Y/n had finished paychecks and came back home to see Whiskey setting up a table, on the table was a wine bottle with two glasses.

“Well welcome back darlin, please take a seat.” He told him, he nodded and sat down and Whiskey pushed him in before he sat down across from himself.

“So what’s all this about Whiskey?” Y/n asked the other man who poured himself a glass of wine.

“Well I have been fancying you for quite some time now, so I wanted to have a nice dinner with you.” He told him, pouring another wine glass and handing it to him.

They raised their glasses before drinking, and they began to start a conversation. It went from talking about each other to dating lives, the two were pretty intoxicated at that point.

“Wait, you haven’t popped your cherry yet?” Whiskey asked Y/n, who shook his head drinking from his glass.

“Nope, never even dated another person before.” He told him, he nodded and took another sip of the wine. Whiskey watching Y/n’s every move, from how his eyes kept wandering from his wine to Whiskey’s lips, how he seems more open than he usually is.

“Hey there cowboy, are you okay?” Y/n asked him, he nodded and took another sip of the wine before realizing they had drunk the bottles he had bought.

“Yeah, but how are your lips so perfect?” Whiskey asked him, he didn’t react but gave him a sly smile.

“Why don’t you come see for yourself?” He asked Whiskey, and that was the final string cut. He came over and sat in his lap, eyes going from his lips to his eyes. “Oh come on, I’m not playing any games.” He told him before he kissed Y/n.

This was the feeling Y/n was missing, lust, love, affection, he finally feels whole. It wasn’t long till the two moved to his room, Whiskey under him as he kissed his neck and began to unbutton his shirt revealing his body.

As he kept praising his body Whiskey felt his blood rush to his aching cock, it twitched as he moaned Y/n’s name. “Y/n, please take off my pants.” He whined to which he obliged and took off the other man’s pants seeing the bulge in his briefs.

“Well what do we have here?” He asked himself and slowly took off Whiskey’s briefs, his hard cock sprung out hitting his abdomen. He put his hand on it and stroked it slowly, enjoying the whimpers and moans of the man in his hold.

“P-please go faster, please.” He whimpered to Y/n, he decided not to and just took it as slow as he could enjoying the whole experience. Slowly pulling up and down, rubbing his thumb over the tip using his other hand to fondle his balls.

“I-I thought you never have done this before? H-How are you so experienced?” He whispered out to him, but didn’t get an answer as Y/n kissed all over Whiskey’s body leaving hickeys all over.

“I have seen some videos, those were like training to me.” He whispered in his ear before kissing him, he didn’t even try to fight Y/n’s tongue letting him ravage his mouth and body.

“Is my cowboy enjoying this? Does he like when I stroke his dick while I suck all over his perfect body?” He asked him, he nodded desperately, not able to speak properly besides a few whimpers and moans.

“C-close.” Whiskey muttered quietly, to Y/n and he smiled before stopping his hand. He let out a whine of protest but stopped when he was flipped over, feeling a cold liquid go on his ass.

“Now here is my main course, I hope you enjoy yourself.” Y/n said and began to eat him out, leaving Whiskey moaning like he was in heat. He was overstimulated but he was enjoying every second of it.

“Now here is your dessert.” Y/n muttered to him and he felt his cock at his hole, he turned himself and held onto him. “Come here baby.” He whispered and lifted him up before entering his dick slowly, but Whiskey wasn’t having it and shoved the whole thing in.

It caught Y/n slightly off guard but smiled when he saw his face, all red with blush, his brown eyes hazed with lust, his hair all messy and wet, hickeys all over his body. He then slowly thrusted in and out of Whiskey watching his facial expressions, before laying them back on the bed.

“Save a horse, ride a cowboy.” He mumbled and watched as Whiskey rode on Y/n’s cock, moaning like there was no tomorrow.

“C-Cumming!” He moaned and came on both of their chests, he then stopped and caught his breath. Until Y/n flipped him over onto the bed, his eyes filled with lust and hunger.

“H-Hang on darlin, I still need some time to rest!” He moaned when he thrusted hard, hitting his prostate over and over as he went in and out over and over chasing his own high.

“Don’t worry cowboy, I’m almost there.” He murmured to Whiskey who could respond besides with broken moans and whimpers, and finally he pulled out and came on Whiskey’s chest.

The two were panting hard but Whiskey had enough strength to pull Y/n for a kiss, this one filled with love and passion. Yet when it was broken the two held each other, falling asleep with smiles on their faces.

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rashomonss · 11 months

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A HUMANS WRATH

Part XII

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a/n: omg I’m so sorry for literally falling off the face of the earth for awhile so much has happened this past couple of weeks I was literally going insane. first off my friend got into a car crash around the third week of may, so I was at the hospital with her for a few days until her family was able to get into town. then I finished up finals that next week so thankfully now i’m done with school! THEN i had to fly all the way down to my hometown because my little brother was graduating middle school, but I’m finally back and fine so hope you enjoy this long awaited chapter!

warnings: angst

it’s okay to change

the perspective of a conflicted human

After everything happened you resigned to your room for the night desperate for sleep. You decided to then take a quick bath washing all of the blood off, then sighed as you laid in bed with hopes to sleep. However as time passed, you sadly couldn’t find your bed comfortable at all. Sighing again you sat up and leaned against the back part of the wall, looking up at the tree above you.

This room felt much homier than yours. It was well lived in and loved. Things you were gifted were displayed everywhere and things you were proud of sat on your shelfs. Many things that belonged to the brothers also resided in this room, such as games, manga, and regular novels, snacks, music, and self care products.

A part of you felt a bit jealous at that fact. Your room was dull and wasn’t as homey as this one. You then looked around and realized that you hadn’t messed with much in this room except for destroying the pictures on the bulletin board, which you now felt a bit bad about.

As you continued to sit in the quiet of your room, you couldn't help but feel the weight of everything that had happened.

Due to everything that took place in the planetarium at the time you never got to register what was actually said. Belphegor's apology had shaken you to your core, so much so that now you found yourself struggling to come to terms with it.

You wanted to forgive him, you really did, but you didn’t know if your mind would even allow you too. You had spent so long consumed by your hatred for the demon brothers, especially the youngest, that you didn't know how to let it go. Since you had been so focused on getting revenge and making their lives horrible, you had forgotten what it meant to live normally with them again.

As you sat there, staring blankly at the wall, you couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt. When was the last time you had felt that emotion..? You ignored that feeling and rolled over deciding to try to get a small amount of sleep.

Days since that night passed and you found yourself becoming more distant with the brothers than ever. Since you kept your distance when it came to the brothers for so long you didn't know how to reconnect with them, much less how to go about doing that. Sure you still remembered everything you once learned about them. But how would that benefit you now?

You knew that you needed to talk to the brothers and tell them that you were having a hard time trying to forgive them, but the thought of facing them was almost too much to bear. On top of struggling to figure out your emotions, you also had trouble coping with the fact that you tried killing Belphegor. How could you look them in the eye after everything that had happened?

After all, you're no better than him now.

They all made it hard for you to avoid them, since you would see them in the halls, or catch a glimpse of them in the other rooms of the House of Lamentation and each time this happened they would wave at you and you would feel a twinge of pain in your chest.

Sure you would engage in small talk with them when they would come up to you but it was always awkward. You didn’t know what to talk about, much less how to talk to them.

Eventually though after speaking to the angels about your predicament, you had come to terms with the fact that you had to face your fears one way or another.

So that’s just what you were currently doing. Making your way to the living room you hoped to catch a few of them sitting there. It didn’t matter if all of them were there or not, you just needed to speak to at least three.

Through the process of walking through the halls you suddenly found your heart pounding in your chest.

Why were you so nervous…?

As you entered the next hallway you continued to think about the pictures of all of you that were hung in this house. They were such happy pictures, you looked so happy in them.

It was upsetting.

You began to think of old memories. Memories of the times you had spent with the brothers, before everything had gone wrong. Memories of the laughter and the joy you had all shared. They now overwhelmed you since you finally began to let yourself fully remember everything instead of trying to forget it.

But just as fast as those happy memories came they were quickly replaced with the pain and anger that had consumed you for so long.

You really didn’t know how to let go of that did you?

Sighing, you stepped into the living room and noticed all the brothers sitting around each of the couches, much to your surprise. As you looked at them, all you could see sadly were the demons you once hated, but that was going to change…hopefully. You thought.

They all acknowledged your presence and looked at you smiling waiting for you to speak. However you said nothing, and just continued to stare at them with a perplexed face.

The silence that filled the room in response was dreadful, as each of them sat there waiting for you, the brothers began to look among themselves trying to figure out if you were still upset with them.

You knew that you needed to say something to break the silence, but the words wouldn't come out, no matter how much you wanted them to.

Finally, Belphegor broke the awkward silence. "Mc…is everything okay? We’re here for you if you have something you need to talk about."

“Shut up,” you said loudly. Your tone came off rude even if you didn’t mean to be. His words had made you react that way out of reflex. You wanted to tell him you didn’t mean it, but you didn't know what to say, or how to respond to him. But you knew you needed to tell them what you realized.

The room fell silent again, too silent for your liking, due to this you could feel your heart pounding in your chest as you struggled to find the right words.Finally, after what seemed as if forever you spoke.

"I don't know how to forgive you all honestly. I…really want to, but I don't know how to let go of everything that's happened."

“I’ve felt nothing but this feeling for so long that I don’t know what to do now that it’s supposed to be gone. How do I let go of it?”

After you finished they each looked at you blankly, waiting for someone to respond. Lucifer was thankfully the one to break the silence, he gave you a sympathetic smile then spoke

"We understand Mc, forgiving can be a difficult process, especially when you have been holding onto those feelings for such a long time.However It's important to remember that this is a process, and it may take time to fully let go of those emotions, it’s okay if you still feel that way. You have to remember that emotions take time to change."

“Yeah but we’ll always be here for you Mc!” Asmo yelled.

“Well duh! We’ll help ya no matter what” Mammon smiled.

“We’ll always be here to support you Mc.” Beel then said.

Your eyes became watery at their responses. Was this all it took for them to understand? Just simple communication, was that really all? You thought, completely baffled. You weren't sure if you could ever truly forgive them, but for now, with all their help, you were willing to try.

For now, you were willing to live in the same house as the demon brothers, and try to find some semblance of normalcy again.

After you decided to join them in the living room that night, and surprisingly it wasn’t that awful.

You all had watched a horror movie and throughout it the brothers noticed you allowed yourself to be closer to them.

None of them touched you out of respect, but they all desperately wanted to cuddle and lean on you like they used to with their Mc.

They knew you needed time before they could, but they became impatient the longer it took. After all they’re not that fond of wanting long.

It’s a demon's natural instinct to go after what they want when they want it.

So that’s just what they were going to do.

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the perspective of the original

When you woke up, you found yourself in a dimly lit room, with no windows and only a single door. Siting up your body rested on a plush bed decorated with the softest and finest sheets you’ve felt in awhile.

The room was also decorated in the same fashion, right away you could tell that you were still in the Demon Lord's castle. Had Diavolo actually knocked you out…?

He’s never been rough with you before, so this was an entirely new feeling.

You grabbed your head since it began to throb. It took you awhile but you began to remember just what happened before waking up in this room. And it caused you to panic, soon wondering what was going to happen to you. Had Diavolo and Barbatos really kidnapped you?

Was kidnap even the right term? You thought. It didn’t matter, what really mattered was the fact that this Diavolo knew you were from a different timeline but wasn’t willing to let you go home. You tried to calm yourself down, but it was difficult when you didn't know what was going on.

After what felt like hours of contemplating what to do, the door finally opened and Barbatos stepped inside. Upon closing the door he greeted you with a smile and walked towards the bed. As he got closer you noticed the small tray of food in his hands, and when he placed it down next to you, it was of all your favorite foods.

"I hope you are feeling better," he said, his voice remaining soothing like always.

"What's going on Barbatos?" you asked, trying to keep your voice steady.

He frowned at the loss of the nickname but regained his composure and responded "You are here because Lord Diavolo believes it is in your best interest to stay with us”

“But I need to go back Barbatos…” you said raising your voice.

“I understand you’re upset, but please don’t hold this against him. He only wants what’s best for you and the three realms” he sighed.

"What’s best for me and the three realms? What are you talking about?" you demanded, leaning closer towards him.

Barbatos sighed again. "I cannot say anymore, but I assure you that he had a good reason for doing this. You are safe here, and we will take care of you."

You looked at him skeptically, but you couldn't deny that he seemed sincere, but there was a possibility he could be acting. The Barbatos here was much more secretive than yours.

"But I want to go home Barbs…" you pleaded.

"Please, just let me go home." Maybe tears could work on him? You began to think, after all, it was a possibility.

It was silent for a few moments then Barbatos spoke. “You’ll never guess who came by earlier, they all looked decently injured too. It’s impressive that a human such as yourself do that to them” he laughed.

He ignored your question. You thought. After a second, you did respond to him. “How are they?”

You honestly couldn't recall what happened after you got upset at them. It was like you had backed out and then found yourself fighting with Diavolo and Barbatos later.

“Worried about them are we? That’s no surprise” he smiled.

“What do you mean?”

“You’re a kind person Mc, even after everything you put them through a few hours ago you still ended up caring about them… just like our Mc would do.” He smiled.

“What do you mean by "your Mc" would do? All of you always talk about how I’m different but what exactly made them act out in that way?” You questioned.

Barbatos sighed and looked to the side, he gave himself a moment then sat down at the edge of the bed. "It was the incident, as they liked to call it."

"As in...when Belphie killed me?" you asked.

"Yes. After that Mc became quiet and reserved, but also full of anger. If I'm being truthful I didn't know a human could harbor so much hatred for other beings." Barbatos laughed.

You narrowed your eyes and looked at him waiting for him to continue.

"It was like that for a while. They began to disregard all demons and would make it a point to avoid us if they could. However no matter how upset they were they never completely left the brothers."

"While it's true that our Mc went out of their way to get the seven of them away from themself, it's also true that Mc still cared for them behind their backs."

"As in?" You questioned further.

"Well it was a while back actually but the event took place in the courtyard after classes were finished. I happened to be walking by when a group of lower-level lust demons began badmouthing the brothers. While I was wondering if I should take care of it, Mc ran past me and began to yell at those demons." Barbatos said letting out a chuckle, as he played the memory over in his head.

"So they still care about them? Do the brothers know this?" you asked, leaning closer to Barbatos.

"On the contrary, they don't. Mc came up to me right after and threatened me not to tell them. But after that incident, I did realize they truly still care about each of them. Which is why you're here."

"What does this have to do with me..?"

"Well, the whole reason for keeping you here is because you act just like our Mc used to. Why go through the trouble of trying to bring them back when you're here" He smiled.

Your face dropped and you looked at him with horror. "So you're all just using me as a replacement?"

"When you word it like that it sounds awful" Barbatos frowned.

"Well, that's what you're making it sound like" you yelled.

"Now, Now Mc no need to yell. I assure you everything is going to be okay." Barbatos cooed, as he reached out to touch you.

"Get off of me" you yelled, slapping his hand away.

Barbatos sighed and stood up walking towards the door. "I can see you need some time to rest. I'll come back later."

As he began to open the door you bolted towards it and pushed him into it, knocking both of yourselves and the door over.

A loud thud was followed as you and Barbatos collided with the ground. Since you used him to brace your fall you were able to get up just as quickly and run off.

Your name was yelled through the castle halls, but all you could do was run, afraid of what would happen if you looked back.

Next part

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fakesimp · 1 year

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hey there! congrats for 300 followers :D may i request for the luxiem boys react to their s/o passed out in the middle of argument (i like em painful)

"I'm sorry.. please, forgive me." , with Luxiem

Warning !

Arguments with no begining how it starts ; Mentions of crying ; reader passing out ; Mentions of Cursing in Mysta's part ; hurt/comfort ; Established Relationship

A/n : I hope you like this anon! Apologies if it's ooc for Vox, Mysta, and Luca ｡⁠:ﾟ⁠(⁠;⁠´⁠∩⁠`⁠;⁠)ﾟ⁠:⁠｡

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It hurts.

Everything hurts.

How did it ended up like this? You stared at him. Trying to hold your tears back, everything hurts. Your head started throbbing, everything starts spinning. Your vision starts getting blurry, you held your head. It feels like you're getting hit with a bat on the head,

And then you lost it, your legs lose it's strength and you fell on your knees. And the next second everything went black.

As you slowly lose consciousness, all you hear is him calling out to you, his arms around your figure. The worry in his voice is something you did not miss before completely passed out.

Vox Akuma

The moment he sees you fell on your knees he immediately run up to you. He wrapped his arms around your figure, worry now washes over him.

"No no no, Darling- I'm sorry-" he apologized profusely, he immediately picked u up bridal style and went to the bedroom both of you shared. He gently laid you down on the bed, your beloved voice demon is trying to calm himself down.

He's now confused on what to do, now he sees your unconscious figure on the bed.

He sees it.

Your pain, as you argue back at him.

The way you held your tears back.

He should've stopped, but look at you now. Because of what he did, you're now here laid on the bed unconscious. Passing out in the middle of that stupid argument.

He held your hand in his, kissing the back of your hand, then resting his forehead on it. Whispering apologies, again and again. In hope you waking up, saying it's okay.

He Foolishly wishing for your forgiveness.

. . .

It's been quite awhile, you did not show any signs of waking up. He was about to call the ambulance until he heard a shuffling from the bed, and there you are, sitting up on the bed. Looking all confused.

"How.. what happe--" Vox straight off dropping his phone and went to you hugging you so tightly, "Too tight-! Vox- loosen up-!" You whimpered and he apologized for that, he loosen up his hug and look at your face.

"Vox I-" "No no, Darling. I'm sorry, I should've stopped. I'm very sorry.." Vox cuts you off with an apology, making you went quiet. You look at him,

His eyes says everything,

He seeks for your forgiveness.

"I'm sorry.. please forgive me.."

The way he ask for your forgiveness, he held your hand and gently rubbing his thumb at the back of your hand.

He's uncharacteristically quiet. You slowly raise your hand up to his face, he immediately lean closer to your palm. And at that moment you're now the one who's surprised,

Vox,

Crying..?

"oh Vox.." you immediately pulled him into your arms, and no. That argument are stupid for both of you to bring up again, so you both laid down on the bed. Cuddling up to each other.

Vox's soft breathing as he cuddled up to you, you patted his hair. "It's okay, Vox.. I'm not going anywhere.. I'm sorry too.." you whispered an apology at the end, Vox didn't reply and just bury his face deeper at the crook of your neck.

"Love you Vox.."

"I Love you too darling..."

Mysta Rias

He panicked.

He did catch you before your head hits the ground tho, but now he's confused on what to do.

Shit.

Shit shit shit.

This is all his fault, if only he did not argue back over something so simple! This would not happen. Now what should he do???? Call an ambulance?

His dark thoughts are haunting him, saying it's his fault. Everything is his fault, he gritted his teeth and picked you up. He went to your shared bedroom, he laid you down on the bed. Now he's pacing back and forth, trying to figure out what to do.

After awhile, he did not realize he had been pacing back and forth for quite sometime. Until you woke up, hearing Mysta's soft sobs. You can hear his small apologies,

"I'm sorry... Please forgive me.."

"Mysta..?"

The moment your voice rings into his ear, he immediately shot up and looked at you who's sitting on the bed staring back at him.

"I- I'm-" He couldn't talk properly, you slowly walk up to him. He moved back a little when he sees you approached him.

Oh, how hurt your heart was.

No, not because of he stepping away from you, it's because he's scared. Scared of what he did will hurt you again,

"Mysta... It's okay-"

"No! It's not fucking okay- b-because of me.." he stuttered.

You did not spare him anytime to talk bad about himself, so you pull him into your arms. He froze for a moment but then bury himself into your arms, you can feel his body tremble. "Oh, Mysta... I'm sorry too.." you whispered an apology as you both hugged each other.

And both of you moved to the bed, cuddling. Decided not to bring up about what happened a few hours ago, you both hugged each other in silence. Comfortable silence.

"I.. Love You, Babe.. so much.."

"I Love you too Mysta..."

Luca Kaneshiro

"Babe!?"

He catches you in his arms the moment he sees you fell on your knees.

"Babe?? Babe wake up-" he started to panic, he immediately picked you up and went to the nearest room, The living room. He put you down gently on the couch and called a doctor.

No no no.

You're going to be okay.

Right?? ... Right..????

He stood there seeing you getting checked by the doctor, getting nervous as the time continue to tick. After the doctor finished checking up on you, the doctor turned to him. "They're okay, they should be awake in an hour or two.." the doctor said.

Relief washes over him, he did not ask anything else and goes to your side immediately. Abandoning whatever that's on his schedule today, he does not want to leave your side at all.

So he stayed.

He sat there next to you, waiting for you to regain your consciousness. He patiently waits, he told his subordinates to do his job if it's something that could not be ignored. Also telling them to not let anyone in or contact him today.

He stared at your unconscious figure, "I'm so sorry.. please, wake up.." he whispered as he held your hand into his. He closed his eyes and slowly drifting off to sleep.

. . .

You woke up, feeling something is on your hand. Oh. It's Luca's hand.

You remembered the argument you had with him, it was dumb. You then gently rub your thumb at the back of his hand, Luca who felt something moved in his hand slowly opening his eyes.

"Babe..?" He softly whispered,

"Yes..?" He shot his head up and looked at you staring back at him. Luca immediately engulfed you into his arms, "I'm sorry- I'm so sorry.." he apologized.

"Luca... It's okay, it's a stupid argument.. I'm sorry too.." you apologized and pushed him away softly to kiss his cheeks.

"I Love you, Luca.."

He kisses you, "I Love you too." He whispered and burying his face at the crook of your neck.

Ike Eveland

He immediately run up to you before you fell on your knees, "älskling-!?" He called out. But you did not respond, he tried to be as calm as he could.

He slowly picked you up and went to the living room then laid you down on the couch, he held your hand and tried to figure out what to do. Call the doctor? Ambulance? But in the end he didn't do either, he decided to wait for awhile until you woke up.

If you're not waking up in 2 hours or so, he would call an ambulance. Ike stared at you, he remembered how heartbroken you look as you argue with Him. He curses at himself for not stopping himself, now look at what happened.

Ike sat down near you, face down, upset of himself. Ike held your hand gently, waiting patiently for you.

"Is it.. foolish for me.. to ask, for forgiveness from you älskling..?" He whispered as he stared at you. Regret start filling him up.

"Please wake up.."

. . .

You soft groaned and stared at the familiar ceiling above you, you turned over and saw a glimpse of a familiar hair color. It's your beloved Novelist. Ike Eveland.

He's holding your hand.

You slowly getting up and pat his head with your other hand, the Novelist who felt something on his head slowly raise his head to see you sitting up looking at him.

"How long have I been out..?" You asked him, he took a deep breath. "Babe?" You asked and then tears start building up from the corner of Ike's eyes. "Oh Ike.." you wiped the tears away from the corner of his eyes gently, as you did so Ike put his hand on top of yours.

Nuzzling into the palm of your hand, "I'm sorry... Please forgive me.." he whispered.

Your eyes widen a little, but then soften up. "It's okay Ike, it was a stupid argument after all... But I'm sorry too Ikey.." you apologized back at him, Ike moved his face closer to you and peck your lips.

"It seems like I will always fall deeper for you each day.. hour, minutes.. seconds. I Love you älskling.."

You slightly blush at his statement, "I Love you too Ike.."

Shu Yamino

He quickly sent his shikigamis to your figure that was slowly losing balance, he ran up to you with a worried look.

Shu, never lose his temper so easily but today seems like he loses his control over his anger. He immediately get you to your shared bedroom and gently laid you to the bed, he checked your body temperature. As he check on everything, he's now trying to figure out what to do now.

Shu sat down near you, his hand hesitantly reaching out to you. Gently placing them on your cheeks, his eyes soften, but the worry did not leave his eyes.

"I'm sorry.. I've never been like that before.." he apologized to your unconscious figure, he took a deep breath

"Will you forgive me..?"

. . .

Shu who was constantly trying to figure out what to do, did not realize you've regain consciousness. Not until you called out his name, "Shu..?"

He stopped on his tracks and looked at you, "Babe-" he called out to you and immediately went to your side. "How long was I out?" you asked, Shu frowned.

"You know what forget it, I want to apo-"

"I'm sorry." Shu beats you to it.

You stared at him, "I'm sorry.. that shouldn't have happened.." he continued.

"I'm sorry... Please forgive me.." At the end of his sentence he whispered a soft plead of forgiveness.

You look at him in awe, you gesture him to come closer to you. After he's within your reach you land a kiss on his cheeks, "I'm sorry too.." you whispered an apology too.

Shu then softly lean closer and hugged you, you both stayed like that for quite sometime. Comfortable in the silence you both shared, trying to forget the argument that happened between both of you awhile ago.

"Shu, I Love You."

"...I Love You too.."

©fakesimp

A/n : This is longer than anticipated oops- I hope you like it ! (⁠人⁠*⁠´⁠∀⁠｀⁠)⁠｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+

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slashers-and-rats · 6 months

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Hi! I'm the same anon who asked about you writing for 2006's Billy!

If it's not too much to ask, I would like to request fem reader and Billy based/inspired by this deleted scene from the movie: https://youtu.be/dpk6BttmD1E?si=FyuTekOL3DU1TluC&t=279

Hope you get better soon, btw! <3

rat chat: this ask was from awhile ago, but I’m still sick, so thank you still for the wishes!! i hope this is enjoyable.

billy lenz x fem!reader | sfw |

the memory was faint. it was foggy around the edges, and hurt to focus on too much since it was during a time he had worked so hard to forget, but he could pick out some little details. he remembered not actually reading it; he just looked at the pictures and traced his fingertips over the pages. he liked the princess in the book. he remembered she pricked her finger, only a single drop of blood coming out before she fell into a deep slumber. he remembered it was a curse, whatever that really meant, and the only way to make her wake up was to kiss her. but, it had to be someone she loved, or else it wouldn’t work.

in his mind, in this moment, you were his sleeping beauty.

you laid facing away from him. it reminded him of his story book’s drawings, where the princess looked so fragile as she slumbered and waited for someone to come kiss her awake. he wondered if you were waiting for him. you had to be. in his mind, you had to have known what he was doing. you couldn’t just be sleeping, not someone like you, you had to know you were tempting him. you were bait to a trap you didn’t even know you had set.

he couldn’t help but pad across the floor, making sure to avoid any squeaky spots. he’d done this waltz a million times by now. he enjoyed watching you at night when your guard was down, and when you didn’t even know of the danger lurking in the corner of your room. it felt right. in these little moments, you were in your most natural state. you weren’t burdened by the world or by the fear that the man over the phone might make good on his promises- all you cared about was whatever you were dreaming out. he hoped it was him.

he found his place kneeling beside your bed. his hand inched up the side of it, gliding easily underneath the soft blanket, and up towards your figure. he watched your breathing, making sure it stayed slow and steady while his fingers connected with the fabric of your shirt. he nearly groaned, annoyed at how many layers were getting in his way, but he held back. instead, he gathered himself, and kept patient as his hand slid easily under the back of your top and finally connected with the warmth of your flesh.

for just a second, you stirred. it made him freeze up, and he had to hold himself back from ripping his arm away from you. if he had done that, you surely would’ve woken up. instead, he stilled himself, and breathed in perfect rhythm with you, until he saw you settle back down into your slumber. a soft sigh escaped his nose, and he continued his journey. his fingertips glided up your spine, running along the curve of your back and between your shoulder blades. he licked his lips, leaning further over the edge of the bed and towards your body.

he wanted so badly to just climb in with you. he wanted to cuddle up to your side, and squeeze you in his arms, and press his wet lips all over your skin. he wanted to watch you stir awake, and hear you scream and try to fight him off. he wanted to hold you, and squeeze the life out of you until you were nothing but a doll for him to snuggle. he wanted to kiss you, and see you wake up and realize it wasn’t a prince charming coming to rescue you. no, it was billy. billy was good too, wasn’t he? he’d be good for you, that’s for sure.

the thoughts made him salivate, and drool dripped down his chin. he ran his touch back down towards your waist, dipping just passed the waistband of your pyjama pants. he could feel the curve of your butt begin. he closed his eyes as he touched you, imagining what was underneath that blanket, and mapping out the image in his head.

though, once again, as he fiddled with the waistband of your pants at an attempt to fit more of his hand down, your breathing changed. he paused, watching you closely. this time you were awake. he could tell by the way you froze, body pulled taut due to his touch. you knew something was there, touching you, and your fight or flight response was delayed from fear.

billy held his breath, blinking in the dark. he couldn’t escape, there was no way. he needed to think, and fast. he held his hand as still as possible, shrinking silently back down to his knees at the edge of your bed. he made sure that he was hidden, at least somewhat, near the floor.

he didn’t expect you to sit up so suddenly, grabbing something from the table beside you. despite his own fear bubbling hot inside of him, he took the chance to slip away fully, and slide himself underneath your bed. he was lucky there was just enough room for him to scuttle to the middle, and clasp a hand over his mouth to keep himself completely quiet.

he heard the mattress over top of him creak with your weight. he liked the sound, wishing it was creaking for other reasons. he was sure you were looking around for him, probably curious as to where he had gone. part of him wanted to clamber out from under the bed, grab you by the ankles, and listen to you scream and kick at him. at least you’d be giving him attention. but once again, he restrained himself, and waited. you stood up, and he watched your feet closely as you paced around the room for a moment, before leaving out the door. he counted your footsteps down the hall and towards the stairs. you were most likely off to get a drink and cool down.

he took this opportunity to slither out from under the bed, and rush out back towards the attic. that was much too close of a call for him, but he knew it wouldn’t deter him from being back. he had to keep seeing his sleeping beauty, after all.

#slasher x reader #slashers #billy lenz #billy lenz x reader #ask

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ya-zz · 11 months

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I just found your work and I’m in love!

I have a small req-

How’d you think Rama would react to s/o having a panic attack?

LMAO YEAH THE 50+ NOTIFICATIONS TOLD ME THAT hahah

Thank you so much though! I endorse the spamming, makes me feel all warm inside ♥

oh hey, my gif is in the Ramattra search- perfect time to use it... (I may try and get one in Shambali Monastery on Friday evening... I kinda wanna get a few different backgrounds for people to use...)

Ramattra x Reader (gen)

Word count: 1107

Ramattra was close to you, more so than with any other human. He didn’t hide it, in fact he openly expressed that he enjoyed spending time with you. Just the thought of being around you brought a warmth within his wires, something of which he enjoyed greatly.

Seeing you happy made him happy, it made him fall for you more and more. Being able to see your smile everyday made it worth the restless nights he’d spend in his quarters waiting for the sun to rise. As an omnic who rarely, if at all slept, the hours would pass by slowly, almost torturing him.

Of course, he never made a move, valuing the friendship he had grown with you. He put his feelings aside just so he could keep being by your side. It was the one thing he did keep secret from you and everyone else - that he loved you.

However, as of late, things had been tense around you. The mood swings caught him off guard and he felt constantly on edge as if he had done something wrong. No matter how many times you would reassure him that he hadn’t done anything bad towards you, there was still a twinge of doubt coursing through his wires.

He kept a small distance with you, not wanting to hurt you further despite your assurance. He felt guilty for something he hadn’t done and you noticed it. You were somewhat grateful for the distance, being allowed to dwell with your own thoughts for awhile.

There was a day, however, when he didn’t see you at all. He was worried, he wouldn’t lie about that. There was a slight twitch in his hands as he’d work, his mind wandering to you and what you were doing.

Only when he ventured outside did he finally find you. You were laying on the ground, staring up into the endless sky as the clouds rolled in and threatened to rain. He approached you, not wanting to alarm you.

“Hey Ramattra…” You speak out, not moving as you heard the larger omnic approach you from the right.

“Is everything ok, [y/n]?” He asked, standing above you and looking down as his wires hanged loosely around his head. His shadow covered your face.

You keep your eyes on him. “Yeah. You wanna sit down with me?”

“Can I?”

“Sure. Some company wouldn’t hurt.” You smile, still looking up at him and finally turning when he moves to sit next to you.

“What’s on your mind?” He asks, looking down at you.

“Nothing important.”

“Are you sure? You have been acting strange lately.” He cocks his head to the side slightly, optics looking at you.

“Sorry. Just some past trauma coming up…” You turn you head back, looking up at the sky again.

“Oh? Would you-”

“Not really… Just thinking about it is bad enough…” You cut him off.

He lets out a small hum, turning to face the mountains in the distance. “I am here for you, you know that, right?”

“Yeah, thank you.” You smile gently, keeping your focus on the sky.

The both of you stayed quiet, the afternoon going by peacefully until your small whimpers broke the silence.

Ramattra looks over at you, noticing how you were asleep, chest rising and falling in an erratic rhythm. Your breathing was shallow, eyes shut tight and body shaking as you turn your head to the side, swallowing a hard lump in your throat.

His sensors picked up a small warning coming from your body, your heart rate increasing quickly as you laid there on the grass.

“[y/n]...?” His voice was low as he placed a gentle hand on your shoulder. “[y/n], is everything ok?” He could feel the panic rising in his circuitry, something of which he hadn’t felt for a long time.

You stirred awake, eyes blinking to adjust to the daylight, your body still in a state of panic as you turn to look at the omnic, tears brimming in your eyes.

“What’s wrong?” He spoke quietly, unsure on what to do.

You shifted, sitting up and placing a hand on your chest in hopes to calm yourself down but nothing was working. Your body shook violently as endless traumatic thoughts raced through your head.

Ramattra grabbed your free hand, giving it a gentle squeeze, hoping it would help in someway. When you squeezed his hand back in response, he leant over and pulled you closely to him, the quiet hum of his body aiding you in calming down.

With the side of your head pressed against his chest, you could hear his inner workings, the soft hum of electric coursing through his body, the soft clicks as he moved his hand to gentle pet your head.

He had heard of humans having panic attacks, thinking them weak for overthinking, but seeing you in distress made him realise that it was more than that. He still had a lot to learn about humans, especially you.

Eventually, after some time, he felt your body relax against him, the shaking had stopped and your heartbeat a normal rhythm alongside your breathing. He let out a soft sigh, hand not leaving your head as he continued to pet it, gently stroking down your scalp in soothing motions. His other hand had rested on your lower back, another gentle up and down motion.

Some time passed as you stayed in his embrace, not wanting to move until he finally spoke.

“Are you ok?”

You look up at him, a small nod and smile. “Yeah… Thank you…”

“It was nothing.” He tilted his head slightly, optics scanning you.

You rest your head back onto his chest. “Sorry you had to witness that…”

“There is nothing to apologise for. I am glad I was here to help.” He continued his motions on your head and back, still keeping you grounded.

“I usually deal with them myself…” You admitted shamefully.

“Come to me if you need to. No matter the time. I do not want you to suffer.” He leans down, placing his forehead on top of your head.

A soft sigh escapes you as you lean in closer to him, smiling gently. “Thank you…”

Ramattra felt at peace with you in his arms, looking out across the mountains. He felt even closer to you now than he did prior, the feelings inside only growing more with each passing minute. He wanted to care for you, to be there for you as much as you’d let him, through the happy times and the painful - he wanted nothing more than to be by your side.

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avatarl0v3r · 1 year

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“Navi Can’t Be With Humans”

This is part 2 if you haven’t read part 1 please go back and read so this’ll make sense

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warnings/notes: 3 month time skip, cussing, Tsireya still being a bitch , time skip happened in part 1 reader and Lo’ak are 16 now, as i said before i picture y/n as black in all my stories w/o mentioning skin tone or hair type but in this story y/n has curly hair (3b-3c)

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It had been at least 3 months since you seen Lo’ak and all the feelings from the past came back to haunt you, you didn’t realize how much you missed his touch, his smile, the way his tail would slowly wag when he was happy about something, his laugh, the way his eyes would widen in surprise when you showed him something you made or learned, you mostly missed how happy he made you, you excited to visit him your dad made arrangements with Jake just so you could see him, your dad knew how much you cared for Lo’ak maybe even loving him, you’d never admit to that thought that crossed your mind once in awhile.

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Lo’ak missed you just as much when you left he went back to the Lo’ak that first arrived on the beach of the Metkayina village, he would ignore Tsireya he knew she liked him but he didn’t think she liked him that much to where she would hate you, he didn’t know how to feel when she told him that she hated you.

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Lo’ak wanted to ask Tsireya about you because he wanted the two of you to be friends.

But that was not Eywas will.

Lo’ak caught up to Tsireya after you left with Max and Norm hoping she liked you, he found her floating on the clear blue waters her face turned to the sun, Lo’ak couldn’t deny she was beautiful, but he wanted you and only you.

When he approached her she smiled at him when he asked the question the mention of your name made her want to get rid of you so she could have her mate without you being in the way “What do i think of Y/n,” she acted as if she was thinking but she knew what she wanted to say “i hate her. i don’t want her back here, she’s a human Lo’ak you should be with your own kind, like me” she looked at him desperately Lo’ak was confused “Like you?” “Yes ive had feelings since i met you and i thought i almost had you, until that little human girl came along and changed everything.”

Lo’ak could only shake his head in disbelief and walked away and thats why he’s here now ignoring Tisreya’s attempts at talking to him from outside the hut, she huffed in defeat and walked away passing by jake on her way.

Jake walks into the hut watching Tisreya’s fleeing figure walking away from the hut, he looks at Lo’ak and sits by him.

“Lo’ak you need to be nice to reya no matter what, she’s the chiefs daughter, we don’t need you ignoring her to ruin the friendship our families have, understood?” Lo’ak looked at his dad annoyed “dad-“ Jake cut him off “understood” Lo’ak rolled his eyes.

“Yes sir”.

You gabbed some clothes for your avatar stuff you'd wear on a daily basis, your avatar had curly hair like you just longer and styled differently, it had the same nose or as close as it could be having the nose of a Na'vi, same shaped eyes, and lips, the height was taller you standing at 5'8 with your avatar stood at 7'3, you smiled down at it as you watch the people get it ready for linking.

You laid down in the link and cleared your mind when you opened your eyes you were in the other link room, you sat up and grabbed the clothes you'd pick out a little bit before.

You walked out the door breathing in the pandora air.

You knew about quartich being out to find Jake Sully and his family this made you nervous not knowing what would happen to Lo'ak and his family. you found norm taking care of Grace's plants still "hey uncle norm we goin to see Lo'ak again today, right?" he turned to you "yea get ready we'll be staying there for a bit, also your parents are coming".

The way to the village was long but still breath taking it was different this time being taller and able to see more things.

When the helicopter landed you hopped out and stood there in the sun your tail lazily swishing behind you, eyes scanning the crowd of people standing around the helicopter fascinated by the strange object, until they land on one familiar face.

Lo'ak.

with tsireya on his arm, smiling, and holding him close as if it would her last time holding him.

lo'ak's face was the complete opposite of tsireya, but you didnt notice you rolled your eyes looked away from him when you both made eye contact and walked away from his line of sight.

"anything you need help with uncle max?" he looked up at you from his crouching position "yea since you're in your avatar can you grab that bag up there in the back, but be careful it has stuff in there we can use to study the animals here" you smiled and nodded.

after getting everything, you needed for the night Ronal showed you to the hut you'd stay in, Ronal didnt know how to feel about you, max, and norm all being there but Jake talked to her and tonowari and explained that they were close friends and loyal to the Na'vi, tonowari understood and convinced her to allow you all to stay there

later that night you were walking on the beach like you did the first night there when you seen lo'ak running towards you.

you turned to him cocking an eyebrow and stopped in front of you and put his hands on his knees trying to catch his breath "so this is your avatar?" you slightly got annoyed "no its my fuckin sister" he put his hands up "i was just asking it looks just like you and has your hair," you laughed at him "and your smile" he said smiling at you.

"god i hope so i-" your words were cut off as you heard rapid footsteps coming towards you and lo'ak and heard the annoying voice of tsireya "lo'ak there you are ive been looking for you everywhere" she said as she grabbed his hand.

your tail flicked annoyingly, and your ears pinned tightly to your head in annoyance, she looked you up and down "why are you talking to her" she said rather rudely as if you weren't standing there.

before lo'ak could respond you spoke up, your voice lacking any emotion "yea you probably have better things to do than talk to me," you brushed passed him "catch you later lo'ak".

and with that you walked back to the village, not evening looking back as you felt lo'aks gaze pierce that back of your skull.

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this one’s shorter but next part will be longer bc that’s when i’m going to end this mini series but anyways, thanks for reading lovely’s <3

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partyanimal167 · 4 months

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Flashbacks- Crocodile x GN!Reader

I haven't written for my nice man in weeks, so what better way to start the new year than a Croco fic? I should try to write a multi-chap fic with him this year, but I don't have any solid ideas yet. Maybe once I finish my ATSV fic.

I wanted to play around with a reader who was closer in age to Croc again. I like the potential of old enemies, but just thinking about an older crew mate seemed even funner. Maybe I'll develop this idea more in future. I think this will just be like a preview tbh.

CW: pre-canon, ftm Crocodile, possible ooc Crocodile since he's younger, slight age gap, Crocodile's history, sfw

Crocodile had ambitions. He knew he was going to be the greatest. He just didn't expect it to be awhile before others would see it too.

He didn't thank you for better binding material, and you hadn't expected it.

Crocodile knew you would cause him trouble when you threw a thick roll of bandages at him after he took longer than normal in the bath. "You're gonna hurt yourself with what you're doing now. Try this." He never told you about himself, but it seemed like you knew. That made him uncomfortable already.

You had been on the crew longer and laughed loudly when a overly-confident young man tried to rob your captain of her bag when she was out drinking late. She easily avoided the homemade knife prosthetic and broke the blade off with her bare hands. You were ready to beat the shit out of the man, but the captain laughed and invited him to join.

Crocodile was annoying at first. Like any other newbie.

He thought it was a pain, but you figured it to be a neat tool.

On the sea, he tried to fight and argue with the captain which lead him to receiving his fair share of scoldings and punishments. Not many looked out for him, and you didn't think you cared either until a sea king flung the boy into the water, and he sunk like a brick.

Of course, he didn't tell anyone about his devil fruit.

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Soon, you were giving him suggestions on how to fight even if a bullet couldn't do any damage. Crocodile was still a bothersome brat to everyone else, but he listened to you if you had something to say.

It took him awhile to grow into his ambitions and goals, but you decided to watch and see how he faired over the years.

You laid low after the captain's sudden death. It was a hard battle, and the crew disbanded. The years went by.

A shoreside bar had your patronage every day. It heard your old sea stories and hosted your poker nights. The days drifted easily, but the scent of that particular cigar smoke threw memories of your captain your way, and you had a to double-check your pulse when you saw who was stomping through the bar.

Pirates were nothing new, so this rowdy bunch that jeered at civilians and swung around swords didn't intimidate you.

"What's the pot, misses?" one generic man laughed as he pointed a dagger at you and gestured towards your night's winnings. You yawned bored and finished off your beer. "Hey! I outta-,"

The chair screeched on the old wooden floor as you pushed back and leaned to peek at the bar. "May life's party go on,"

There was a pause before a deep voice finished the saying. "-even after my smoke clears."

Your smile was wide as you pushed passed the men and stood behind a tall figure in a fur coat. "Long time, no see youngster."

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You didn't flinch when Crocodile shot at the man who tried to mug you. He must have been new on the crew or something--maybe just an extra body, but he joined you at your table as you shuffled cards, and the bar carried on.

"Looks like you've got some things going for you, kid." you chuckled as you filled the man's mug.

Despite his more mature appearance, he scoffed at you easily. "Will you ever stop calling me that! You're not that much older than me." He went quiet again as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a cigar. He then went for his lighter, but you beat him to it with your own.

"I thought captain told you not to pick up her habits." you chided simply.

The man glared at you before leaning away from your flame. "I could say the same to you." he took a puff. "Her smoke's carrying on though."

You sighed and leaned on your palm. "Yeah sure has. I hear they're thinking about making you a warlord. Must be causing them problems." you chuckled. Crocodile only grunted and you two continued to sit in silence for awhile.

It was only until your mug was brought back to your lips when Crocodile spoke again. "How come you never-,"

"Went back out there?" you finished the sentence and giggled. "You're not the first one to find me and ask." You seemed to have left it at that for a while. The two of you continued on with your slow card game and coping habits. "Nothing feels quite like those old adventure days. Captain took me in young; I only wanted to be in her crew. Who else would have me in theirs?"

"You can join mine." and Crocodile says it so easily, yet you knew he was being sincere. "You could cause chaos out there if you wanted to. I know you know the secrets. We'd be unstoppable." though his words were calm and confident, you looked at Crocodile and saw the teenage boy who didn't know the hardships of the world--only the whispers of treasure and fame.

"Go be unstoppable without me, Crocodile." you smiled gently. "Maybe I'll join you when I'm ready." The man wasn't pleased with your answer, but he knew he couldn't force you to do anything. He may be bigger and stronger now, but you had his respect. He winced when you pinched his cheek to snap him out of his head.

"Enough about me! Look at you!" you poked at his firm arms. "You certainly toughened up and look like yourself."

"Oi!"

Crocodile knew what you were referring to, and a slight red dusted his cheeks. "I had some help..." he muttered.

The night went on with you two reminiscing and Crocodile filling you in on his adventures. His crew seemed more hired hands than bonded, so you wondered what other misfortunes the man experienced that he didn't tell you. A rookie captain faces many trials and tribulations. You smiled gently while the man talked about his latest and conquests and plans. You half-listened, but your mind drifted back to years ago when you two bickered, fought, laughed, and danced. It was weird growing older and drifting apart.

But the smoke carries on with memories never truly disappearing.

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Okay! I definitely liked this one.

I think I'll pocket this idea for a mini-series later in the year. I want to explore the old times and adventures of Crocodile. There's a lot of potential with writing his backstory and him becoming the character we know now.

Thanks for reading!

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deiitsukki · 2 years

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A/n:Okay this has been in my drafts since last year November, and I just stumbled and thought why not post it, and I forgot who requested this but Hi if you're reading this please reblog or comment so I'll give you a credits for requesting. so here ya go another Luffy smut cuz I love mah rubber boi s'much.

⚠️:Breast Fucking, Luffy Is a pervert, !spoiler alert!, Breast sucking, grammatical errors, a very OOC LUFFY.

Luffy×Fem!reader

Send request/ask anything

It has been two years since he last saw you, it has been two years since you guys parted and he wondered if you were alright, did good and got stronger with those past two years

He clearly remembers the terrified look on your face as you fought Bartholomew Kuma together with the members of Straw hat pirates, but you guys ended up parting each other and was bought to who knows where.

He feels so guilty about not being able to protect and save you 'His First Lady' as to what he calls you, but sooner later after the tragic death of his brother he realized that maybe it must be destined to you guys will part for awhile so you guys could rest and be prepared for the next adventures you and his nakama will experience in the future

And so He promises to himself that he will create a new generation for pirates and to get stronger and stronger as days passed until he surpasses everyone who is stronger than the strongest man. He crossed out the plan about After three Days You and his nakama will meet again instead The straw hats will not meet after three days but two years.

Two years have gone by and he's finally gonna meet you and his nakama. They're on their way to where the sunny is with chopper who came to pick them up with a strange bird with Zoro and Sanji behind him who Luffy met few minutes ago when he was trying to escape that audience he managed to gather.

He was finally able to spot the Thousand sunny his nakamas and you, the second he laid his owlish eyes in your figure his mind stopped working for a second as he tried to contemplate about the sight of you, you are so beautiful, so fucking beautiful he thought

The way the simple white bikini haltered top with lace strap and the low waist long skirt with slit to the side exposed and hugged the curves of your magnificent body, you look so stunning those are the words that came to his mind as he examined you more

Your body curves and hourglass have become more pronounced. You've become slightly taller, your hair becomes wavy andhas grown that it reaches your lower back, the warmth of your eyes already coming out as it become slightly droopy and your eyelashes has become more curlier. And Your breast goddamn he thought They have gotten much larger and Rounder as they were two years ago, you look so strong now compared back then.

He can't help but think about the perverted things he wanted to do to you. Sure he have seen a female's naked body before(I was talking about that one scene with Hancock.) But they weren't like yours, they don't make him hard the way your body does.

As they finally landed on the ship's deck safely the first thing that greets Luffy was his nakamas happy face, they looked so strong he thought. You came into his view and run to him with open arms, you jumped at him hugging him tightly telling him you missed him so much, the first this he came to face with when you jumped at Him for a hug

The first he came to face with was your breast he was squeezed in between your breast and he secretly thanked whoever the god is because fucking hell your breast is so soft he wanted to squeeze it,suck it and maybe leave a few marks? Who knows. and you smells so good. So intoxicating

He can't wait until you guys are at your shared bedroom that he surely will show you how much he misses you and that he was still in love with you after two years. As you guys were leaving sabaody for your new adventure to the new world he can feel his pants tightening at the mere sight of you . You looked so fucking gorgeous. So so fucking gorgeous.

As he was walking to your guys shared cabin he can hear you humming a tune. He exucused himself to nami and everyone faking a yawn and telling them that he needs to take a nap and that travelling from one island to another tires him out when really he saw you earlier going to your shared cabin because you've got nothing to do and it takes long hours or maybe days before reaching your guys first destination after two years

He opened the door and saw you sitting on yours and his shared bed with your back leaning on the headboard of the bed, you were reading some book from the island Bartholomew Kuma sent you, a kind old lady gave it to you saying she used to read it when she was a kid.

You noticed him standing in the doorway and you smiled at him muttering a small 'Hi' as you closed the book you were reading, he returned the smile and closed the door behind him, he slowly walked to you without any word and stared at your as he stopped in front of you and you gave him a small space for him to sit beside you, he took a seat beside you still staring at your eyes your smiled never left as you asked what's wrong but he answered it with a small chuckle and "Nothing"

You found his quietness strange because he was never a quiet person as you were sure that the whole grand line heard his "I'm Gonna be a pirate king" catchphrase. You were about to ask him what's up with him being quiet when he suddenly attacked your lips and groped one of your breast

You can't help but moan at roughness of his lips and the way he grope one of your tits, he take this as an advantage to pushed his toungue inside of your mouth, toungue to toungue fight now both of his hands are now on your breast

You broke the kiss for air but his hands remained on both of your tits still groping and squeezing them, he looked at you big owl eyes with nothing but lust.

"I missed you my lady" he said as he stands up quickly putting both of his legs in your side

"I missed you too Luffy but-" you replied but was cut off

"But what? You don't want me to show you much I missed you?" He said puppy dog eyes and with pout on his face

"But the others- they're outside, Luffy we can't-" you tried to reason but he cut you off again

"We can if you're not gonna be loud. So try not to be loud for me yeah?" He asked but he didn't wait for you to answer as he starts stripping you by slowly brushing his fingers into the strap of your white haltered top, he slowly took your top off and next thing you was that you're half naked Infront of him. He grabs both of your hands with both of his hands and slowly brought them to the side of your head

He slowly lowered his head to suck at your hardened nipple, you moaned at the sudden contact of his toungue on your nipples, his toungue swirlled at your breast also not leaving the other one as he exchanged from the other one to the other one, you tried to stop your moans and whines but failed to do so because it has been two years since you felt his toungue on your tits

He sucked the underpart of your left tits it surely did left a deep purple mark there, he rises his head as he lets go of your hands that was pinned in the sides of your head, he gesture you to squeeze your tits together and he told you to not let them go until he says so.

He slowly unzipped his pants freeing his hardened member with a leaking pre cum, he pumps it looking directly into your eyes

"Like it?" He asked with a smirk and you can't help but blushed and feel more wetter as you saw his cock, you were already wet from what he did earlier but seeing his cock again just makes you feel something

He then slowly slide it in between your squeezed breast and both of you moaned at the friction, your tits were so warm he thought, so soft, he then looked at your desperate expression. You were pleading for him to go faster

"Ugh! Luffy please- ngh- please Luffy!" You whined and he can't help but feel pride about the effect he have on you

"Please what My lady? Say it. Y'know when the king's lady needs something the king needs to hear it coming from his own lady-" he said in between pants and heavy breath "So what is it my lady? What do you want?" He continued and you can feel the smirk on his voice.

"Please fuck me-ugh- I've missed you so much!" You light screamed as you arched your back feeling his cock getting more hard on your breast, he chuckled and pick up the pace of his dick

He can feel himself shakes and getting more turned on as he saw your eyes rolled to the back of your head he moaned loudly but not loud enough for the crew to hear but for you to hear that he enjoys what the two of you were doing right now as he shoots his hot cum on your face.

He tried to steady his breathe as beads of sweats starts to form on both of your guy's face, he looked at you admiring you cute fucked up expression.

He liked- no he loved the effect he had on you, you were so desperate for him. You were so little when he hovers above you. When you were under him, writhing, moaning, whining and pleading for him to destroy you.

You look so ravishing. So stunning and gorgeous and if this is the only way to tell you that he missed you so much after two years, then he'll gladly do it everyday.

Afterall you missed him too right?

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moodymisty · 2 years

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Promises

Author's Note: Praise be the king.

Summary: You decide to do some shopping, and tease a far far away captain with the spoils.

Relationships: Captain Rex/Reader(Gender neutral, just the mention of wearing clothing like bras and dresses)

Warnings: Lewd(not really full nsfw), Sending nudes, and teasing over a call

Word count: 2589

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Rex was tired. An understatement really, but he couldn’t exactly find a better word to fit. Exhausted implied something more physical, while what he was plagued by was a mental fatigue. He was sick of the damn busywork, and wanted out. He’d past his wits end awhile back, filling the same bland, every little detail demanding forms over and over. How many accident reports did one clone battalion need? A lot apparently, if you’re the 501st. ‘Better to ask forgiveness than permission’ you’d surely say, as you always enjoyed hearing about the antics they got up to when Rex was in a chatty mood. Admittedly they’d also heard a few of yours-like when he had to keep you from picking a fight with a restaurant owner over not letting clones in-once Rex was no longer able to contain news of his relationship from his men. Bless his heart, but Rex had always been a terrible liar.

And you were terrible at not picking fights you couldn’t reasonably win, but everyone has their weaknesses. Another report finished, Rex compiled and sent it in. His eyes darted to the side to his own personal datapad, which laid precariously close to the left end of the desk. It had been flashing for the past twenty minutes, the light constantly catching the corner of his eye. He knew it was a message from you, and he’d been purposely holding off on answering it. More so because Rex knew himself quite well-and that once he started talking to you, these reports might as well not exist. Only a few more were left, filling each one faster and faster, counting down as each one compiled and sent. So close to being done, his eyes casting another glance to the left and seeing that there was now two messages from you. He finally dared to take a look at what you'd sent, eyes squinting ever so slightly. --Hope everything is going well, Rexy --Just figured I’d send something before I passed out Leaning over and grabbing the datapad, he glanced it over before looking back up and what he should be doing. There was only a few left, it wasn’t like they needed his full attention anymore.

Too many of these damn reports were for Jesse, anyways.

-- If you consider ‘well’ the usual amount of chaos, then yes things are going well.

--As long as nothing’s blown up I’d consider that pretty good. At least given your previous track records

Part of him hated how on the ball you actually were-another part found it amusing.

--Everyone’s just a little stir crazy, and we’re in the middle of switching to new armor.

--I’d offer some of you guys food or something for a break, if you were on Coruscant --Now that would get them motivated. --I mean, the saying “a way to a man’s heart is through his stomach” had to come from somewhere right? While a warm meal couldn’t solve every problem, it could solve a good many of them. Especially for clones who’d had a even a limited taste of the outside world, and were now sick of pre-made rations and nutrient bars. Even with how often you’d said you weren’t that good of a cook, just the thought of you making a meal had made his stomach almost grumbling.

Managing to tear his eyes away from the chat log for a moment he finished another report, before a soft ring started coming from his datapad. The room was mostly empty other than him and this desk, the sound echoing. YN-38484-39484 Initiated call ANSWER? Yes/No Rex noticed the way his hand almost shook while answering your call, waiting on baited breath until: “Hey Rexy, hope your not too busy? I can call back later if you are.” He couldn’t help the shake of his head even if you couldn’t see him. He found that nickname a little embarrassing, but you said it far too sweetly to do anything about it. Just as long as you didn't use it in front of anybody he knew... “No, just finishing up accident reports. Almost done.” You let out a soft noise of affirmation. Rex heard what sounded like fabric shuffle, as if you were laying in bed or on a couch. Was it late on Coruscant? He didn’t even know if it was night on Kamino, with the lack of windows in this room. It felt like he was almost being slowly suffocated; Being stuck in here. “So you’re still Captain Rex right now?” He raked a gloved hand along his buzz cut with a breathy laugh. He knew that tone. Gods, what you do to him should be illegal. “Until I finish these, yes. So be on your best behavior.” Even through a call light-years apart your laugh still sounded beautiful, after scoffing at him. “What, and I’m usually not?” Another report done, Rex sent it off with no parting wave. Before giving you his full attention back. It had been to quick for you to even realize you'd lost it. “Just yesterday I finished telling the men about your food throwing incident, don’t try and wipe your record clean now.” Rex almost laughed at the way he suddenly heard the rustling of fabric, and he confirmed to himself you were indeed sitting on your couch or bed; and had now probably leaned up to scowl and defend yourself. “Ok fine, fair. But if I hear one more person call you or any other clone something I don’t like, they get something thrown at them. Sorry, I don’t make the rules.” You’d never liked the way people, especially on Coruscant, treated the clones like Rex as less than human. It was something you couldn't ignore, especially with Rex at your side. But why was it everywhere Rex went, he always gathered people that were such spitfires? “Try not to cause too much trouble while I’m gone, I can’t exactly write accident reports for you.” On the other end of the line you were getting off your bed, walking over to stand in front of the thin full body mirror you had in the corner of the room. “Oh relax, I just went shopping today. No one got hurt.” You didn’t go shopping too often, and once Rex finished another report, only three left now, he glanced at the datapad. “Went shopping? What for?” Coruscant had such an insane amount of shopping districts and people, Rex often wondered when he was there how people managed to find anything. It showed him something about GAR he didn’t mind; The regulated armor and blacks, or cleancut ceremony uniforms. Though, it wasn't like he had the credits to spend on things like clothing anyways. YN-38484-39484 attached two image files ACCEPT? Yes/No Would Rex regret opening those files? Yes, because they completely distracted him from what he should be doing. But also no, because it had felt like months since he’d seen your face. A bright blue dress softy laid against your body; Made of a breezy, flowing fabric and clearly brand new. You looked quite happy to be in it-he could see your smile through the mirror you’d taken the picture in. His tongue twisted; Rex always had you on the mind, but sometimes he’d see you and just, stall.

“You look,” You were waiting on baited breath for his response, pursing your lips tight to avoid him hearing your little, somewhat devious laugh. He sounded so out of sorts, and you hadn’t even really done anything yet.

“You look really good.” You couldn’t hold the laugh any longer, an almost silent giggle as you could hear Rex fumbling on the other end of the line. You’d never done this sort of thing before, never really had the confidence to, but Rex was always so genuine you couldn’t help but feel a little bit empowered when you dressed like this.

There was rustling on your side again, Rex quickly moving to type more into his file and finish it before he got distracted again. Only two left.

“Want to see what’s underneath?” Breaking the silence, your hand played with the smooth edge of your dress while you still stood in front of the mirror, waiting for his response.

“I went shopping for that too.” Rex’s hands noticeably jerked at the implication, before turning and frowning at the datapad. You were going to be the death of him, not blaster fire or explosions; He was absolutely sure of it.

“I’m not in my quarters right now; Just, give me a minute.” He could hear you chuckling, and the rustling sounds of your datapad moving in your hands.

Of course you’d tease him like this now, when you were light-years away and he couldn’t do a thing about it. You added more fuel to the fire as well by the fact that you didn’t listen to his plea, and decided to show him anyways.

YN-38484-39484 attached two image files

ACCEPT? Yes/No

Rex wasn’t a fan of the way his hand moved almost of it’s own accord, accepting the files and completely forgetting that he’d just scolded you for being impatient.

Opening both images they were of you again, now lacking the newly bought dress you’d just shown off. It was laying neatly on your bed in the background. But in doing so, you showed off something else:

A brand new, and clearly expensive set of lingerie. A full bra, garter belt and stockings; All in that distinctive 501st blue.

It was the main course, clearly. “How much did you pay for that?” Was the first thing that flung out of his mouth. He knew, only from offhand comments made by you, that these kinds of things were quite expensive. “More than I probably should’ve. You’d be surprised how hard it is to find stuff this color. Once I found it I burst into the store and snatched it up so fast I’m pretty sure I scared the cashier.” Surprised wouldn’t exactly be the adjective he’d use for himself right now, as his armor suddenly felt incredibly tight, but he was a little too tongue tied to correct you. “You went searching for it?” “Consider it my way of supporting the 501st.” Two more reports left. Only two. Rex let out a sharp breath of air through his nose and quickly skimmed the next one, listening to your soft chuckling on the other side of the call. You could hear him move around, getting up and making sure the door was locked. If someone needed in, well, they could wait. Or screw off, which Rex would prefer they do.

“Is it a game of yours to constantly try and distract me? Or do you just have good timing?” Sitting down and adjusting his position Rex pulled at the collar of his blacks, eyes still locked on the image of you on the screen.

“Well if you’re really that busy, I can always just hang up and call you back later.” Rex was always so easy to poke at, and you could almost hear the scowl he was surely wearing. “Don’t try and wriggle your way out of trouble that you started.”

“Geez, someone’s already all hot and bothered?” He moved to push his seat a little back, far enough back that he had enough space to part his knees slightly wider than his hips.

“It doesn’t help that you do things like this whenever you miss me.”

“I always miss you, Rex.”

That sentence hit him like a boulder to the chest-the casualness of it. He only just managed to let out a breathy chuckle, eyes glancing towards the door and imaging what was beyond it. His face felt warm, and he wouldn’t be shocked if there was a red flush on his tanned skin.

“If I wouldn’t get decommissioned, I’d steal the first ship in the shuttle bay and go see you right now.” Leaning back against your pillows after sitting down, you had to almost cover your mouth and muffle the surprised laugh.

“To think you’d be so rebellious. And what would you want to do once you got here, Captain Rex?” How did he get so lucky? He could hear the way you were teasing him, trying to make him crack under pressure. Rex prided himself on his decorum and discipline, but the way that lace looked against your skin...

“You’re going to pay for this once I get back there, you know.” “What? You can’t take a little teasing? I thought you were a captain?” He could hear you laugh, all the while he adjusted his blacks against his skin. They were feeling almost suffocating now. You however were feeling quite comfortable, laid back on your bed knowing that as soon as Rex was back on Coruscant, he was going to storm over and make you pay for this. Which had been the goal the whole time, of course. Rex was a sweetheart, through and through, but when he got riled up... “I just think it’s a little unfair that you get to see me but I can’t see you.” Though a few raggedy sighs Rex managed to to speak. “I’m already risking getting into hot water talking to you, if I get caught on GAR tech with my blacks down, I’ll never hear the end of it.” That got a disappointed groan in response, cursing Rex’s stoicism. The few times you’d cracked it, leaving him blushing and stuttering; It had been absolutely delicious.

“If only all your brothers were as well behaved as you are, you wouldn’t have any accident reports to write up.” Said accident reports were still left unfinished, as few they were, Rex able to throw them a wayward glance before looking down at his datapad and still seeing the pictures you’d sent him.

He was half tempted to close them, just so he’d stop staring and hopefully, the feeling in his lower stomach wouldn’t get any stronger than it already was.

“Even if they were, I’d still have you to keep me from getting things done. Teasing me with that little-“ Rex would jerk as if shot in response to the sudden knock on the locked door.

“Captain Rex! You’re needed for a brief. I was, told to specify that it was urgent.” Rex had wanted to just yell at the soldier to piss off, but knowing it was urgent and he was expected meant this was something he couldn’t get out of. His hand once again brushed against his blonde buzz cut. Gods, he suddenly felt exhausted again.

“Tell them I’ll be there in a minute.” The soldier then left after saying he would inform them, his footsteps fading quickly as he walked back from where he’d came.

“Duty calls?” Rex could taste the sugary coating of your voice, taking great pride in how he now had to attend to his business with distracting thoughts on his mind. Standing up from his chair, he adjusted his blacks and codpiece before grabbing the datapad off the table.

“You are in big trouble when I’m back on Coruscant for this, I hope you know.” Now picking out the clothing you were actually going to sleep in, you started taking off the lingerie and laid it out perfectly. Not a wrinkle would get on this thing if you were in charge; At least not until Rex was back.

“Oh, I was betting on it. Good luck Rex, stay safe for me.”

#clone wars #mywriting #rex x reader #captain rex x reader #rex/reader #captain rex/reader #captain rex #clone wars x reader #reader insert #reader #captain rex reader #rex reader #tcw x reader

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justlydiasworld · 2 years

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What About Me?(Part Two)

Part one is posted,please read that before you dive into this one. It would make more sense.

Pairing: Robin Buckley x F!Reader

(Platonic Steve Harrington x F!Reader)

Warning: angst, fluff at the end, oblivious Robin once again. Hurt and upset reader. Mention of passing out.

Summary: You were at Vickie’s birthday party, watching Robin and her dancing underneath the disco ball. Everything was not headed your way and you closed your eyes for just a second,until something happened to you. Robin soon realizes what she did and tries to make it up to you.

Authors note: This will,sadly,be the last part of “What about me?” I enjoyed writing the first and second part, and hopefully you guys enjoying reading it as much as I like writing it. Inbox and direct messages are open, I will be taking in requests and trying my best to satisfy you guys!!<33

You woke up, on Steve’s bed. A warm blanket covering your whole body,posters of women in bikinis were hanged up everywhere.Slowly you open your eyes to see him sitting on the floor. Just looking at you. As soon as you could see him, he rushed by your side. He’s still in his outfit from the party last night,what a dork. “Hey,you okay?” He had a worried look plastered on his face. Steve placed his hand on your back as soon as you sat up straight. “I’m fine, where am I?” You looked at him with confusion.

“You’re in my room (y/n), you passed out and your whole body fell flat on the ground. Seriously,what’s up?” He again had a worried look on his face,just looking inside your eyes. You passed out? No way. You were perfectly fine last night, what happened? But instead of answering Steve’s question, you asked about Robin. “Where’s Robin? Is she okay? Did you take her home?” You couldn’t help but be worried for her,even if you were in no condition to say anything. Your body ached. Steve looked at you and gave a warm smile,”Robin is at her house, and yes she’s fine. And I did take her home, no need to get worried (y/n). You know you should be worried about yourself at the moment.” You let out a sigh. That was good news to you.

You gripped the blanket tightly, trying to remember the last piece of memory from last night. And it was just Robin and vickie dancing underneath the disco ball. And Robin leaving you alone. You let go of the grip on the blanket as soon as you remembered what happen. You quickly laid right back down, not wanting to say a word. He could see it in your face that you wanted nothing to do with anything at the moment, so Steve got up and left the room. You turned to your side, and just stayed in that position for awhile. Slowly heading to sleep.

. . .

“Robin you can’t go in there! (y/n)’s sleeping and she’s tired of what happened last night-“ he quickly put his hand on his mouth. “Shit,shit,shit.” He thought inside his head,”y/n is gonna kill me.” Robin furrowed her eyebrows and looked at Steve,who was now guarding the room that you were sleeping in. “Harrington she’s my girlfriend, and I have no clue what you’re talking about. What happened last night? And why can’t I go and comfort (y/n)?” Robin is now looking at him with confusion. She scanned his face and tried to figure out what was going on. “You’re being a dingus right now, scoot over. I’m gonna talk to (y/n), don’t disturb us.” Robin pushed Steve aside, leading her to see you in such a comfortable state.

As she opened the door,she turned around to look at Steve. “See,I told you that everything would be okay. You’re being dramatic.” She whispered,not trying to wake you up. As soon as Steve left with his eyes rolled, Robin quickly shut the door and pulled a chair to sit right beside the bed. She could see the sun glow on your face, and how she just admired everything about you. Your lips,face,hair,everything. She couldn’t help but smile. It wasn’t soon until you woke up.

You were feeling a bit better but your body still ached more. You grunted and struggled to get back up, you were perfectly fine when you were sitting up just a few hours ago. What’s different now? “Steve..help me out will you?” you said,trying to yell. You thought he was near you when you heard sudden breathing beside you. “Steve?” You quickly turned around and saw Robin sitting comfortably on a chair. Her hands on her lap, hair all fuzzed and messy, she gave you a big smile. One that could be shown with all her bright teeth.

You were shocked, you didn’t expect Robin to be the one watching over you. Especially when you were in no mood to see her. “get out.”you said firmly. You pointed the door behind Robin with glossy (e/c) eyes. “What? You want me to leave? What did I do-“ her face was in confusion,trying not to cry. “You know exactly what you did Robin!!” Now you were just upset, how could she not notice what she did to you? “What did I do?” She said, wanting to know what she did wrong. You sat up,again grunting by the pain inside your body. “You ditched me for vickie! That’s what you did! Matter of fact I was waiting for you to ask me to dance with you at that stupid damn party!!” You were now pointing at her face, tears started to leave your eyes. Robin was quiet, she was listening to you. You wiped off your tears and again started to ramble about what happened last night.

“She was all over you and asked you if you wanted to dance with her!! And you didn’t even hesitate to say yes! I wanted you to dance with me. I’m your girlfriend, vickie isn’t. All you did was talk about that party and vickie. You didn’t ask me shit, like “oh (y/n) would you want to dance with me?” Or just anything. You chose vickie over your own fucking girlfriend Robin.” You sniffed and hiccups were now forming. “What about me? Why was it never my name that you talk about,but vickie?” Then something hit robin, it was a sudden realization. “(Y/n) I was drunk! I didn’t have any control on what I said or did. I swear I didn’t mean any of what I said about vickie or anything about her in general! I-I didn’t know you felt that way, I didn’t know you felt lonely without me. She then started to cry with you. “Well shit buckley, I did feel fucking lonely without you. And then I passed out by just looking at you guys dancing underneath the damn disco ball!!” You said again. Now that was everything you wanted to say.

You guys just looked at each other,in tears. Red eyes, runny nose, just silence. Your body ached a lot more, but as soon as you could lay down-Robin hugged you. A warm hug. You couldn’t push her away, you didn’t have enough energy to do so. All she did was hug and whisper in your ear,” I’m so sorry baby.” That’s all you needed to hear. An apology. You gripped her back and started sobbing, you just wanted her attention laid on you and only you. A warm hug and an apology, that was what you needed. “I won’t ever make you feel that way again,ever.” She said,bringing you closer onto her chest. You could feel her heartbeat continue to gradually speed up. You rubbed her back and comforted her while she did the same.

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Little side story now: Steve was against the door, hearing every single word. Just eavesdropping. He smiled and opened the door to see you guys hugging. “Now ladies, after we patched some things up. Shall we eat?” Steve was holding a tray full of snacks and fruits. Making you and Robin feel a lot better. It was silence for a few minutes until Steve said “you know (y/n), I heard you moaning robins name last night. What was that all about?” Steve threw a grape in the air and it fell right into his mouth. Your face turned red, and so did robins. “You did what now?” Robin looked at you with a raised eyebrow and a smirk. “Look I didn’t mean it-“ you said, while both Robin and Steve laugh at your bright red face. “Guys,that’s not funny” and eventually you laughed along with them.

@robinbuckleyluvr (as promised,you got tagged <33)

#robin buckley #robin x y/n #robin x you #stranger things #robin x reader #angst with a happy ending #maya hawke #robin fluff #new fanfic #robin angst #actors of stranger things #angst #new upcoming robin fanfic #steve harrington #platonic steve x reader #steve x reader #mommy steve #i love angst

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kpop-stories-21 · 2 years

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Sweet Comfort

Group: Stray Kids

Pairing: GN!Reader x Han Jisung

Word Count: 1k

Genres + AUs: Non-Idol AU, Angst, Fluff, Established relationship

Trigger Warnings: Mentions of death, reader is mourning a family member, reader is slightly depressed

Tags: @kpop---scenarios @jeonrose @skittlez-area512 @umbralhelwolf @mybiasisexo @skeletor-ify @biaswreckingfics @bloopbloopkai @trashlord-007 @liliesofdreams @rdiamond2727

A/N: This is my entry for @neo-shitty 's 24/8 drabble collab. This is my first time writing for a collab, so I'm rather excited about it. Also, this is the first time in awhile I've written something that's mainly fluff, so I apologize if it's a bit lackluster.

Masterlist

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You sit at your desk unmoving, staring off into nothingness while your mind runs wild with countless thoughts, none of which are even remotely good. You don't even notice your boyfriend coming to sit beside you until hands grip your arms and gently shake you back to reality.

"Y/N, are you okay?" Jisung peers over at you, concern etched into his features.

You frown, not sure how to answer since there's no way he'd be satisfied with "I'm fine." You're not fine, and both of you know it.

"I don't know, Jisung." You sigh, glancing at the chemistry textbook in front of you with disinterest. "I'm not really sure how I feel right now."

The brown-haired male smiles understandingly and wraps his arms around you, engulfing you in a warm hug that melts away some of your stress. He kisses the top of your head, then leans back a little so he can see your face.

"How about we take a break from studying and go grab a bite to eat?"

You smile a little when your stomach lets out an approving growl, effectively answering the question for you.

Jisung laughs cutely and stands up. "That settles it! Grab your bag and we'll go, I have a special place I wanna take you."

You glance at him curiously, wondering exactly where this "special place" is. As you begin getting ready, a tendril of excitement starts to worm its way through the blanket of emotion at the forefront of your mind.

A few minutes later you walk out of yours and Jisung's shared room, dressed fairly warm to combat the cool autumn temperatures. As you pass into the kitchen, you see Jisung standing by the back door with a huge grin on his face. You can't help but smile back, your boyfriend's natural charm too strong to resist even on a day like this.

Once in the car, you look at Jisung expectantly. "So, where are we going?"

He grins mischievously. "That, my love, is for me to know and you to find out."

Your curiosity sufficiently piqued, you fall silent, opting to examine your surroundings and see if you can determine where he's taking you. After about fifteen minutes you give up, deciding to take a short nap instead.

Jisung smiles when he sees you doze off. He's happy to see you finally getting some rest, considering you've hardly slept a wink since the funeral two weeks ago. He really hopes this trip can help take your mind off things, if only for a little while.

You are awakened a little later by Jisung gently rousing you. "We're here." He says, smiling at you. You sit up, shaking your head to clear the grogginess from it.

You take in your surroundings, noticing you have ended up at the small park near your house. You remember coming here almost every day back when you and Jisung first started dating.

Jisung comes around and opens your door for you. "This way." He takes your hand and leads you down a small, well-trodden path. After a short walk, you step into a wide clearing and your heart fills with emotion as you realize where Jisung has brought you.

The sun is bright in the cloudless sky, casting sharp shadows on the small wooden bench where Jisung first asked you to be his partner three years ago. Laid out in front of the bench, on a large checkered blanket, is all the makings of a picnic lunch.

"Oh Jisung…" You breathe out, touched by the sweet gesture. He grins widely, wrapping an arm around your shoulders as the two of you approach the bench.

Taking seats on the blanket, you use the curved edge of the bench as a backrest as you begin to dig in. The meal is light, but still filling: cheese & roast beef sandwiches, small bowls of broccoli cheese soup (complete with plastic spoons), and a thermos of peach iced tea to share.

As you eat, the two of you begin to reminisce back to your highschool years. "Remember sophomore year when Hyunjin got arrested for beating up that guy who was stalking his sister?"

You nod, chuckling. "Yeji was mortified, but we all knew she was glad he did it. Hikaru was a certified creep, and way too old to have any good reason for being interested in her."

Another memory pops up, making you laugh heartily before sharing it. "Remember exam week junior year? Felix and Minho thought playing a prank every day would help the students relax, but all it did was get them grounded. They had to take all their exams a week late while stuck in their rooms."

Jisung giggles. "Shame it didn't cure them of their mischievous ways. I still occasionally find feathers stuck in odd places from that one they pulled on us after we got together."

You snort. "God, I was so ready to murder them. I don't know what possessed them to think putting caulk and white feathers all over the house was funny. I'm just glad none of Mom's stuff got ruined."

At the mention of your mother, both of you fall silent. Jisung puts his arm about your waist, pulling you tight against his side. You lean into the gesture, laying your head on his shoulder as tears prick your eyes.

"I miss her." You whisper, voice shaking as you try to control your emotion. "She was my rock after we lost Dad, and now that she's gone I'm the only one left."

Jisung squeezes you gently. "I miss her too. She was like a second mom to me, and I heard my mom often refer to her as her 'sister from another mother'.

You lean up a little and peck his cheek. "Thanks for bringing me here Sungie. This helped a lot, I feel a bit better now."

"Glad I could help, my love." He replies, kissing you softly.

The two of you sit there a little longer, soaking up the sun, before packing things up and returning home.

On the drive home, you realize it has helped, spending time with Jisung like this. You're able to put some things into perspective, and you feel like things might start to get better from now on.

With Jisung by your side to offer sweet comfort when you need it, you feel ready for whatever life might throw at you next.

#thekpoparchives #ficscafe #stray kids #han x oc #stray kids fluff #stray kids han #han jisung #han jisung fluff #maturefanfic #21+#au #fanfic

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gladoswantscake · 1 year

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Bearer of Bad News || David Mason

Warnings: Spoilers after the mission Suffer With Me

A/N: Holy heck it’s been a year since I properly wrote a oneshot or wrote anything (besides the very short bo2 headcanons). No joke, but I believe I’ve had this oneshot in my drafts for over a year 💀 but it’s about time that I finish it up and post it. My mental health hasn’t been well for the past several months. I’ve been dealing with some serious stuff from my last relationship, but I’m getting the help that I need. I hope things will get much better from here on out. Anyways, enjoy.

Available on Wattpad // AO3

Another night all by yourself. It’s been a while since you and David spent the night together. The two of you kept tabs on each other every evening. The phone calls would last longer than twenty minutes. There was always something new to talk about from David while your life was the same since he left. David encouraged you to go out more often rather keeping the same work and then home routine everyday.

“I worry about you, David.” You sit on your bed with your phone to your ear. “I worry that one day you won’t return home.”

“There’s no need to worry about that ever happening.” He pauses. “There’s been one thing that’s been on my mind for a while... Do you remember how you always talked about wanting to start a family?” David’s voice grows with excitement.

With David being away from home most of the time, the two of you agreed to wait awhile until the time was right. A large grin appears on your face as you nod in response to his question. “I remember.”

"Well after this mission, I plan to settle down with you.”

“That’s great. I’m happy to hear that and happy to know that I’ll be seeing you more often.”

“And I can’t wait to run my hands all over that lavish body of yours.” He chuckles lightly. “Anyways, I got some good news. I’ll be able to come home tomorrow for a few days.”

“Tomorrow? I haven’t cleaned or done anything yet! I mean I’m really happy, but the house is a mess.”

“I understand that, but it can’t be too bad, right?”

You glance around messy bedroom. It was messier on your side than David’s. “All that I’ve been doing is working and going straight home. I haven’t really had the time to do much since I have hardly any energy at the end of the day.”

“No need to worry about it. Besides I was planning on taking you out once I get back in town. You decide which ever nice restaurant you want to go to. Or if you don’t want to go anywhere, we can stay home. Tomorrow night will be all about you.”

The thought of you dressing up and going out into town made you feel like life was worth something to look forward to once again. “I’ll decide on something once when you get back.”

“Sounds good. Go get some rest now. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”

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(The next day)

The dreadful heat wave finally died off in the late June summer evening. You just finished deep cleaning the whole house to prepare for David’s return home after being away for several months.

Anytime he’ll be back. You killed some time by jumping into the shower and taking your time to clean yourself up and put some comfy clothes on and waited for his arrival.

Some time has passed now. Whatever was on TV made you grow bored and impatient. It must be the traffic. You checked the time on your phone: 9:57 p.m. You sent him a short text to check up on him. As much as you don’t like attempting to make phone calls or message him while he’s on the road, you worried. It’s been months since you’ve last saw each other, and he was only going to be in town for a few days.

The message you sent was read by him. A wave of relief. Then a message popped up.

“I won’t be home for another 20 minutes. I’m sorry it’s taking so long. I’ll get there as soon as I can. Love you.” The text read.

The amount of cleaning and rearranging the house all day made it impossible for you to stay awake any longer. You turned off the TV and made your way to the bedroom. Not long after you laid in bed, the sound of a car engine grew louder from outside. He was finally home.

Soft footsteps made its way towards the bedroom and a quiet creaking sound of the bedroom door opening. The bed sinks from the opposite side of you and a hand lays on your shoulder.

“Are you awake?” The quiet voice made you open your eyes. You slowly shifted your body over to see David leaning over you. His hand moves to your hair and his thumb strokes your forehead.

“I am now.” You respond with a tired smile. “I’d thought that you’d be here earlier.”

“I would have,” He leans in to give you a kiss. “But something got in the way.” He sighs, standing up to remove his jacket. “I went to go visit Woods today before I left.”

“Everything went well between the two of you?” You sat up to watch him put his handgun in his nightstand drawer.

David slowly closes the drawer. “For the most part.” He looks at you. You could make out that his mood changed by the look of his downhearted face in the dark bedroom. For as long as you’ve known David, he wasn’t the best at lying, but he was good at hiding his emotions from you. This time, he didn’t bother hiding them.

“Did something happen today, David? You seem upset.”

He shook his head. “I’m not upset. It’s just... been a long day is all.” He gives you a reassuring smile in attempt to mask his sadness.

You didn’t buy his excuse. “I know you’re not okay.” You get out of bed and walk over to him. Your hands reach his face, pulling his face to look at you. His eyes were glistening. He wanted to speak but it looked like he was going to break down any second. “What happened?” You ask.

He wipes his tears with the back of his hand. Every word that came out of his mouth as he tried to speak was choked sobs, but you managed to catch was Woods and killed him. You’ve never seen him like this ever.

As soon as you ushered him to the bed he broke down, digging his face into your stomach as he latched onto your waist. “There’s no need to say anything right now. Just let it all out and tell me later.” Your hands run across his clothed back and up to his head to let your fingers run through his hair.

It felt like so much time has passed after he broke down. “David?” His head perks up revealing his nose and eyes were sore from his weeping. You frown at his broken state. Hands cradle his face as your thumbs wipe away the remaining tears. “Go get cleaned up and then we’ll talk.” He nodded in reply.

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“So, your Uncle Frank killed your father?” Your arms were wrapped around David’s exhausted body as his head rested on your sternum. A hand runs through his short brown hair.

“It was an accident. He thought it was Menendez. He broke the news today.” He pauses. I’m sorry you waited for me to come back in a mess.”

Your finger hooks underneath his chin, forcing him to look up at you. “Don’t ever say that again, David. It’ll be a mess if you don’t come back home. So, promise me that you’ll come back in one piece?”

You earned a smile from your lover. “It’s a promise.”

#call of duty #cod #cod oneshots #call of duty black ops 2 #black ops 2 #david mason #my creation

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comm-caribou · 1 year

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Chapter Thirteen: Angel:

Word Count: 1.8k

Warnings: none (let me know if I missed any!)

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“We found her. Calico is sending the report.”

Relief washed over Cooper as he headed straight to Hardwire and the others.

“We’re almost done,” Shadow whispered, “what if they can’t find her?”

“They’ll find her,” Boomerang said, “they’re the best scouts in the Republic.”

“All the scouts claim that right.” Grimm muttered.

“Vod,” Fury lowly warned, “not the time.”

“Seriously,” Mirage growled, “what is wrong with you?”

“Not worth it, Raj,” Coyote stated.

Cooper cut through the group, straight to Hardwire who was disassociating right in the middle of their circle.

“Hardwire,” he said softly, “they found her.”

Hardwire turned his head slowly, meeting his eye, “is she okay?”

Cooper opened up his datapad, “according to this, they think she has a broken leg. Won’t be on her feet for awhile.”

Hardwire exhaled, “at least she’s found and alive.”

Cooper nodded, “we’re almost finished here, but I got one gunship that’s ready to go retrieve them. May I suggest sending Boomerang and Mirage with that gunship?”

“Fury too,” Mirage cut in.

They all turned to him.

“What?” Mirage asked, “he’s her friend.”

“Practically her pet,” Boomerang joked.

Cooper shifted his gaze to Fury, who only offered a half smile and shrug.

“Okay,” Cooper sighed, “and Fury too.”

Hardwire nodded, then pointed to Coyote, “you’re in charge.”

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The first time Digger laid his eyes on his new General’s face was in the mess hall.

He was sitting with his squad, listening to Zombie talk about his date he went on while they all teased him for his inability to stop smiling. The five of them were laughing when Calico put his hand on Digger’s temple, swiveling his head to the pilots’ table.

He knew all the pilots by name, including the new ones and the ones who just found their name. In the middle of that joyful and lively table, there was a girl. Hair that was too light to be brunette, a soft smile on a gentle face, scribbling in a book and passing it back to Dabbler.

“That’s her?” Hound said in awe.

“She’s tiny,” Zombie remarked, “she looks like she’d fit in my pocket.”

“I don’t think she’s that small,” Mutt chuckled.

“She’s beautiful,” Digger smiled, “like an angel.”

“Careful now,” Calico nudged him, “your current boyfriend wouldn’t like hearing you say that.”

“I dumped him,” Digger rested his chin in his palm, “overheard him calling me a play thing.”

“Jerk.” Zombie grunted.

“He’s not worth it,” Mutt started gathering the dirty trays.

“I never liked him,” Calico stated, “he always gave me bad vibes.”

“What vibes does the General give you?” Digger mused.

“Haven’t really spoken to her yet,” Calico tapped his chin, “but if the pilots are fawning over her like that, then she’s got to be good.”

Zombie nodded, “yeah, she’s definitely good.”

That was just before their encounter with General Grievous, before Hound got his leg cut clean off, and before they went back to Kamino temporarily.

Now, they were back and their first big mission was in Digger’s arms. Her face was smooshed tiredly on his chest plate, and muttering incoherently.

“Ain’t she a cutie?” Zombie sighed, “she’s like a little doll. I just want to scoop her up and carry her around.”

“I’d wait until her leg is healed,” Mutt smiled under his helmet, “Hardwire was freaking out when she fell. Almost thought he was going to have a heart attack.”

“I don’t blame him,” Calico undid her crown braid.

“She’s so pretty,” Hound sighed, “Fang was a lucky guy.”

“Fang?” Digger asked. “The trooper who lost his arm? What’s he got to do with her?”

Calico snickered, “well, if you weren’t so busy calling your terrible exes, you’d know the whole battalion was enthralled in the the little lovebirds.”

“You didn’t know?” Mutt turned to Digger, “he was her boyfriend up until he died. When was it? A few weeks ago?”

“Yes.” Calico began redoing her braid. “It was right before we came back.”

Digger turned his gaze back to her, “oh.”

****

The gunship doors opened, and everyone ran out.

Fury lingered for a moment when he saw her asleep in Sergeant Digger’s arms.

He didn’t understand.

She was injured and Digger rescued her, yet it hurt seeing her in his arms.

He shook off the weird pain in his chest, and rushed to help.

“Fury, can you carry her?” Boomerang asked, “you’re the strongest one here.”

“Yes, sir,” Fury knelt down.

Digger lifted his helmet, meeting Fury’s own.

Giving a small nod, Digger moved his arms, like he was passing her off.

Her head tiredly rolled from Digger’s dirt stained armor to his own clean black armor.

Slowly, he stood up, cradling her in his arms.

“I have you,” he said quietly, keeping his helmet’s vocals off.

****

The gunships touched the ground, and blast doors opened into the hanger.

After every mission, it was time to unwind. It was usually slow, with troopers removing their helmets taking their first calm breath. They’d chat about showering, sleeping, and eating as they’d stroll out of the hanger in their little groups.

Instead, Cooper found himself being bumped around by his brothers all asking one question.

“Do you think she’s okay?”

Cooper looked to Max and Squirrel’s gunship, already in its spot with neither of its pilots to be seen.

Hardwire stood silently beside him, helmet still on like a statue.

“Vod?” Cooper waved his hand in front of his visor, “what’s wrong?”

“I just can’t believe that happened,” Hardwire said quietly. “Usually I hold her hand, but I was too busy reading the briefing. I didn’t want to offend the Umbarans considering the tension.”

“I know,” Cooper said, “but the ARFs found her. Now you can go cry for forgiveness even though this is not your fault.”

“But it’s-“

“Not your fault.”

****

To add to Boomerang’s plate of chaos today, Digger was trying to figure out what happened to his ARF medic and ARF technician.

“You two got attacked… by a plant?”

It sounded even more ridiculous coming from Zombie.

“Technically, I was attacked,” Mutt said, “Hound got hurt rescuing me.”

“Umbara,” Boomerang rolled his eyes, “such a bizarre planet. They should put that on their greeting card.”

Digger leaned against the wall, helmet still on listening to a radio station to decompress.

“How was she?” Calico asked Boomerang.

“Her leg isn’t broken, but she landed funny on it causing it to swell like that,” Boomerang checked Mutt’s bruised arm, “definitely a sprain. She’s got some bruising on her back which I gave her pain meds for. Other than that, she’s sleeping it off while every soldier who knows her swarms her.”

“So, everyone?“ Calico smiled.

Boomerang smirked, “pretty much.”

Digger smiled under his helmet.

“She’s really upset though,” Boomerang sighed, “she lost her necklace.”

“Actually,” Digger paused his music, “I found it.”

Boomerang turned looking relieved, “you’re about to be her new best friend.”

****

Opening another crate, Fury took out a handful of books. He flipped through the flimsi, and then brought the stack to the desk.

“I didn’t know these still exist,” Squirrel picked one up, “spines are cracked like she read them a million times.”

“Maybe she has,” Max began putting them on the shelves.

Fury went back to the crates. He still couldn’t believe that she barely made any progress in unpacking her stuff.

Hardwire was sitting on the floor next to her bed; doing reports with one hand, the other holding her’s.

He’l l probably never let go of her hand ever again. Fury thought, taking the clothes out of the crate for Cosmos to put away.

Cooper came in, “everything good in here?”

“She’s sleeping,” Cosmos hung up a dress. “Whatever Boomerang gave her knocked her out cold.”

Cooper nodded, “I’m heading to the mess. Maybe some of you should leave.”

Max nudged Squirrel, “come on, we’ll visit her again when she’s awake.”

Squirrel begrudgingly got up, stealing a quick glance to the bed before they walked out.

“You too, Commander,” Cooper sighed, “leave her be.”

Hardwire looked up pouting like she would.

She’s rubbing off on him.

“She’s got Cosmos,” Cooper stated, “she’s fine.”

Hardwire grumbled, letting her hand go and standing up. He set his datapad down, and pulled the blanket up under her chin and kissed her forehead before picking up his datapad back up again. Then he walked out like nothing happened.

Fury turned to her, then to the now empty doorway, then Cosmos.

“Did he… kiss her?” Fury asked.

Cosmos nodded, “he and I give her forehead kisses all the time.”

“She allows that?“ Fury turned to her, “how does it work?”

“We’re her friends,” Cosmos picked something out of a box, and went to her.

“But… I’m her friend, aren’t I?” Fury said, “and I d-doubt she would want me kissing her.”

Cosmos smirked, “sure, vod. Whatever you say vod.”

****

Heading to the barracks, Digger noticed the General’s door open.

I still have her necklace.

He clicked his teeth, turning off his music.

“You boys get to bed,” Digger instructed, “I’ll be right there.”

They went inside, still talking amongst themselves about wanting their own tank. He continued on to her room, and poked his head around the corner seeing Cosmos sitting at her desk with a datapad.

Digger lightly tapped on the wall, catching the pilot’s attention.

“Sergeant,” he got up, “she’s kind of out.”

“I figured,” Digger turned his helmeted head to her bed, “may I have a quick moment? I won’t wake her.”

Cosmos sighed, then stepped aside.

Digger approached the bed, smiling at how cute she looked hugging an old pink loth-bunny. Her hand was bandaged, and he imagined there was more bandages hidden underneath her blankets and sleepwear.

Digger took off his helmet, and set it down, kneeling next to her bed.

“I know you’re out like a light, Angel,” he said quietly, “but, I know you were looking for this.”

Digger took the necklace out of his belt pocket. He fixed the clasp and wrapped it in cloth to not harm the important item. He unlocked the hook, then slipped it on her neck again where it belonged.

“There you go,” he whispered, brushing her cheek. “All better.”

He collected his helmet, about to leave when Cosmos stepped in front of him.

Cosmos’s gaze remained on the floor.

“Yea?” Digger urged. “What’s up?”

“I know what you’re like, Digger. I know you have a new make out partner or new fling every leave,” Cosmos lifted his gaze, glaring, “she is not one of those.”

Digger held up his hands, “just finishing the job. Rescue the General, make sure she gets her property back.”

Cosmos remained unmoved.

Digger admired him for that.

“I admit, I think she’s pretty,” Digger said, “but I’m not going to go after her. Besides, I have a girlfriend.”

Cosmos rolled his eyes, bumping past him, “shut the door behind you, and don’t touch my friend.”

“Got it,” he said quietly, exiting the room and stealing one last look before shutting the door.

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