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vyglitchcraft · 7 months

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Hi I’d like to request Scorpion, smoke and sub zero with a virgin reader 🫣

Gotcha 😉 imma do this HC + scenario style also since you didn't specify MK1 or 11 i did both (except for Smoke)

Lin Kuei Bros x Virgin!Reader HCs (18+)

MK1 and 11 Kuai Liang, Bi Han, MK1 Tomas Vrbada x Gen!reader (+ bonus Hanzo Hasashi)

Kuai Liang (MK11)

Being in the Lin Kuei is a very isolating life style even compared to the Shaolin monks who live their life purely filled by training, abstinence, and discipline but in the Lin Kuei, everyone you love will either die or turn against you and you can't do shit except just deal with it and move on while leading the others who haven't suffered that fate yet.

You were Kuai's first and he was yours. Although he knew what to do (coming from his older brother who kept bragging about all the women and men he slept with)

Kuai doesn't really like sleeping around, he always wanted to sleep with someone he has a deep connection with but of course after all the shit he went through, he never had time, that is until you came.

Kuai is a gentle lover, cold, stiff, but gentle. He knows his strength so he wouldn't do anything to hurt you. He can read emotions well, for his first time, he's doing VERY well

You held onto the grandmaster's arm tightly, your head rolled back onto the pillow as you see your lover slowly pushing himself against your opening. He was cold but that was expected. He held your head softly, as he broke the barrier and fully pushed himself inside of you. Coolness spread across your whole body yet it was pleasant. He kissed your forehead while he asked your permission to move. You said yes and he started off with a slow but deep pace that pressed against all the right places.

Kuai Liang (MK1)

You were also his first. Although he had some experience dating. The Lin Kuei isn't exactly strict when it comes to relationships. He hated the idea of sleeping around, to him his first should be shared with someone he deems worthy, and after beating him in a spar, he deems you as worthy of his love.

He is a gentle but fierce lover, he isn't self conscious about his abilities to pleasure you. Even for the first time, he's confident that you'll enjoy it.

The day you two decided to do it. He started getting ready, asking his brothers for advice. He prepared everything he might need and made sure that today was perfect and unforgettable. It felt more like a date, a date someone inexperienced planned but it came from the heart so you couldn't care less about the minor details.

He always had some very extreme kinks and fantasies but for tonight, he won't do anything extreme, he'll make sure you'll go there slowly.

Kuai held your hips as he kissed your neck, his lube covered fingers slowly working your hole. Sloppy sounds echo the room with moans and groans following with it at the same time. He slowly pulled his fingers out and spread the remaining lubricant on your opening, you swear it was cold when you started but after a while, the room felt boiling hot. He grinded the shaft of his cock against your opening before slowly pushing it in. You felt like you were going into a fever, a good one. One that you couldn't get enough of, for tonight, the only one who matters is you and him.

Bi-Han (MK11)

Falling in love with the cold embrace of death was certainly not healthy. The two of you dated before Hanzo killed Bi-Han for revenge. You mourned him for years, promising not to take another lover again. That is until you met him now. A shadow of his past life. His voice, his appearance, it was all so different but you know it was him, you could just feel it and luckily he remembers you and the two of you started to date again.

He's rough around the edges, even before he takes your virginity, he always enjoyed doing some sexual acts with you, usually his shadow clone, Saibot, appearing to help while he watches.

His hand is always in your pants and you have to admit, he was very skillful with his hands. Be it rubbing your clothed genitals until your arousal soaked through the fabric of your pants or fingering you until you saw stars. The fact that you never did this with anyone else makes it easier for him to pleasure you, specifically because of your sensitivity.

Saibot would hold you on its lap, its fingers inside of you as Bi-Han sat across you, pleasuring himself.

He laughed as you squirmed under him, his touch was anything but delicate. Luckily he has prepared you for this night. You laid on top of Saibot as it held your legs open. Bi-Han rubbing the arousal soaked underwear that you wore, spreading the natural lubricant around before he rips your underwear off. Inky black marks were left everywhere he touched. He pushed himself inside of you aggressively, not letting your body time to adjust but the pain was so so delicious. He spreads you open even more. You will not be walking after this night.

Bi-Han (MK1)

You weren't his first, that was obvious enough. He dated many, broke as many hearts, slept with even more. But he promised, with you it was different. You'll be the last person he'll date. He will never leave you for someone else, you're different.

Bi-Han is not a gentle lover at all. He's rough, he's egotistical, he's immature at times but you know he loves you, that he is capable of being kind. You were his Achilles heel.

Like his MK11 counterpart, you might be a virgin but you two have done some amounts of sexual activities, usually including ice to your dismay/pleasure. His cold fingers touching you in all the right places was enough to get you hooked onto him for iife and the noises you made did the same to Bi-Han.

For your first time, he'll make sure to claim you far away from peering eyes. Somewhere where only he could see you in such a pathetic manner and only he could hear your pained/pleasured screams

You screamed Bi-Han's name as he pushed another ice cube inside of you. Your virgin hole unable to take such feelings even after all the "training" he made you do. The last cube entered your body right with his cock next. He commanded you to beg for him, it was painful but you loved it, it's why you picked him over anyone else. You begged for him to move, to claim you as his own. He obliged. Letting the melted ice cubes cover his cock, making movements way easier. His cock simply slides in and out like a piece of ice on a frozen lake.

Smoke (MK1)

He had some one off slings here and there but none of them were serious. Bi-Han encouraged him to sleep around with a few people but he never exactly found any of them that pleasurable. Although he thinks it might be because of himself lacking the same skill and charisma as Bi-Han.

When he met you, he swore he heard wedding bells. It was love at first sight. He's a sweet one, never pushing you to do anything. Whether you two have done anything sexual before hand is completely up to you. He doesn't mind letting you take the lead.

When you brought up the idea of sex, he immediately was flustered. Sure it wasn't new to him but this time, it was different, it was romantic. Everything should be perfect right? He was panicking, he couldn't help it, Tomas was both excited and nervous.

Although he seems soft and gentle, be warned, he can get rough. He isn't part of the Lin Kuei for nothing.

Tomas filled his mouth with smoke before kissing you. Tasting your lips and tongue while smoke slowly fills into the space of your mouth. It was spilling out from the gaps of your lips. He praises you, whispering sweet nothings, making sure only you could hear him even through the thin walls of the temple. He slowly pushed your pants down your thighs, he licked his lips before going down, lifting your legs onto his shoulders. His tongue danced against your opening, his spit making you slick before the two of you went into the main attraction. Your fault for encouraging him to take over, of course you didn't regret anything

bonus +

Hanzo Hasashi (MK11)

He was very experienced in terms of romance and sex, he had a wife and son after all. Hanzo is the only person on this list who knows what an actually healthy relationship is like and how to actually make sure your partner is experiencing pleasure.

He takes things slow with you, even for all the anger and rage, he couldn't afford losing another partner. He asks for your approval for almost everything but unlike Smoke, he prefers to lead not to submit. He is simply asking for your consent.

He guides your way through every session. He needs you to get used to the feeling of his touch and he needs to know every single sensitive spot on your body. You could feel his experience, he knows his way through his partner's body. Even if you didn't tell him, just by feeling you clenching around his fingers or your expression, he could tell where he should add pressure and where he couldn't.

For him, he could take the form of Scorpion or Hanzo in bed, whichever you wish. But for your first, you chose Hanzo.

The chain on his kunai wrapped around your body and neck. Your hands on your back, your legs spread open and unable to close. His stare dug into your soul. He analyzed every single detail of your body, the way you reacted from the bondage, the way you looked away in shame seeing that you couldn't hide your arousal from his gaze. He sighed and softly pushed you down on the bed, lining himself up with your opening. He counts down from three, every number making sure to look at your face, as the countdown falls to zero, he pushed himself deep into your body, angled so well that the head of his cock was pressing right against your G-Spot. You moaned out his name, holding onto the bedsheet under you as you begged for him to use you, only him, your first and last.

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universallychaoticpan · 1 year

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Can u do the stages of Dazai and Reader's relationship through Kunikida's POV like from enemy/strangers to friendship to lovers♥️

This had been on my had for days and maybe you might like this idea. Imma write this down before I go to sleep bc I'm tired af😭.

You have no idea how much I loved writing this, it was so fun. Ugh I absolutely love it!! Sorry it's taken so long so get it out, but I hope you enjoy it regardless. Come back anytime. <33

I suggest listening to lovers rock by tv girl to set a nice little mood <3

(reader is gn)

Fukuzawa hadn't lied at all; you were a perfect addition to the agency. Even after just meeting you, Kunikida could tell: smart, accomplished, adept at combat, extensive knowledge in both weapons and hand to hand combat, plus a near deadly control over your ability- you were a dream. You were hardworking and on top of it all, shockingly, amazingly, seemingly immune to Osamu Dazai.

Now, you didn't dislike the man. You just weren't one to fawn over him or giggle like a schoolgirl any time he winked at you. You never really understood the girls who would fall all over themselves when he flirted with them, plus, since he flirted with anyone what was the point in giving in? To him, there were a million people like you; you were just another pretty face to him. So you made it your mission to never fall for his charms.

Unfortunately for Kunikida, neither of you quite understood how stubborn you both could be.

After three months, you found you liked him more than you thought. He made you laugh, with his stupid jokes and his antics. You found you liked being his friend. You would go out drinking with him, he would embarrass you in public until you shrieked with laughter, face burning red with your blush. He would make up nonsense songs to make you laugh and you would foil his attempts at flirting with yet another waitress each time you ate together. Quickly, you found yourself calling him your best friend- something that horrified Kunikida in quite a funny manner.

And after six months, Dazai realized something terrible- something awful, sweet, lovely and terrifying all at once. Osamu Dazai realized he was falling for you. He was falling faster than he could save himself, faster than he could stop it; he was falling for his best friend with the stunning smile, the sharp wit that would bite him playfully if he got to close, the pretty laugh and those eyes that melted him from the inside out.

Worst of all, he knew you would never believe him if he told you.

But Kunikida saw it all. He saw how Dazai's eyes would soften ever so slightly when you would walk in, how he would try to be close to you, how he would volunteer to do the most mundane tasks as long as it meant doing them with you. He saw the new way his lip would curl gently at the edges when he smiles at you, a smile different than his usual rakish grin. And god was it painful to watch. He nearly felt bad for the man, and he would if it wasn't so funny to watch. Kunikida wouldn't deny it was just the slightest bit entertaining to observe you.

Nearly a year had gone by since you had first met; nearly a year since you had promised yourself to never fall for him. Nearly a year since he had met you, clueless to the fact that you would change his life without even trying. And everyone could tell it was driving him mad; everyone, or so it seemed, except for you. A fact that Kunikida doubted to the extremes.

"They probably have figured it out by now," he muttered, sipping his drink as a moan sounded from Dazai. "They're quite intelligent, you know. Perceptive, too."

"Shut up," Dazai muttered, lifting his head from off the bar. "Don't tell me that like I don't already know it."

Kunikida shrugged. "Just checking. But in any case, what are you going to do about it?"

"That's just it," Dazai groaned. "Whatever I do, they won't believe it's real; they'll think I just want a fling or a one night stand and it would kill me to loose them over something so stupid."

"Well you'd best figure it out soon," Kunikida observed. "Time waits for no man."

And it hurt knowing he was right. It hurt Dazai, a dull throb forming in his chest because it was true; no one waited forever. No opportunity stayed open for long. So he shook Kunikida's hand, walked out of the bar, and turned for the direction of your apartment.

"Good luck, you lovestruck bastard."

You were alone when the knock at the door came; alone, your pajama pants sitting deliciously on your skin, a glass on wine barely held between your fingers. You felt the buzz of the stuff, warm and sweet, spreading through your body as you walked over the door, and opened it.

Revealing your best friend, panting with cheeks brushed pink from the night air. He ran a hand through his messy dark hair and you cocked your head slightly, your lips quirking up into a curious smile.

Oh that smile-

"What's the occasion for this lovely visit?"

He swallows hard, hands fiddling nervously as he tries to decide whether to move closer or not. But you choose for him, resting a hand on his shoulder, stepping so close your have to look up slightly for your concerned eyes to meet his.

"are you alright? Dazai, what's happened, is everything ok?-"

"Do you trust me?"

"What kind of question is that, of course I-"

"No. Do you trust me."

You looked into those eyes, and-

oh.

"Of course I do," you whispered.

And those were the last words you uttered before his hand lifted your face to his and his lips shaped themselves perfectly against yours. That was all you had to say before he stole the breath from your lungs with that kiss, a sigh leaving you so sweetly it made him fall for you again, more and more- he would devote himself to memorizing every sound that fell from your lips, give you every second if his life if that's what it took, as long as you promised to never take your touch away from him.

You smiled when you pulled away, lips still parted, laughing ever so slightly as you pulled him inside by the hand.

And when you walked into the office together the next morning, chatting and smiling like always, most people wouldn't have batted an eye.

But Doppo Kunikida wasn't most people. And even he had to indulge himself in smirking in the way Dazai followed at your heels like a puppy. Because even though you were not the first to fall for his charms...

you were the first to get him to fall for yours.

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aalyssah · 2 years

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Pairing: Mom's!Bestfriend!Wanda x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Angst/Fluff. Smut. Choking, Degrading,Dildo, Fingering, Humiliation, Mommy Kink, Praise, Vibrator, and maybe more.

Word Count: 3,740

Summary: You Mom's best friend has taking a liking in you.

A/N: Your Mom is Natasha. Hope you enjoy!

You just graduated college and you were going to see your mom. You were excited to see her because the only time you talk to her is through phone.

Her best friend Wanda has been living there after a nasty breakup with her ex-boyfriend Vision. She was a beautiful women last time you've seen her. She took your room so you don't know what she did to it before you left.

You pulled up through the drive through seeing two cars. You walked up to the door and unlocked it with the key. You instantly saw the difference between now and before you left. Pictures of you and your mom and Wanda was there.

"OMG SWEETIE. I MISSED YOU!" You heard your mom yelled. She grabbed you, pulling you in a tight hug. "M-mom I c-can't b-breathe." You said struggling to say the sentence "Oh I'm sorry I just missed you!" She said letting you go.

"God you're so pretty." She played with your hair a little "Thanks Mom." That's when Wanda walked in. "Omg! Hey Lyubov you look so pretty!" You looked at Wanda and felt like you were gonna creme your panties.

Wanda was even more beautiful than before. Her brown/red color hair falls down her shoulders, the way her green eyes lighten up when she saw you, her body looked perfect in outfit.

You were stunned "Sweetheart you remember Wanda? Right?" You mom said snapping you out of your thoughts. "Y-yeah. Hi Wanda." You were probably a blushing mess. Silence filled the room as you and Wanda looked at each other.

"So, are you hungry?" Your mom broke the silence "Yes. I haven't ate anything since last night." You answer honestly. You knew how your mom was when you didn't eat food. "Y/n you know you should be eating." She scolded you lightly. You just smiled as she walked into the kitchen.

You sat on the couch and Wanda followed you "Well, how was college?" Wanda tried making conversation "Um it was good." Another silence filled the room. Your eyes trailed down her body as her jean fit perfectly around her waist and her black shirt showed her curves.

She watched as your eyes roamed over her. She felt like a goddess being observed by you and she couldn't help but, do the same. This was the woman that helped your mom raise you.

She was practically your second mom and the thoughts you had of this woman were wrong. "I made you favorite!" Your mom came in with some food "Awe thanks mom you didn't have too." You started eating the food moaning at the taste.

"So you got a boyfriend yet?" Your mom said making you choke on your food "Mom!" You yelled blushing "What? I just wanna know if my daughter have a love interest?" You ignored the question and changed the subject "Well mom where do I sleep?" You asked.

"Um I'm sorry Wanda is in your room. You could take the couch or-" You cut her off "Oh no! I'm not sleeping on that rock I'll just sleep with Wanda." Over the years you've slept on that couch and all it causes is back problems.

You would rather take the risk sleeping with Wanda than back problems. You looked at Wanda and saw her smiling at you. It gave you butterflies but, you pushed them away.

"I know we need a new couch it hurts my butt!"Your mom agreed. You finished your food "Imma go get my bags out the car." You got up and made your way to your car. You grabbed bags and felt a hand on your shoulder.

Jumping you turned back and saw Wanda inches away from your face. "Your mom told me to help you." She smiled. You just stood there like an idiot staring at her. You mumbled a 'thanks' and walked away.

Wanda was still at the car smiling 'Soon you will be mine." She thought grabbing your bags.

Later In The Day

You were sitting on the hard couch and your mom walked in. "Y/n me and Wanda are going to go in the hot tub. Do you wanna go?" You shot up fast "Wait! You have a hot tub?!" You asked surprise "Yeah we got it a couple of months before you left." You said 'Yes' and ran to change into your bathing suit.

You walked out and your mom and Wanda was already in. As you slowly got closer you could see Wanda's bathing suit. It revealed her big breast and you could fully see her hourglass figure. Her skin looked like it was glowing.

You stepped in and moaned "Wow this feels relaxing!" You smiled putting your head back "It really is! Especially after a long day at work." Your mom said "Or if your body is sore." Wanda added.

Her voice was smooth when she is relaxed. There was a comfortable silence for a couple of minutes. "How old are you now Y/n?" Wanda asked breaking the silence "20" You said. "Oh, I'm sorry I missed your birthday, I'll have to give you a late present." She suggested "You don't have to but thanks." You smiled gratefully.

"Dang it was just like yesterday you were 18 packing your bags to go to college." She said making your mom 'hmm' in agreement "They grow up so fast." You rolled your eyes and laughed because of the saying.

"Stop growing up! You're making me feel old!" Your mom playfully yelled making everyone laugh. God! Wanda's laugh will never stop making you have butterflies. "Alright guys I have a meeting tomorrow so I'll turn in early." Nat got out, leaving the two of you alone across from each other.

"Tell me how it feels to be back." She said scooting closer to be beside you"Omg it feels amazing! I misse-" You stopped talking when you felt Wanda's hand touch your thigh. "You missed what?" She asked looking at you like she wasn't doing anything.

"I-uh my mom." You stuttered "Yeah did you miss your mommy?" You almost choked on air because of the way she was talking to you. While in college you've had a mommy kink and your friends would tease you about it so, when Wanda said 'Mommy' you were about to die.

"Y-yes." You said looking around making sure your mom wasn't near "What's wrong Y/n? You don't like my touch?" She asked tilting her head to the side. "I-I I'm tired." You quickly got up, rushing to you and Wanda's shared room. You grabbed clothes from your bag and went to take a shower.

Wanda's POV

Y/n is so shy and it's cute. I can hear her thoughts and she's always think of me in the most sexual ways possible and I'm starting to loose my cool.

I just want to know what she would look like laying down on her back with me worshipping her pretty pussy but, I don't wanna break Natasha by fucking her daughter so it's confusing. To say that I'm in love with my best friends daughter is wrong but, when it's Y/n we can let it slide.

I got out the tub and went inside to the room I'm supposed to share with her. I saw her underwear from what she was wearing this morning and took it. I sniffed it and smiled. She smelled like heaven and she probably tastes like it.

I sleep in a bra and panties so I changed and laided down waiting for Y/n to come to bed. That's when I heard the bathroom door open.

You walked out in shorts and a long shirt and saw Wanda waiting in bed. She smiled at you patting the right side of the bed. You slowly walked over and lifted the covers to see her only in a bra and panties and you couldn't take your eyes off.

It was like a her body was a magnet and your the metal. Your attracted. You laid down and turned so your back was facing her. She draped her arm over your side and you tensed up.

"Why so tense Malysh?"(My Love) When she spoke Russian it was so hot, it was almost like she knew everything you liked. You brushed her off and went to sleep.

Wanda's POV

I was getting kind of tired of Y/n pushing me off. I know she wants it but, she was playing hard to get. Maybe for the sake of her mom but, if she wasn't gonna give me what I wanted, I will take it.

I pulled the blanket off her and slowly pulled her shirt up. I could see the imprint of her nipples hard and perky. I squeezing them gently making sure she didn't wake up and she let out a moan.

It was so hot, my hand went to her butt rubbing and squeezing it wondering what it would be like to spank it. I slowly pulled her shorts off making sure she didn't wake up. Once they were off I finally got a good look at her underwear.

A red cotton set that matches her bra with a bow in the front, at this point she must be teasing me. I could see the wet patch from her. I slowly rubbed it making her jump. I secretly wanted her to wake up so, she can see what's happening.

The way her body reacted to her being sleep was making me me imagine how it would be if she was awake. I had enough teasing and pulled them down.

I was met with her pretty puffy pussy that was glistening on the lights from her wetness. I moaned at the sight and dragged my finger up her slit and put it to my mouth.

Just as I thought she tasted sweet. I could tell that I would be addicted to her without even having to eat her out. I leaned down and licked a strip along her slit. She moaned a little and moved but, I held her hips down.

I began sucking on her lips and used my hand to rub slow circles on her clit. She tasted so good and at this point I didn't care if she woke up. I stuck my tongue in her and sucked. That's when she started stirring out of her sleep.

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You drifted out of your sleep to hear sucking noises? You opened your eyes and was met with the dark but, you felt something down there. You pulled the covers off and almost screamed but, Wanda put her hand on to your mouth.

She took her mouth off you. "Shh you wouldn't want your mom walking in on us, would we?" She smirked dipping her moth in your core. You rolled your eyes to the back of you head. You felt ashamed.

The women was like your second mom and she was eating you out in the room next to your Mom. "Darling don't feel ashamed you like this." She said trying to convince you.

She pushed two fingers in you "Ahh-" you tried not to moan but, your body was betraying you. "God you sound so pretty." Wanda praised you. She increased her speed plunging her fingers in and out of you. She brought her mouth back to your clit licking and sucking on it.

"I-I" You struggled to get out "Use your words." Wanda urged you. "I-I need to c-cum." You felt disgusted saying that but, your body says otherwise. You've been focusing on college and not your sexual needs this felt way too good.

"Good girl." She praised as you came undone. Shaking uncontrollably and whining. You mumbled 'Thank You' over and over again. "Mommy's got you." She assured. Grabbing a rag and cleaning the mess you made. You were too fucked out to understand anything so you just sat there and let her clean you up.

"You did so good for me." She praised brushing hair out you face "Goodnight Lyubov." She said holding you so your back is against her stomach.

Next Morning

You woke up and instantly felt guilt. You remember what happened and you felt horrible. Your moms best friend fingered you with her in the next room. That was a one time thing and it will never happen again or it won't be talked about .

"Good morning Y/n." Wanda said beside you smiling. You tried getting out of her hold but, she didn't let up. "What's wrong why are you running from mommy?" She asked running circles on your back. "Wanda what we did last night was a mistake! It can't happen again!"

You said serious but Wanda just smiled.

"Sweetheart you weren't saying that last night." She teased you "Wanda I'm serious!" "So am I. Y/n I'm going to tell you right now that, that wasn't the last time we're doing that." Her expression change from smiling to serious. "Why are you denying me? You could barley form a sentence last night." She told you.

You heard enough and needed air so you wiggled out her hold and went outside. You felt like you're the reason your mom isn't gonna trust you anymore but, it wasn't entirely your fault. You thought about what Wanda said 'This isn't the last time.'

When you were a teenager you always thought she was beautiful but, never this way. You do gotta admit it felt good but, it was wrong. You needed advice and There's only one person that can help you.

Your. Mom.

It might sound crazy but, she knows how to help so you were gonna ask her what to do. She was at the meeting so all you had to do was wait and make up a story to hide y'all names.

In The Afternoons

Natasha walked in and saw you on the couch looking worried. "Hey, what's wrong." She asked putting her bags down. "Mom I need some advice." "Ok what's up?" She said listening. "So my friend Jamie's mom has a best friend name Tracy and Jamie likes Tracy but, Jamie doesn't want to mess up Tracy and her mom's relationship. What should Jamie do?"

Natasha paused for a second trying to think of something to say "Well, if Tracy makes Jamie happy then they should stay together because if the Mom also trusts Tracy then she should let them be together." She said "O-ok thanks Mom." You got up and hugged her.

"No problem." She hugged back "By the way Wanda wanted me to tell you to get ready because she is going to take you to get your birthday present." You rolled your eyes "I told her she didn't have too." You said going to the room "She won't take 'no' for an answer."

You went and got dressed and waited for her. Wanda came in staring daggers at your body "Ready to go?" You nodded and went to the mall.

"Go on baby and pick anything you want." You felt your heart tug at the pet name "Don't call me that." You mumbled walking away. You felt a sharp pain to your head only for it to be Wanda grabbing your hair "Don't talk back to mommy." She let you go and you went to a clothes store.

Meanwhile Wanda went to a sex shop and got you a "Little" present. You finished and she paid and y'all went home.

Your mom had to work all night again so it was just you and Wanda. "Show me what you got Lyubov." She said. You grabbed the shopping bag and pulled out the clothes and started showing her. You finished smiling "I got you something too." She said making you excited "Ooo! What is it?"

She pulled out a box and gave it to you. You opened the box and felt your face heat up. It was a dildo and vibrator. "Do you like it?" She asked smiling. "I-uh-" She turned mean so fast

You don't like it?" She said, her eyes started glowing red.

"No no I like it." You let out an awkward laugh "Oh yeah? Good, good." Her eyes turned back normal. "How about we try it out?" She said making your eyes grow "W-what?" You couldn't believe she would buy you this and use it on you.

"D-did I s-stutter?" She mocked . "No." You mumbled "No what?" She asked "No mommy." You mumbled "Good girl now come on and let's go to the room." She guided you to the room and laid against the head board.

"Come here." She said patting the spot between her legs. You made your over and sat there. She spread your legs and traced circles around the waist band of your panties "Are you gonna be good for mommy?" She asked.

You stayed silent. As much as you wanted it, thoughts just came to your mom. "Don't think about your mom, think about your mommy." She said taking off your pants and panties.

Her hands played with your clit, smirking as you squirmed around "Tell me to stop. Tell me you don't want me." She urged you, but you couldn't. Truth be told, you wanted to fuck her, but you would be betraying your mom.

She didn't get a responds so she slowly ran her finger up and and down your slit and enter you with a groan "God you feel so tight. Imagine if I had a dick. There would be mini me's and you's running around." She said making you moan.

"Oh you like this? So much for being a mom's girl. Your mommy's little baby." She said grabbing the dildo and pushing it in you. "Mommy." You breathy moaned. "How does it feel?" You were too busy focus on the dildo plunging in and out of you.

“We just started at your fucked out already?" She teased going slower "Wouldn't want you cumming too early." She said "You whine from getting your orgasm taken away "Hey we don't whine around here." She said slapping your clit making a wet noise and you jump.

She grabbed the vibrator and turn it in the lowest setting "We're gonna work our way to the top." She said rubbing circle with vibrator.

You whine and turn it up to the highest and adjusted it to your liking "Oh wow! I didn't know you like this that much!" Wanda said in surprise.

Your back was against Wanda front body and she was watching as you enjoyed yourself. Watching you get worked up turned her in so she put her hand in her underwear.

She played with her clit. Moan if at the feeling. She couldn't take it anymore so she grabbed the vibrator out your hand and grabbed a strap from the bag and attached the dildo.

She entered you so fast you jerked from the switch. "Gonna take it like a good girl?" You nodded as she pounding into you. She grabbed the vibrator and lit it against your clit making you scream in pleasure.

You laid limp with drool coming out the side of your mouth. She position you into doggystyle "You don't think I'm finished. Do you?" She said laughing "Give me another she said staring back up.

Hours went by and you didn't even notice. The only thing on your mind was the way Wanda was fucking your guts out. Organism after organism came and Wanda didn't dare stop let alone slow down.

Your screams could probably be heard all the way in another continent and that made Wanda even more cocky to keep going.

Natasha's POV

I pulled in the driveway and got my bags out the car. I unlocked the door and was instantly met with the smell of sex. I also heard yelling and moaning.

Suspiciously I walked through the hallway and heard all the noise coming from Y/n's room. I cracked the door and was kind of shocked by what I saw.

Wanda was pounding MY DAUGHTER with a strap on. Y/n looked fucked out. Drool coming out her mouth, Eyes rolled to the back of her head. It looked like they were out of a porno.

I say kind of because I've seen the way Wanda looks at her and how Y/n gets flustered easily. She was never like that before she came back and it only happened when Wanda and her 'runited'. Also, it added with the fact Y/n was asking me about Moms best friend and relationships and when I thought about Wanda and her it all started to make sense.

"WHAT THE FUCK!?"

Y/n's POV

I lost my train of thought because I was getting fucked by Wanda.

“WHAT THE FUCK!?"

That voice, you knew that voice all too well. Your MOM. "M-mo-om?" You struggled to get out. Wanda pulled out looking a nervous scared. She meant to talk to Nat about this. "This wasn't the way I wanted you to find out."

Wanda said breathing heavy. "What do you mean Wanda?! You're fucking my daughter!" Natasha said angrily. "I know I know I'm sorry. It's just we have a connection that you can feel. Yeah I might of raised her like my daughter but, she is more than that to me." Wanda said almost having tears slip out your eyes.

Natasha sighed. "Look Maximoff. I know you better than anyone else and if you make my daughter happy, you make me happy." She said making you breathe other in relief. "But." 'Oh no'. "If you EVER and I mean EVER hurt my daughter I will skin you alive right in front of her. You understand?"

Wanda gulped down a little fear "Oh you won't have to worry about that. This is my little girl." She said thrusting hard in you making you whimper. "I'll let y'all do what you want but, keep it down I'm sleeping." Nat walked out to the bathroom.

You didn't hold back, flipping Wanda over so you’re on top of her and kissing her with so much passion. You bounced up and down, moaning in each others mouth, and making love.

Natasha in the other room wide awake hearing your moans and endless praises coming from Wanda was a proud mother. She didn't care about how loud you were being. All she wanted was for you to be happy.

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not-your-fucking-kacchan · 2 years

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hiii !! i was wondering if u would write a comfort fic with a bakugo x gn!reader where theyre really struggling with taking care of themselves and gone down like a depressive spiral without him knowing until they finally just broke down. i was thinking the reader would have a telekinetic quirk and they never really used it before but they use it all the time to even do simple things. sorry this is so depressing LMAO but i love ur work !! 🖤🖤

Aw! Omg thank you <3 I'm so glad I have such devoted readers on here guys 😭 it really makes me wanna shit and sob and run laps rn abshdnakshbsnx

Also ofc I will :D

I love the angst so you bet imma make this as dramatic as possible

Masterlist <3

Katsuki x GN!Reader- Sink or Swim

You could tell it was getting bad again. You were hesitant to go to class or training, you no longer had any interests in your hobbies, even thoughts of your friends were interrupted by "you know they wouldn't care if they never saw you again."

And on top of that, it's was so, so hard getting out of bed in the mornings, and being motivated get stuff done. You had started being repeatedly late to class and you were skipping meals, convinced that after all of the minimal effort you've put in, you weren't deserving of a hot meal anymore.

You don't deserve a place in this school, and you don't deserve the title of a hero. You're just not good enough.

Almost every week you're introduced to yet another tragically disadvantaged youth who's given life and limb just to have a shot at being a hero, and you can't help but feel so undeserving. What use are you, even? The only quirk you have is telekinesis, and even then, it's really not very strong.

Your best friend and partner, Katsuki Bakugou, hasn't even realised just how bad things have been getting, and even though you know you're being a little harsh for expecting him to know when things are wrong even when you haven't talked about it, you can't help but feel a little upset.

During the next week or so, your foul mood only gets worse, and when you realise that your friends are actively trying to avoid you, that's when you break.

They were only giving you a little space because they thought you were having a rough time, and they didn't want to set you off since they knew they could be a rowdy group. It was Mina and Denki who thought it would be best, since they both haven't had the best of luck with sensitive people, and this proves it even more.

You spend the week stuck in your room, not coming to class and instead spending your time staring at the wall of your room, the drab, grey surroundings being a perfect match for what you're feeling.

It's Friday, and your room hasn't seen the light of day since Saturday. You've been crying every day into the soft plush that Katsuki won for you at a fair on his first try, despite your many attempts. You had refused to use your quirk because it wouldn't have been a real win. He'd found that kind of adorable. Stupid, but adorable.

Katsuki had come knocking on your door a few times, but every time you had sent him away with an "I'm sick, babe. I'll be better soon..." Or something along those lines. At this point though, he was at his fucking limit.

"Open the door before I blast it off its fucking hinges. Let me see you! You know being sick isn't a fucking excuse when we've got recovery girl! I've kept Sensei off your ass for a fucking week already, now let me see my fucking partner! I'm worried about you- you're not sick, did you think I'm some kind of dumbass?!"

Your bottom lip wobbles as you listen to him banging on your door. Of all things, you could probably learn to live with not deserving your dream carreer or your place in this school, but not him. The thought that you don't deserve him eats at you every fucking day.

He goes well above and beyond for you, and why? Because you're lucky enough to have caught his attention? It makes you feel physically sick to think about all of the other people out there that could give him more than you ever have. Maybe you should stop running from him though.

Ever so slowly, you get up out of bed, dressed in one of his loose shirts and a baggy pair of sweats. And when you finally open the door, Katsuki can really take in how much you've let yourself fall apart. You really do look sick, but not with the flu, and it breaks his fucking heart.

Immediately his eyes are glossed over and filled with remorse at the fact that he hasn't been here for you, and he opens his arms for you, ushering you into a hug that's far gentler than any other he's given you. It feels so good.

"Shit... I'm so sorry. I'm sorry I wasn't here. Fuck."

"It's not your fault!"

He squeezes you tighter as you cry into his chest. It's times like these that you thank your lucky stars for being shorter than him, because it makes him the best person to hug, and one of his hands buries itself into your tangled hair as he pets you, slowly guiding you back into your room.

You couldn't have asked for a better boyfriend.

He spends the rest of the day cuddling you, your legs tangled together under the sheets while you nap and he watches over you. And you're not surprised when, the day after, he's forcing you to get up out of bed.

"Get up, lazy ass!"

"Noooo!-"

It makes a rather comical picture as he's got one hand around your ankle while you mock tears and cling to the bed frame, struggling against your much stronger boyfriend when he tries to drag you out of bed.

"Help me clean this ugly ass room! Dumbass! If you love me you'll help clean this pig sty!"

"God! Fine! It's not that big a deal- please!"

He finally lets you go and gives you an unimpressed look, since you can't even see the floor in the mess you've let collect, and as you get up and trip over a sock, he only snorts in amusement, giving you that "I told you so" look.

He really does help to distract you from your feelings when you're with him, and every time you try to thank him for it you're met with a chaste kiss to the lips, which has you blushing and stuttering in seconds. He could never get tired of that sight.

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princess peach | d. ricciardo

pairing: dad!daniel ricciardo x mom!reader word count: 2.2k words request: yes, by an anon: “soooooo we need a baby ric #2 announcement fic now dont we??? its onyl right.”prompt: running around barefoot + fresh fruits from this prompt list. warnings: fluff, kids, pregnancy, my dream of living on a big farm, language. a/n: i swear to god, at least one of y’all better get my ‘rugrats’ reference bc otherwise imma feel old. also, in this fic this whole mclaren fiasco isn’t happening. just because. danny boy needs a break.

my masterlist / summer of love masterlist / this is a part two of ‘baby ric’

“you want this one?” you asked, looking at henry as he inspected the yellow lemon. he nodded, “okay, give me your hand,” you grabbed his little hand, wrapping it around the fruit, you helped him tug until it separated from the branch. he squealed in surprise, and you laughed, kissing his temple. “great job, henry! can you help me put it in the basket?” you pointed at it, and your little boy tossed it in. “good boy, my love. now let’s get three more.” you instructed, even though you knew he couldn’t comprehend what you were saying, he was only one year old.

now that you finally had some free time, you traveled to the other side of the world, to the farm you’d been working on for years to build and grow. daniel loved america, and he loved spending his time off there, to disconnect from everything and bask in the silence, it was only natural that you decided to buy some land there and build the perfect getaway. the texas heat was unforgiving, but that day was one of the good ones, it was sunny and hot, but not too much.

as usual, henry was sporting a bucket hat. his collection started growing since his first -and only- visit to the f1 paddock, the other drivers, -the younger ones, specially- started gifting henry little hats from their own merch collections. that day’s hat was flower themed.

after picking up the lemons you moved on to the apple tree. it had huge roots and large branches, the leaves gave the spot the perfect amount of shade, which made it the perfect place to sit down and just enjoy the day.

“i think these might be too tall for us, mister,” you said as you stared at the three, holding henry’s hand as he took a few steps around you. since he started walking about two months ago you had to have your eyes on him at all times, “what do you say we go find daddy?” as he heard that last word he looked up at you, making you laugh, “you like that idea?” you asked, turning around so you could walk back to the house. you looked down at henry, watching his little chubby legs on the green grass. he didn’t have shoes on, because he loved feeling the different textures as he walked, his favorite was the wooden floors of the house there in the farm. “babe?” you called as you entered, placing the basket by the door. “call for daddy,” you told henry.

“da!” henry repeated. you let go of his hand, letting him walk wherever he wanted to as you followed him. “da, da,” he kept talking. since the first time he said it, it became his favorite word.

“i hear my mini man,” you turned to the side, watching daniel walking down the stairs that led to the second floor. he walked to you, wrapping an arm around your waist as you leaned into his side. it took henry one second to waddle to you, raising his arms, wanting to be picked up. you started leaning down when dan stopped you, “careful, i’ve got him,” he grabbed henry in his arms, kissing his cheek.

“i’m okay, you know? i’m pregnant, not sick or something,” you said, running your fingers through henry’s hair,

“still, you already do so much for us, you deserve a break.”

“i don’t need a break, i need your help getting apples from the tree, don’t we, henry?” you said, grabbing dan’s hand and leading him outside, grabbing the basket on your way out.

once you got back to the tree, henry started extending his arms, ready to pick the apples he wanted. you sat against the trunk of the tree, watching them toss the fruit into the basket.

“i didn’t mean to upset you,” daniel said, sitting in front of you, as henry played with the fruits he’d collected.

“you didn’t. i know you’re looking out for me, but you’re worse than you were when i was pregnant with henry,” you raised an eyebrow, a soft smile on your face. “i am still me, i can pick up my child if he needs me,” you said, and watched him open his mouth to speak, “she’s perfectly fine, she’s safe, i can still bend down, tie my shoes, play with henry. i’m six months pregnant, not eight and a half.”

“i just… i want you, all of you to be okay.”

“i know, and i love that you worry and care so much about us, but it’s all gonna be okay. we’ll be alright.” you leaned forward, lifting a hand to his cheek and pressing a quick kiss to his lips.

“i’m sorry,” he started, but you shook your head.

“no need. how about… you make it up to me by playing with your son, who’s missed you so much all week,” you grabbed henry by his middle and placed him in daniel’s arms, “while i go and was this up, make some lemonade, and cut these apples up,” it wasn’t much of a question, seeing as you stood up with the basket in your arms and started walking away as they got up.

through the kitchen window, you spotted them. daniel passed a plastic ball to henry, who tried to kick it, but lost his balance and fell on his bum. you paused cutting the apples, watching as henry started crying, but daniel helped him up, hugged him, and they started playing with the ball again. soon enough their loud chuckles invaded the whole farm.

after playing the entire afternoon, the three of you sat against the big apple tree. the shade was just perfect there, and the wind had started picking up. henry was currently holding your phone, too close to his face, daniel’s parents on the other side of the screen as they talked to their grandson. you laughed as dan took your phone from henry, moving it away from his face so he could see them, and so they could see something other than henry’s nose.

“somebody needs a diaper change,” dan said, noticing your baby boy’s focused face and his small frown.

“your turn, dad,” you said, he chuckled. after saying goodbye to his parents, your boys left you for a few minutes, coming back with two glasses of lemonade, and a sippy cup for henry.

“for you, my lady,” dan said, handing you one cup.

“thank you, love,” you smiled. you took a sip, and a few seconds later felt something weird in your belly. “looks like someone likes lemonade,” you placed a hand on your stomach, rubbing it, “come on, girl,” you whispered, wanting to feel her little kicks again.

“she’s kicking?” daniel asked, his eyes bright. you nodded, grabbing his hand and placing it where you felt her movements. “drink some more,” he suggested. after taking another sip you felt it again. “she’s got some powerful legs,” he laughed, you nodded. “come here, henry, feel this,” your baby boy stared at your hands, of course, he had no idea what was happening.

“look, henry, it’s your sister.” you said as daniel pressed henry’s hand on your belly. you drank some more lemonade, and henry looked at you both once his sister started moving. “say hi,”

“da,” henry said, making you laugh.

“say ‘hi, sis’,” daniel tried again.

“sis,” henry repeated. you gasped, since he started talking the only word he’d actually repeat was ‘da’. he’d make other noises, but when asked to talk, he’d just babble or say ‘da’.

“say that again,” you said, opening your camera app and starting recording. “say ‘hi sis’,”

“sis,” he said again, and this time you let out a loud squeal of joy.

“that was so good, henry!” daniel said, lifting him in his arms and kissing his cheek. “that’s your sister right there,” he said, placing henry’s hand back on your belly. “you two are gonna be the best of friends, i can already tell,” he continued speaking softly, you adjusted the camera to capture henry’s wide eyes as he felt his sister kicking, daniel’s bright smile, and the texas sunset of that august day.

“i must say i’m loving the attention,” you laughed, their hands on your belly felt warm, daniel was drawing invisible shapes as henry moved his hands wherever he felt the baby’s kicks.

“you deserve all of the attention, my love. your doing the most marvelous thing right now. i promise you, these next weeks we’re doing anything you want. whatever you feel like doing,”

“i just want to spend time with you. soon enough we won’t outnumber the kids in our house, i want to enjoy these weeks being just us three.”

the next morning, you woke up to an empty bed. neither dan nor henry were inside the house. you took a quick shower, figuring they must be outside, playing. once you changed into a large, flowy dress and skipped the shoes, you stepped outside. you walked to the area where you had all of the fruit trees and where the vegetables were growing, but they weren’t there, either. you grabbed your phone, calling daniel.

he didn’t pick up, didn’t need to, you heard the ringtone nearby. you walked that way, seeing them sitting a few meters away from the creek.

“good morning, you two,” you said as you walked to them, avoiding the muddy spots.

“da!” henry yelled as he saw you, you sat next to them, kissing henry’s cheek.

“what were you doing?” you asked, helping henry climb onto your lap.

“we picked up some peaches, came down here to wash them. he liked them,” dan smiled, you ran your hand through his hair, “we saved you some,” he pointed to the same basket you’d used yesterday, inside there sat some peaches and an apple.

“thank you,” you smiled, “this little miss and i are hungry, we skipped breakfast to come look for you boys,”

“aw, sweets,” daniel said, you shrugged. “henry and i were going to play tag for a bit, care to join us?” he asked, you shook your head.

“you boys go ahead, i’ll stay here a bit, yeah?” you passed henry to daniel, who leaned forward to kiss you. henry had enough of it, splitting the two of you apart, which made you laugh. “okay, mister. no need to be rude, you can go now.” you grabbed henry’s hand, and moved so he tapped daniel’s shoulder, “you’re it, dad. run, henry, go!” you cheered for your boy, who ran to the other side of the field, his bare feet guiding him away from his father, who chased after him.

you grabbed one of the peaches from the basket, taking a small bite. the baby liked it. you smiled as you grabbed your phone, taking a picture of the peach in your hand, and your belly.

you uploaded the picture to your instagram, which was filled with pictures of henry.

‘princess peach’ you captioned it.

the world knew you were pregnant, you’d been with daniel for the last race before break, in budapest, and you knew it was inevitable for pictures to come out. now they knew that you were having a baby girl coming in a few months.

after eating some of the fruit your had picked out for you, you lay down on the grass, looking up at the sky. it was so blue, and the clouds were so white, it was almost unreal.

“da, da,” you heard henry, you lifted your head, looking around for him.

“look what we found,” daniel said, helping you sit up. he handed something to henry, you extended your hand, and henry handed you a flower.

“oh, it’s so pretty! look, henry, it matches your shirt!” he was wearing a yellow button-up shirt, “here,” you placed the stem inside the little pocket, the petals sticking out. “you look so handsome, my darling boy.” you kissed his cheek, lying back down on the grass, placing henry next to you.

“what were you doing?” daniel asked as he imitated your position.

“finding shapes in the clouds,” you chuckled. “wanna play?” you asked, looking to your side, and noticed henry was falling asleep.

“the best one wins,”

“loser is on diaper duty for a week,” you grinned, raising your eyebrows.

“oh, it’s on. he ate so many peaches today, i do not want to clean that up,” you chuckled, and nodded. henry rolled to his side, and daniel placed him on top of him, moving so he was pressed up next to you. “that’s a dragon,” he pointed up to the sky, you nodded. looking around to look for another one.

“starting off strong, i like it. let’s see if you can keep it up,” you smirked, already spotting the perfect one. “that’s reptar.” you pointed to the dinosaur from one of your favorite childhood cartoons.

“holy shit,” dan said after a few seconds, spotting it. “it’s identical.”

“i know. can you beat that?”

you spent about fifteen minutes waiting for daniel to find something better than yours.

“have fun changing diapers, daddy. princess peach and i appreciate it,” you chuckled as you pecked his lips.

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Stick with me at all times

Daryl Dixon [PLATONIC] • They/Them Pronouns • People come and go, family is forever. Even when it’s found. Even when it’s lost. There is always someone sticking by you through the chaos. • ANGST/SFW • TW: Canon Violence / Injuries / PTSD / Depression / SH Scars / Talks about Past Attempts

Requested by: Anon

“Stick with me at all times” you would say that growing up and enforce it now that the world ended. It annoyed me Abe. It annoyed me a lot because for the most part, you didn’t trust me.

Never did I think ever…that I would miss those words coming from you

“Stick with me at all times, alright?” Abraham states a bit harshly towards them given the hell they had just endured in Terminus.

“Yeah yeah whatever..” They brush him off and left to double check to make sure they weren’t being followed by anybody that could’ve survived Terminus.

“You gotta lay off Abraham, or they’ll leave. Again” Rosita emphasized her point on that last bit knowing damn well if he flips, they’re gone.

“They bicker like their parents. But she doesn’t look anything like the small one” Glenn whispers to Maggie as she immediately elbows him. “What?”

“You don’t gotta be blood related to be family, besides. Abraham has to be their dad right?”

“We’ve been with them for a bit now and it’s still a bit confusing.”

“Y/N Ford is Abraham Ford’s younger sibling.” Eugene of course startled the two along with a few others at his abruptness. “I don’t understand the point in whispering about it”

“Because we didn’t want to be rude, Eugene.” Glenn sighs having to get used to his forward self. “We’ve gotta find somewhere for the night”

Carol lead the group to the house she had Tyreese coop up in while she went to save the others. The sight of Rick and Carl reuniting with his baby sister Judith, made Abraham instinctively wrap his arm around Y/N’s shoulders pulling them in close.

“Ours was a bit more hellish”

“Don’t remind me Abe”

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“Gotta protect Eugene at all cost” Abraham states cleaning his knife after taking out a few walkers to clear their path.

“Then why are we in this infested cul-de-sac. What is here that is so important?” Rosita frowns following Abraham’s lead with Eugene quickly trailing her looking around them.

“The best packrats I fucking….” Abraham stops talking when he approached what used to be the picture perfect nuclear family home with the white picket fence and everything…has been broken into and partially burned. “Fuck. FUCK” he ran into the place instantly.

“What in the hell is going on?” Rosita enters after Abraham seeing him frozen in the middle of the place. “Abe—-“

“ROSITA ABRAHAM!!”

Abraham immediately snapped out of his thoughts and ran as fast as Rosita did to find a random figure pining Eugene to the ground aiming their arrow to his head. Rosita instantly took her gun out aiming it at the stranger’s head.

“Lower your we—-“

“Y/N Ford!”

The stranger instantly lowers their weapon turning toward Abraham who forced Rosita to lower her gun.

“Could you kindly—-“

“Fuck off!” They snap, getting off the guy and immediately approaching Abraham removing their mask. “You’re an asshole, yknow” they continued getting closer and right as the younger Ford got into punching range, they did exactly that.

“Hey!” Rosita split the two right after Y/N got him square in the face. “What the fuck is your problem?!”

“HE FUCKING LEFT ME”

________

Y/N pushes his hand off their shoulder taking in the temporary happiness where they can get it before continuing to follow Rick’s lead.

The group set up camp for the night and Daryl of course took the first watch. But he expected to be alone and not find someone he barely knew sitting outside the camp.

“Are you the army one’s kid?”

“I’m not even a kid. Or his kid.” Y/N snaps, soon immediately forgetting it and cowering. “Sorry. I’m just his little sibling.”

“Mm” Daryl sat with them in more awkward silence before striking again. “Were yea with him since the start?”

“Imma need a name before you ask shit like that”

“Daryl”

“Y/N, and no I wasn’t. I was with our parents after…uh. Something when I was enlisted so I had to go home and deal with shit. Then the world ended” Y/N couldn’t help the uneasy feeling crawling up their back as they quickly stood to their feet and when they did, Daryl noticed it.

“Could be somebody—“

“Tracking us. Gotta let your friend know” Y/N finished his sentence walking back inside the camp.

It didn’t take the group long to find the skittish priest and inevitably his safe house being the church he preached at. The group found themselves settling in once again temporarily and Y/N kept to themselves again just within the four walls.

“You okay?” Rosita joins Y/N in the pew they found purchase in. The two had gotten a bit close since they’ve met. Even with the rage introduction.

“It’s weird being around this many people again”

“I get that, but if it makes you feel any better. I trust them. Not as much as your brother but. Yknow”

“Abe is talking about continuing the DC trip…part of me wants to stick with my brother. But I’m done trying to find a cure. I don’t…even entirely believe it” Y/N frowns messing with the tip of one of their arrows.

“Would you rather stay with them? It is your choice. You’re not a kid”

“Abraham only sees me as a little kid. Always has”

Rosita frowns watching them tense to the sound of the floor boards creaking whenever someone took a step. That lead them to take a breather outside as she was about to follow when she just decided they’ll need it.

She never expected Y/N to get roped up in the search for Beth.

“Did you mean to drag them with us?”

“They’re alright.” Daryl shrugs, guess the bitchy first impression struck him. “They’ll keep an eye out for us and vise versa”

“Alright. Now come on” Carol took lead once the three got into the city. She knew a place for them to hide out in without being sought out for, if such was happening.

The story was retold back to Michonne and if Abraham was there, he would be blaming Daryl for what happened. Even the new guy Noah.

Neither of them expected Y/N to do what they did though.

“I don’t think handcuffing me to the gurney is going to help you in any way”

“This is a hospital, there’s no prison. We don’t know where to keep you and Dawn doesn’t have a job for you yet”

“Like I know who the fuck that is” Y/N snaps at the cop on his way out as they were handcuffed to Carol’s gurney. They didn’t leave her when the cops hit her with their car. Noah stopped Daryl and when he tried to stop Y/N, he failed in doing so.

Part of them…couldn’t leave her behind.

________

“What do you mean left yea behind? I had a wife and fucking kids. I ain’t gonna live with mommy and daddy forever like—-“

“I didn’t…you thought I did that on my own free will? Not everybody wants the picture perfectness of life. I only followed in your footsteps because that’s what dad wanted. Both kids following his legacy. I did it…until it broke me” Y/N frowns hating the aching feeling of remembering something that brought a whole lot of pain while struggling to piece itself together. “You…just. Didn’t show up. You were always there when I was a kid. But when I really needed you…I had already fallen off the edge”

It didn’t click at first. Because how could you be forward about needing to be committed for your own safety after trying to take yourself out of the equation of life? It’s hard. Telling that to someone you looked up to.

And that’s what broke him. Yeah, life moves on. You’ll get through this. Was what he thought in the moment, when their parents did call to tell him what happened. Abraham didn’t think that they would need him the way that they did.

“I’m not going anywhere anymore”

“Now how can I trust that?”

“Yea stick with me, at all times. I ain’t leavin’ yea anymore”

________

Even if they keep straying away.

It wasn’t a fair exchange. They’re both adults. With different agendas in the apocalypse. But deep down Abraham needs his last bit of family and Y/N needs to know that they’re never going to lose him. They both need to open themselves to more people.

Abe did that.

And Y/N is trying.

“You alright?”

Daryl snapped out of his thoughts spotting the youngest Ford looking down at him with the same unreadable look that could mean a whole lot of things to everyone around them.

“No”

“At least you’re honest” Y/N brought themselves to sit beside him staring at the barn he had found when taking a walk from the group. Wanting to be alone.

“Why’re you here”

“Why are you?”

The silence that grew after that made it clear he was affected by what they saw in the hospital. He didn’t like to show how he felt around others.

“You didn’t know’er and yea cried just as hard as her sister.”

“Before y’all made the deal, I was handcuffed to Carol’s bed and then just handcuffed in her room cuz there’s not jail cells in the hospital. Beth would hide out in her room. We talked. And I met someone…that understood what I felt at the start of all this mess. Then it was ripped from me” Y/N shrugs hugging their legs close to their chest feeling the anxiety build up inside them like times before as they hid their face from his gaze. “Everything good gets taken from me…”

“Same here” Daryl frowns staring at the ground for a moment. “Lost my brother. Yeah he fought for the wrong side at first, but then he died for the right one. He annoyed everybody. Annoyed the fuck outta me. But he was still my stupid big brother. Would do anything for another second with his bitchass”

“I’m afraid of losing my brother…just don’t tell him that. Cuz he’ll just hover”

“Ain’t it his job to worry about yea?” Daryl looked at them for some kind of change in their expression. But it was weird. Seeing that same blank expression that he carries, on someone who shouldn’t have to deal with a world like this. “What happened to yea before the world ended? Clearly you weren’t peacefully hunting and then a walker came out of nowhere”

“The end of my freedom.“ Y/N leaned up against the tree frowning. “Heard Rick’s story from his son. Woke up from a coma to the undead and then the magical reunion for a lifetime with his now dead wife and now annoying teenage son. I wish I was in a coma. Instead of coming home with compression bandages and hearing how much of a disappointment I am the second before—-someone set a fire on my childhood home to get the walkers away”

“Jesus fuck” Daryl scoffs taking out another cigarette from the pack he snagged and before he could even think about offering, Y/N took the one he had in hand right away. “Damn. Didn’t even offer”

“You would’ve right?”

“Nah. I’ve been told I’m selfish”

“From what I saw earlier, that’s a fucking lie” Y/N laughs taking out an old zippo they’ve only used for emergencies and lit the cig for themselves. “Don’t tell my brother. I’m still a baby in his eyes”

Daryl crossed his heart as a promise and brought back the silence between the two. It occurred to him that they find a sense of comfort with him and part of him wants to protect that. Like he couldn’t with Beth.

After the rough storm in the barn and the reveal of the mystery man in the shadows, the group found themselves following this guy named Aaron to a place behind walls. Reminded half the group of the prison era and the other half of the old world with gated communities.

Y/N stood before the gates with the rest of them feeling the tightness in their chest grow thinking about all the things that could go wrong. That the second they heard Daryl whistle, he knew that got their mind off what’s inside there. He approached them resting something in their extended hand. It being a rubber band.

“Wear it, and whenever you’re anxious. Just snap it” Daryl states snapping the rubber band once Y/N had put it on their wrist. Next thing you know, he’s taking out a possum before the gates opened up for them.

Interviews.

Job placements…

Parties?

A whole lot of the old world expressed itself through this community and not everybody was having it.

“Daryl”

The archer looks up from his spot on the porch to lock eyes with the ex-marine standing before him watching him struggle to find his wording. Guess they both have that in common.

“Y/N likes yea, so I need a favor”

Forward. Daryl nods setting the arrow he was working on down beside him.

“If anything, and I mean anything happens to me. You’d stick by them”

“Always”

It wasn’t a binding contract, Y/N is their own person. But having someone look out for them other than himself, eased Abraham’s anxieties. Especially in the end.

“My mother... told me... to pick... the very... best... one... and you... are...” Negan smirks stopping his bat right in front of Abraham’s face. “…it”

The sound was muffled. All there was was buzzing. Pounding. The fear rushing up their spine that Negan clearly saw when saying what to do if anybody moves or says a word. Next thing that happened was Y/N watching Lucille meet their brother’s skull.

“Oh! Look at that!” Negan laughs after the first hit letting Abraham rise to look at him. But his attention was more on the shock expression resting on his sibling’s face. “Taking it like a champ”

“Suck…my…nuts” Abraham spits out and that was his last words.

Y/N watched as Negan continued.

Blow…after…blow…

The blood…

The scream that wanted to escape their throat and failed…

Negan continues to laugh, happy to the fact that he brought pain amongst those he thought deserved it. He turned slowly toward Y/N seeing the tears roll off their cheeks and the hesitation their body had trying and wanting to cover their brother from any more pain but there they knelt frozen. Only to flinch like the rest when he swung his bat too close to them, just to get Abraham’s blood splattered on their face.

“Love tearing families apart” and right after he said that, Daryl quickly lunged socking him square in the face. Only for him to be pinned to the ground next.

Daryl fought against them at first but when he kicked eyes with Y/N’s, watching them shake their head slowly. Pleading with their eyes for him to stop. So he did. But both feared that his fate was next.

When the next death was Glenn, and everybody was falling apart at that moment. The next actions only brought pain and anxiety to force Y/N back into a corner of their mind they thought they were safe from. Y/N tried to speak out when they watched a few men grab Daryl forcing him into the back of the van, but nothing came out except for a straggled scream that they so desperately wanted Negan to hear when he killed their brother.

The group kept their distance when they watched Y/N crawl over to Abraham’s body and Maggie struggle to walk to Glenn’s. Maggie knelt by her husband’s corpse not wanting help to take care of him as Y/N laid themselves over Abraham gripping onto his jacket not saying a word.

“Y/N…we…we have to move his body” Sasha frowns kneeling besides Y/N resting her hand on their back watching their whole body flinch. “Y/N…”

“Hun…” Rosita frowns watching Y/N lift their head to look at her and all there was was pain in a neutral expression.

Numb…

________

“Yea like having your brother back?” Daryl asks Y/N as the three of them were scavenging a small station after finding a truck full of supplies.

“Yeah, even if everybody thinks he’s my dad”

“Well anybody would be lucky to have you as their kid” Rick adds entering one of the few buildings as Y/N stuck with Daryl examining the tipped over vending machine.

“Rick’s right yknow”

“How?”

“You’re hella smart. Know a good knot to secure arrow heads. You’re always watching out for everybody. Know what to do in immediate crisis. If yea didn’t, Carl would’ve probably lost more than an eye. Have a good eye when searching for certain things. I don’t know. Very apocalypse focused but. Hey I’m proud of yea for the shut you’ve done. Even if we only met a few months ago”

Y/N couldn’t help the smile in the moment.

________

Oh how he misses that moment

Maggie went to the back of Hilltop where they buried Glenn and Abraham. Expecting to be alone. But she couldn’t help the worry that stirred when finding Y/N laying in the dirt right beside their brother’s grave wearing the jacket he had worn the night he died. They’ve been there since they buried him. They scream at everybody who asked if they were okay, because they weren’t. Maggie brought herself to their side seeing their cloudy eyes lock onto her as she sat on the ground beside them.

“How long has it been?”

“About a week, you ain’t cold at night?”

Y/N shook their head immedieatly hugging themselves for a moment as Maggie moved herself to lay down.

“You…uh….Never mind”

“Y/N, I’m here for you” Maggie reassures that negative thought striking them currently as they tugged at the rubber band on their wrist.

“Could…Daryl be alive?”

“He’s a fighter”

“my brother was a fighter…and…” They stopped everything they were doing and let the painful tears resurface as Maggie carefully took one of their hands into hers even if their body tensed to such. “I feel selfish…for laying here…stuck in my head…when both Rosita and Sasha are trying to avenge him…as I just…want him back. Want…Daryl back to tell me it’s alright instead of thinking he’s dead too…and now I’m feeling even worse”

“If the next thing outta yea, is about me. How you feel bad for feeling what you’re feeling. While I also have lost someone close to me. Imma kindly tell you to shut up” Maggie scoffs squeezing their hand as they squeezed back. “We’ve got each other. We’ll…always feel this pain but we’ll always be there for the other. Even if that means laying in the dirt for a while longer before fighting…and Daryl? The guy talked about you like you were his little sibling. Knowing him? We all need a drive to keep goin’. And he’s gonna fight to get back to his family. You need to keep living to see that”

“Can…can you stay with me a little longer?”

“I’m sticking with yea for however long you need me”

________

“Stick with me at all times, alright? I don’t trust this place either” Daryl states watching Y/N nod before going to Michonne when she called for them a second.

Maggie watched the two from the infirmary trailer steps for a moment as she smiles when Daryl caught her watching. He walks over thinking she had something to ask of him but instead-

“You’re protective of them. It’s cute”

“Shut it. I’ve heard that three times today”

“Oh yeah? Who else” Maggie smiles patting the spot beside her as Daryl sat down leaning back.

“Michonne, that Jesus guy thought I was also their brother”

“Well…aren’t yea?”

“What?” Daryl looks at her confused when her happy expression was already clear as day.

“We’re a family Daryl. You are especially a big brother to Y/N Ford and I don’t think they mind it either. They wanted their family back when this hell all started and they got a whole lot more than just Abraham”

________

“Is…Y/N dead?”

“No?” Jesus laughs, he fucking laughs. He wasn’t there when Rick told Negan that both Maggie and Y/N died because of what he did to their brother and her husband. Daryl wanted to kill him right then and there, didn’t care if he was a lackey in that moment. He wanted to strangle the life out of him for killing his kid indirectly.

But when the doors to Hilltop showed Maggie alive and relieved to see Daryl alive as well…

She knew what she had to do.

“Take it easy alright? They’re still back at that line up…they don’t…they ain’t okay.”

Daryl frowns wishing he had fought more to stay with them instead of being whisked away by the Saviors to the hell called the Sanctuary. He follows Maggie to where they buried the two and saw Y/N laying on the ground. Still frozen in that state of mind of wishing what happened didn’t happen. Maggie left him to be alone with them, even if she wanted to see the look on Y/N’s face…

When Daryl came into view causing Y/N to suddenly lunge forward hugging onto him as he was trying to kneel down slowly. Making him stumble into the dirt.

“Stick with me at all times alright?”

“Ain’t going anywhere, kid”

#cultofdixon #the walking dead #daryl dixon #daryl dixon x reader #PLATONIC #daryl dixon fanfiction

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phantomram-b00 · 6 months

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Imma use my hottake post to explain it since I felt I should give more context with this take to explain myself why I have this opinion on the topic of this.

For those who don’t know or don’t wanna look back with the link, it basically that my hottake is that I don’t like the theory of what Crowley’s angel name was/could’ve been. I know this might be a bit controversial since I think everyone in this fandom (not to assume ofc), and whilst I get the curiously since Crowley almost never talk about his time over at heaven, mostly for valid reason that I’ll get to. Before I get into this, I know it been month but I wanna still give that this haunted blog/post does contain heavy spoilers so if your planning to watch good omens or haven’t seen season two yet go watch it and come back here, or you can still read— what can I say, I’m only a phantom that have lot to say about good omens and making it everyone else’s problem. But still spoiler warning ahead! So without further or do,

let get into it and talk about our favorite snake demon and a good old fashion lover boy/girl/enby—

So, okay, seeing Angel Crowley, that’s cool and honestly wholesome— despite the poor trauma he’s going to endure and will sauntered vaguely downward for. I remember hearing the theory about how his name could be Raphael, seen some AO3 tags of Crowley used to be Raphael or just people buzzing what his name could’ve been (even some saying it could be Castiel or Cassiel). And while the curiously of it all is cool, for a while I couldn’t really pin it at first as to why I personally didn’t like it. And Idk if that make be boring or a bitch for not wanting to know, it just to me, I felt why does it matter if Crowley himself don’t even want to remember about his time at heaven?

Sure season 2 when he didn’t even say it might have been what spiked it, but i think the whole point about him is the fact that he clearly moved on from it. Does he still hold resentment? Of course, why wouldn’t he be? And from unfair circumstances too:

But, as we’ve seen from most of the flashback, he moved on from it. He using hell as long as he can (lonely? Yep, which is a perfect parallel to how Aziraphale following heaven—), he doesn’t want to remember the angel he is before, he even said it to Aziraphale when he tried to stop him from killing Job’s kids. But I think of how he’s dealt with is how his trauma grew seeing how he doesn’t want to be considered nice or kind; I feel it goes deeper than just because he’s a demon now, I believe (and this is just my observation), he rather not remember the kinder side he was once before because of how the “light” casted him away and how heaven runs things. So why would he want to be associated with those word when it remind him of his time, he rather not remember it (or in a case run away from heaven as much as he can), he rather associate himself from being mean or remember himself as a demon now rather than an angel he once was. (Even though, he is very kind and I wish to hug him. Don’t start-).

Plus, he more comfortable with his new name now, that’s why he even changed it back at the flashback of the crucifixion of Jesus as his named used to be Crawly (which honestly real.) and changed it to Crowley (now technically he changed it again to Anthony J Crowley, but we hardly heart anyone even Aziraphale say it outside from the blitz flashback, so I kinda wanna count it but I’mma not just incase, but I like the name tho-), and since then, he’ve wore that name proudly and never look back, and Aziraphale an ally he is suppose him and call him by his prefer name. That is him saying “I’m not whoever I was before, so I’m going to change my name to move on from my past”, and honestly I stand, I love the fact he want to move on from his time as an angel/move away from his deadname to be the person he is today, proud of the wily serpent ^v^

“But phantom, that still doesn’t explain why you dislike it?”

You’re right, it still doesn’t so imma explain it a bit more, I just feel it shouldn’t matter what his name was, it really up to his (or Neil’s but this is Crowley we’re talking about) own terms, it him that should be able to say his deadname. And if it never reveal, I wouldn’t care since Good Omens from both season shown, Crowley moved on from his angelic past even if he have the grudges he have now after 6000 years he rather accepts his life now and hopefully with the Angel that have supported him and stood by him. And I know the finally is making it seem like Azirapahel want to change him, but like I said here that I don’t think that the case, I don’t think he would ever want him to revert back to the person he was once before, he could never ask Crowley to do such a thing knowing the progress he made. Like I said and will say again, I think this was Azirapahle (in a poor way given the situation and that their communication is the equivalent of a ghost (invisible as fuck)) to give Crowley a change to fix the broken and toxic system heaven been running on since the dawn of time, to give Crowley the chance to fix what need to be fixed with Aziraphale, and Crowley said no, and I think rightly so in his point of view, heaven did treated everyone especially Crowley poorly and is the main source of his trauma, so I’m happy he said no, it not his place to fix the one thing that in his eyes was broken and have always been. So good jobs Crowley for standing your grounds.

But I’m getting ahead of myself, my point is that, Crowley have moved on and it shouldn’t matter what his deadname was, I think we should all respect that when it come to not just his but everyone’s deadname. Crowley clearly doesn’t have to remember his time on heaven, and I gotta respect that. Because if I was in his shoes, I wouldn’t neither if I was a bit braver than he was.

“But phantom what if it was revealed anyway?”

Again I wouldn’t care, like the commenter said (I don’t know how they feel about tagging so I won’t just to be respectful) and I do agree, if it had to be revealed it should be on his own terms. And I do agree, it is up to Crowley, he should be able to say it as it could garner the impactful moment, especially if he does say like “I’m not *this name* anymore” or whatever he’ll say in season 3, (which please let it be greenlit, I’m begging atp).

And honestly, I don’t doubt it really, it seem it might be revealed, which, fine, this is Neil’s work so gotta respect. Just I hope it on his term, and that no one else say it, I don’t even want aziraphale to say it. Just him. He deserve it.

But that’s my take on it. That’s my spew on this. Might be boring or lame to not be curious, but honestly like I said, he’ve going down a path away from heaven and accepted what happen to him. May not be in a healthiest way but regardless I love this demon and I am happy he moved on and I can’t wait to see him again in season 3, David Tennant a perfect Crowley and I wouldn’t have it any other way ^v^

But I hope you enjoy my yet another insane ramble of this show, frankly this show is becoming my life atp and I don’t hate it. I love this show, it my comfort, I’m happy to have this show; if you want to ask me any other questions you can in the AMA box or comments, but also tell me what do you guys think of this theory? Do you love it? Have qualms with it? Or anything? Tell me in the comments or reblog. As always this is phantom, imma go haunt somewhere else.

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the-s1lly-corner · 5 months

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This is a silly request you don't have to do it or don't have to do it now

TADC crew having to take care of a very sleepy kid reader

Like this kid just falls asleep in the most random places that are sometimes dangerous probably giving people parental/sibling panic as they try to get the sleeping kid out of danger as the kid is oblivious to the world around them

TADC cast x very sleepy kid!reader (platonic!)

UEUEUEUE gonna answer a few requests then imma go ahead and start cooking tonight's dinner yahoo!!

Sorry that stuff has been slowing down a lot lately, between being sick last week and getting a ton of baking orders to deal with after recovering, I've been a little pressed for time and energy <\3

CAINE:

Good news for your safety, reader! Caine keeps all his eyes on you and watches you like a hawk! hes already pulling you to a safe place to sleep when you so much as yawn; perhaps even getting a digital cloud to hover around so you can sleep on it.. hell even if he cant get a cloud he might summon a bunch of bubbles to carry you around

Baby harness

He carries you in one of those/j

POMNI:

Easily one of the most panicked when she sees you curled up and sleeping in the middle of a chaotic IHA, tries to scramble towards you. You know those tropes in cartoons where a character has a fragile person/object they're trying to protect at all costs and it leads to the character doing the protecting getting all beat up? That's basically you and pomni, I think

You wake up and ask why she looks like she just got zapped by lightning

RAGATHA:

Always keeps you within arms length when she realizes just how sleepy you are all the time; perhaps even offers to carry you when you're feeling a little tired. Really with ragatha theres a little risk of you falling asleep in a random area. I think the only reason you may end up in a dangerous situation is if she needed someone else to look over you briefly

Just know that if this ever happens she will never let the one who was meant to be responsible for you live it down

Cough cough jax or maybe even zooble

JAX:

Unlike the above, if he were responsible for you in a general sense he would feel far more panicked than if he was playing babysitter. That's not to say he wouldnt panic if he was put in charge of you by someone else and you fell asleep somewhere. No he still would... but he feels a new level of guilt if youre *his kid*

As mentioned in the reader w/ crutches post he has a habit of zooming off and doing his own thing especially if it's for a new prank idea he came up with

So theres a chance he sometimes impulsively runs off. Like he gets better at it overtime as he becomes more responsible, buuuut...

Shakes you awake and tries to walk you to your room

Lightly scolds you but really I think hes more so beating himself up... just redirecting the blame.. again, jax is still trying to be more responsible with things.. not perfect yet, of course

GANGLE:

KINGER:

Keeps you at arms length AND in his sight at all times because 1. Hes a father and 2. Hes so so scared that something is going to happen to you, especially given your sleepy nature. Offers to let you snuggle into the soft fluff of his robe when you're feeling a little tired. You have probably fell asleep standing up while leaning into the fur. Very silly

This poor man nearly has a heart attack when he sees you asleep and in harm's way, but oddly enough I think it would make something "snap" in him and he immediately comes to your rescue. If he gets hit or struck by anything he just. Takes it and keeps going

Dad powers, I guess

Very determined to get to you probably doesnt let himself feel his feelings and panic until long after the events of the IHA are over, I think... starts fretting over you

ZOOBLE:

If you're their kid/sibling then they might just take you with them when they decide to skip a IHA, since zooble seems to not enjoy them in the pilot. So good news here, you're unlikely to be in any real danger when zooble is looking after you! When they're not doing a group thing and in the common area, they just stick to their room.... so they probably let you sleep in their bed!

Good ending here folks

Forgot to mention this in ragathas part but I think both her and gangle try to figure out why you're so sleepy, and perhaps try to find a solution aside from simply letting you sleep it off. I mean obviously neither of them would ban you from napping, buuuut

...well it's a digital body, could there really be any deeper stuff going on aside you just being tired?

Anyways

Her comedy mask literally pops off and breaks when she sees you just sleeping in the middle of the floor during all the chaos. Tries to get you out of harm way but it ends up in her also getting hurt, similar to pomni

#tadc x reader #the amazing digital circus x reader #digital circus x reader #caine x reader #pomni x reader #ragatha x reader #jax x reader #kinger x reader #zooble x reader #gangle x reader

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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 2 years

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🦅Being Shiratorizawa's Manager 🦅

Miss Manager is Poly

Shiratorizawa x Female manager

Warnings: polyship, Swearing, kissing

AN: This is an Anon request!

🌠 Please Like, Reblog and/or Share to help support my writing 🌠

Ok YN calm down

*breathe 1, 2, 3, 4*

I know it's overwhelming ✋🏻 I mean look at them

Here, I'll help 👇🏻

I know it's the same gif as above 💅🏼 but I don't hear any complaints 😏

Please these boys would make anyone panic

And being Poly 😳 well let's just say your doomed YN

Fare thee well YN, you will be missed 😢

Honestly, they are all so cute!

Yes even Goshiki with his bowl cut

And also Shirabu with his bowl cut/undercut thing

The point is, they are all level 10 🔥

Just being around them makes you malfunction

So when you are approached by Yamagata and Reon to be the teams manager

You 👉🏻👁👄👁 huh-

"Yn we need a manager and we think you'd be perfect"- Yamagata 😏

It's almost like he's knows or something 🙃

You 👉🏻👁👄👁 sure-

And thus it begins 🙌🏻

At first you are a bit like Yachi

Extremely nervous 😓

But not because like you're scared

Oh no no, because these guys like your insides melt 🥴

Please anytime one, let alone TWO of them approach you

YN.exe has officially stopped functioning

"Hey YN can you fill my waterbottle"- Semi

You 👉🏻👁👄👁 yeah-

"Hey YN can you get the mop?"- Reon

You 👉🏻👁👄👁 on it-

"Hey YN can you iron our shirts?"- Yamagata, Tendou and Semi removing their shirts

You 👉🏻👁💧👄💧👁 absolutely

Please they are so pretty I can't 😭

After practice, Kawanishi approaches you and all but Kabedon's you against the wall

"Can I help you Kawanishi?"- You, panicking

Yamagata comes along the otherside, doing the same thing

"Oh my-" YN double panicking

Shurabu then comes in front and you are all but out of panic 😳

The domain known as YN LN no longer exists

It was nice knowing you YN, RIP 🙏🏻

Still, no matter what, you could never ever choose one of them

You wouldn't be complete without your boys

And surprisingly, they know that

But you don't know that they know that 🤨

Until one day, it becomes crystal clear

Inter-highs 🙌🏻

The place known for its chaotic energy and endless volleyball fanatics!

Now I know what your thinking, and imma switch it up 😏

Yes yes I KNOW what I said

"If I dOnT iNcLuDe OiKaWa blah blah blah"

But here me out ✋🏻

How about we include the lost Miya Triplet instead

A little Terushima action if you will

Maybe with a dose of Johzenji added in 🙃

Since Atsumu is season 4's Oikawa and Terushima is the lost Miya Triplet, I'm technically including Oikawa

In like a weird roundabout way 🤨 but nevermind

The fact that you have a crush on all your boys makes them so protective of you

I meam they would be regardless but oof are they ever now

No way are they going to let you out of their sights EVER

Unfortunately for them, it happens anyways

You are packing up to leave when Goshiki realizes he forgot his knee pads

"I'll get them!"- You, managing to string more than 2 words together

"Thanks YN!"- Goshiki smiling and you dying 😫

You run back into the gym, locate the knee pads and head out

Too bad you are stopped short by the Wall of Johzenji 🧱

"Well hey there cutie! Hey you're from Shiratorizawa aren't you? I saw you earlier and I've got to say you are one of the best looking managers here"- Terushima, laying it on THICCC with 3cs

"Umm hi- yeah I am but I have to go now so if you'll excuse me"- you trying to hurry to your boys

"Hey what's the rush? I'd like to get to know yiu? Maybe grab your number?"- Terushima

Back Miya #3 back you menace 🤺

"Umm I really have to go now-" you trying to sneak by only to be Kabedon'd by Terushima and the rest of Johzenji

Now, I'm not complaining ✋🏻

And I doubt you are either

You are literally living the dream Yn don't fight it

"I uhh I really have to-" "HEY BACK OFF-"

Tendou, Yamagata, Reon, Semi, Ushijima, Kawanishi, Shirabu AND Goshiki approach

"Didn't you hear? I said back off our girl"- Kawanishi, shoving Terushima

Please he's a brawler we all know it 🤗

"Are you ok YN?"- Yamagata grabbing your hand and pulling you close

"Yeah they didn't hurt you did they?"- Reon pushing your hair behind your ears 😫😫😫

"How dare you touch our YN"- Ushijima 😠

Please he's so angry

"You wanna rumble?"- Tendou, now bouncing up and down

Semi pulls you close and kisses your forehead, placing his hands on your cheeks

"Our sweet girl, just say the word and we will take care of it"- Semi

JDUCBWJFNJSNDJEH THE WRITER OF THIS FIC HAS STOPPED FUNCTIONING 😱

"I'm ok-" you smiling at semi and your boys 🥺

"Touch her again and you'll be sorry"- Shirabu

Terushima and Johzenji are just standing there scowling

When you walk out, you hug and give each of your boys a kith 🥰

It's like they know 😭

"Yn we'd never ask you to pick between us"- Yamagata

"Yeah, we all care very much about you"- Goshiki

Please, say less 🥲

YN you are the luckiest bitch istg-

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happypopcornprincess · 2 years

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The Wedding Bet Date

Pairings - Hangman and Phoenix (Enemies to Lovers)

Premise - When "Phoenix" Trace made a stupid bet, she did not expect Jake "Hangman" Sersin to be thrown at her face out of nowhere. Now they are stuck together, forced to confront a past they are trying to forget.

Warnings: Major Spoilers for Top Gun (1986) and Top Gun: Maverick (2022), suggestive language, mentions of sex.

Word Count: 7.6 K

A/N - I knew it! When I saw Top Gun Maverick, I just knew that something has happened between the two and that they either liked each other or slept together at least once. The way Hangman looked at Phoenix like he was daring her to say something >>>> 😭😭😭

I'm going full ballistic on this one babe, imma write this with my whole ass heart, Haenix FOREVER 😭❤

This is my first ever Top Gun fanfic, so I hope y'all like it.

This was requested Anonymously, whoever you are, thank you <3

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Two months after the events of Top Gun: Maverick

Saturday

"All I'm saying is that you could have just called him back. He did give you his number." Bob said to Phoenix as he sipped his chilled beer.

It was a lovely Saturday evening at Robert's house with just the two of them. They were sitting on his back porch, lounging on the beach chairs overlooking the ocean and sipping beer. His girlfriend, Maria, was visiting him and had asked her to stay for dinner. And well, how could she say no to homemade enchiladas when she could smell how delicious they were?

After the uranium mission, Bob and Natasha have grown quite close. The mission made them develop a sibling-like relationship, they trusted each other with their lives. Some part of Bob will always be grateful to Natasha for saving his life. A part of Natasha wanted to protect him at all costs even though she knew he was one of the most capable ROIs out there.

"He wasn't my type." She said, placing her empty beer bottle on the floor. "Mav and Penny's wedding is in four days, you have to bring a plus one. He was plus-one material." Bob said, after Natasha didn't call back a poor sod, she had a one-night stand with. "Bob, if I had called him back and asked him to be my plus one to a wedding, he would have gotten the wrong jest." She lets out a long sigh, thinking about her one-night stand last night. She sneaked out of his place at the crack of dawn and hasn't spoken since.

"You can't do it alone, Nat. Everyone has a date. You need to have someone to go with." He speaks. "Fine! I'll go to The Hard Deck and the first guy to walk in from the door will be my date to Mav's wedding. Happy?" She gives him a fake smile baring all her teeth.

He laughed, adjusted his specs, and says, "Sounds good to me. I would love to see what frat boy or middle-aged drunkard you end up with."

"Shut up!" She pushes his shoulder.

—/—/—

Maverick and Rooster were helping behind the bar when Nat, Bob, and Maria walked in. Penny announced she would be closing the place for a week because of her honeymoon. Since then, everyone has been flooding the place.

"Remember the bet?" Bob asks her slyly.

"Yeah, yeah whatever." She mocks him.

"Look who it is!" Bradley yelled from the bar. Nat runs up to him and hugs him from the other side of the bar. "Hey, Penny!" She waves at the bride-to-be excitedly, as Bradley slides her a bottle of beer. "Hello there, Phoenix." Pete steps up behind Bradley wearing a pink apron, a towel on his shoulder, and holding a lot of beer mugs.

"Looks like domestic life suits you a lot sir." She smiles at his attire.

"Penny made me wear this," he says with a straight face.

"Isn't he the cutest?" Penny comes up behind him and gives him a kiss on the cheek. Pete turns red and ducks his head in shyness.

"Okay kids, let's keep the environment PG. Please?" Bradley shouts up and they all share a laugh.

Nat sipped her beer, thinking of how she could not have been happier for her friends. Having realized they were meant to be since Pete sneaked her on a flight back in '86, Pete and Penny were settling down without wasting any more time. Bradley finally got the family he had always wanted.

She could dream of this, right? A small, happy family, someone she could be in love with forever.

But then Bob nudges her and she is thrown back to reality. He points at the door where she could see a silhouette of a man about to enter the bar. She straightens, realizing how badly this could go south.

The door opens, and she sees a brown boot stomping on the hardwood floor. When her eyes travel up to see who the mystery man she will have to go to the wedding with is, she chokes on her drink.

—/—/—

Jake "Hangman" Sersin was not a man of commitment. As he enters The Hard Deck, he is already skimming through the crowd, searching for a girl to take home. As his eyes travel to the bar, he looks at Bradley, Pete, and Penny standing in a circle, laughing at something as they serve the drinks. He smiles looking at the lot, happy for his friends to find a place.

And then his eyes shift to Nat and Bob sitting on the bar, looking at him like deer caught in headlights. He gives them a puzzled look, walking up to them trying to figure out why they looked so horrified.

"Hey, Bob, and Phoenix. Hope you are doing well?" He couldn't help but ask that as a question.

"Yeah... I'm fine. I'll leave." Saying so he abruptly gets up from his seat, gives Natasha a pitied look, and walks away grabbing the arm of a beautiful woman sitting next to him.

"What's up with Bob? He didn't even introduce me to his girl," he asks Nat.

"Maybe he doesn't want you near her, Hangman," she says, looking him dead in the eyes like she wanted to beat him up.

"Okay, what's going on? I thought we were done roasting the shit out of each other. Why are you looking at me like that?" He points to Natasha's eyes.

"She made a stupid bet," Bradley leans over the bar, slipping on his aviators, looking at them with a mischievous grin on his face, "She said she would show up to Pete and Penny's wedding with the first guy who walks into the bar after her, and that's," he dramatically waves his hands to Jake, "you."

Natasha saw the exact moment Jake's face turned from one of absolute confusion to one of absolute amusement. He looks at her and laughs out loud, throwing his head back.

"Oh, Trace!" he chimes, stepping closer to her, "It will be my utmost honor to be your date to the wedding." He puts his hand on his heart, smirking at her.

"Whatever" she chugs down her beer and makes her way out of the bar toward the beach.

"This is going to be so fun to watch," Bradley says under his breath in a sing-song voice. Jake slides a 10 to Bradley for his beer, takes it, and runs after her.

—/—/—

Natasha looks behind her to see Jake coming toward her with a bottle of beer in his hands. "Phoenix." He nods towards her, smirking as he takes a sip from the bottle.

Natasha’s gaze lingers on his neck, and his jawline, involuntarily her mind wavering off to a very specific memory.

She is kissing him, sucking on the skin of his neck as Jake’s hands travel towards her thighs. In no time, he had picked her up and put her on the table, his hands reaching towards where she needed him the most.

Jake looks at her, realizing what she was thinking about. Before he could say something, she begins, "Look, I get that you got some girl ready for the wedding. If you don't want to do this, I'm okay with that."

Jake stills.

What did she think of him? Every girl he had interacted with since he came to Miramar was a one-time thing. They flirt with him, he shows them a good time. Then they go away ready to tell their friends about that one time they hooked up with a fighter pilot. That's all he ever was. Sometimes he thought he was hitting it off with someone who genuinely liked them. However, he would give them his phone number and they would swear they would call him and he would wait, but it was the same radio silence.

He didn't have anyone to take to the wedding, and Nat's offer wasn't that terrible. It would be a one-time thing.

Just like last time.

"Phoenix, how could I possibly miss out on this golden opportunity of going out with you? I'm thrilled." Natasha rolls her eyes.

"So, you're in?"

"A 100 percent." He smiles, offering her his handshake. She shakes his hand, saying, "if you mess up, I'll end you."

"I don't doubt otherwise" he smiles looking at her.

Sunday

It was a Sunday, and Nat had her entire day planned. Reporting to base every morning at 7 am as part of the Navy left no time for her. She planned on taking a long bath today, applying a mask, and watching a reality show to relax.

What she did not expect, was Jake honking in front of her Navy-issued house while she was in a bathrobe and a towel wrapped around her head. She didn’t have time to take it off as he was already ringing her doorbell.

So, she opened the door to see him dressed in jeans and a casual t-shirt, taking off her aviators thinking about a smart comeback for Nat.

“Don’t say something you’re about to regret Sersin.” She says. He defensively raises both his hands in front of him and replies, “I was just coming over to ask you out for shopping for the wedding.”

"What shopping?”

“I need a suit. And I guess you need a dress?”

“I have a dress.”

“No, you don’t.” he smiles, knowing Natasha won’t show up to the wedding wearing an old dress.

“Fine, I’ll buy one afterward, happy shopping.” She was about to slam the door when he held out his hand, preventing the door from closing.

“C’mon Trace, we are going together to the wedding and I need a proper suit for that, and I can help you find a dress. I grew up with two elder sisters. I know enough about women’s fashion to…”

“You need someone to help you find a suit, don’t you?” Nat chimes in. Jake closes his eyes and exhales, nodding in defeat. “Yes.” He looks at her to see her smiling, “Wait in the car, give me five minutes," she runs inside as he steps down the porch stairs, smiling to himself thinking about her smile.

---/---/---

“Come on princess, this is getting out of control!" Nat sat in the waiting area shouting towards Jake’s booth, where he was trying on his fourth suit.

Because there weren't enough days left to tailor a suit to fit Jake, for the first time in his life he was getting a readymade suit. Which is why he can’t decide which one to choose. If the black suit’s trousers fitted him like a glove, the blazer was short. He found that the vest of the white suit was too tight when the jacket of the suit was just right.

“Okay! I swear this is the last one.” He says and steps out of the trial room, too frustrated to even look at his reflection. He steps out looking at Natasha, who was sitting in front of him scrolling through her phone.

“How is it?" he asks, and she looks at him.

---/---/---

Natasha knew as irritating as he could be, Jake was a handsome man. It was confirmed to her by the light gray three-piece suit he was wearing as he stepped out of the trial room. She tried. She tried not to give him a reaction but her jaw hung open.

The suit was flawless, and it looked perfect on him.

“Damn Trace, I must be looking hot if I made your jaw drop.” He cocks his eyebrows at her. Nat tried to say something but she was rendered speechless. Finally, she managed a small, “Yeah, you look good.” And got up abruptly.

Jake’s eyebrows rose up at this, he asks, “where are you headed?”

“I… have to buy a dress. And you’re not allowed to see me in it.” “Why?”

Natasha smirks, looking him directly in the eyes, “Well, I want to see your jaw drop." And leaves.

Jake stands there until a voice from his right shakes him out of his trance. “Your wife is a feisty one. Don’t lose her.” He looks to his right and sees an old couple smiling at him knowingly. He politely smiles at them and walks back into the changing room to get out of the suit.

He’s buying it.

---/---/---

“That looks unhealthy.” Nat looks at him as he bathes his fries in ketchup. She takes a fry and eats it with a fork. They had stopped at a diner to grab lunch after shopping for the whole day.

“I’ll do 20 more push-ups to burn it out.” He says, his mouth taking a big bite of his hamburger.

“Good for you.” She says, laughing at the bit of sauce on the corner of his mouth.

“What?”

“You… you got some sauce on your face.”

“What?” he rubs off his face at a completely different spot.

“Here, wait.” Nat takes a napkin and wipes off the sauce on his face.

Jake’s heart raced as a memory of her flashed in front of his eyes.

She softly caressed his face, a moan slipping past her lips, “Jake.” Not Sersin, not Hangman, Jake. He swore as he smashed his lips on hers. He wanted her, he wanted everything she had to give. Her soft hands responded by grabbing the back of his neck and bringing him closer.

“Sersin? Are you okay?” His eyes turned back to her as she looked at him smiling brighter than the sunlight.

“Nothing, I just… I recalled something.” “What?”

“Your dress. I still haven’t seen it.” He says, desperate to divert his attention from her distractingly beautiful hands. Someone takes their manicure seriously.

“I’ll show it to you at the wedding.”

“What if we don’t match? I’m wearing charcoal, what if you show up in an outrageous green or something?"

“Sersin! I would never for my life wear green to a wedding.”

“So it’s not green.” He smiles.

Natasha rolls her eyes, “It’s lilac.”

“Lilac. I can do with that.” He mostly nods to himself and digs back into his hamburger, while Natasha eats her fries with a fork.

Tuesday

“Where. Are. You?” Nat asked with gritted teeth.

It was the Bachelor and Bachelorette of Mav and Penny. While the boys were hanging out at a bar downtown, Penny’s party was at her house. Jake was supposed to be her ride to Penny’s before heading to Mav’s party. And he was 20 minutes late.

“I’m sorry I can’t make it Phoenix.” A cracked voice came through her phone.

“Why? What happened?" she asked.

“I got food poisoning.” He speaks.

"Yeah, I'm willing to believe that Sersin. The next time you want to ditch me, make a better excuse.” “Trace I…”

She ends the call.

Natasha arrives at Penny's after taking an Uber 10 minutes later. When she entered the house, the party was already in full swing. Penny’s friends were there, and so were some of the female aviators from the base.

She finds Callie, known by her callsign 'Halo', in the lot, standing next to Penny. She was wearing a short white dress with a plastic crown and a bride-to-be sash. She looked so happy and cheery that it made her heart melt. She quickly walks to them and hugs Penny. “Penny, you look amazing!”

“Thank you so much, Nat, you too look gorgeous!" she says after glancing at the sundress Nat was wearing.

“I am so sorry for being late, Hangman bailed on me. He was supposed to be my ride here.”

“Oh, don't be silly! It's fine ” She gives her another hug and gets ushered by some of her friends. Not a second later, Halo grabs her hand and takes her to a corner. “Did you just say you were coming with Jake? Like, Jake Sersin?”

“Yes, it’s a long story.” she gives her an awkward smile.

“Are you guys dating?” she asks with wide eyes.

“No, No! I made this stupid bet and now I’m stuck with him,” she says, taking a glass of champagne and ready to get drunk.

Callie takes the glass away from her. "No, you are not getting drunk tonight.” Natasha looks at her accusingly, “why may I ask?”

"The party’s about to get wild! We need someone sober to keep us in check. And that’s you.”

“What about Amelia?”

“She’s a child.”

“So why is she holding a champagne glass?”

Both women whipped their heads towards Penny’s rebellious 15-year-old daughter, locking eyes with her.

She bolted, with the glass. And they bolted after her.

—/—/—

After As soon as Natasha and Callie had Amelia under control (two grown women tackling her in the hallway before she swallows the champagne), they began helping around the party so that Penny wouldn't have to do anything. It was a nice evening.

Penny laughed and drank as she shared stories. Nat met some of Penny’s friends who were naval aviators in the 80s and 90s. They collectively geeked over the advancements and technological differences between their planes and eras. In addition, she learned a lot about fighter planes that you don’t find in the books, things that can only be known from experience.

When it was time to leave, Nat and Amelia, the only two sober people, called Uber for guests heading to their homes. They set up the living room and guest room for people staying at their place. As she waved goodbye to the last of the guests, a familiar blue Hondo rolls up to the driveway. Bradley looks out of the window to greet Nat, “How was the bachelorette?”

“It was flawless. What are you doing here?”

“Dropping these idiots to their homes, I’m the only sober person left.” He looks behind him, and Nat follows and is met by the image of Fanboy, Bob and Payback cuddled together in the backseat.

“heyyy Natasha!” a slurred voice comes from behind her to see Callie stumbling down the porch steps. Nat helps her into the backseat after slapping Mickey’s arm to scoot over. He grumbles something in Spanish that even she couldn’t make out but makes space for Callie to sit in the back seat.

“what’s up with Javy?” she asks as she sees the six-foot-something pilot sitting in the front seat frowning at the road ahead.

“Oh, he’s in a foul mood. His bestie didn’t show up.” “Wait, Jake wasn’t at the party?” she asks, confused.

“Yeah, I called him and he said he had the stomach flu. He canceled last minute; I didn’t have any time to check up on him. I’ll drop by his house tomorrow… Wait, Nat where are you going?” he asks as she starts to walk towards the house.

“Bradley, I’ll see you tomorrow. I… I recalled something I had to talk about with Penny.” She climbs the porch steps, quickly entering the house to see everyone settled for the night. She finds Amelia talking to a girl who looked like she was in her twenties. She bids them a quick goodbye and runs to her car, ready to go to Jake’s.

He was telling the truth.

Oh my god, how could she not realize this?

He missed Mav’s party. Jake Sersin, the biggest party animal of the Dagger Squad, would never miss a bachelor party.

This was serious.

---/---/---

It was never this disastrous. He closes the bathroom, after cleaning the basin for the fourth time that day because his dumbass decided to throw up in it, instead of the toilet.

He had food poisoning before, but it wasn't this severe. His whole body was aching, and his stomach was hurting. He should have listened to Natasha when she said that the hamburger was a terrible choice to eat at 3 in the evening. He also drank three whole bottles of beer that night just to spite Coyote.

“Sersin?” He stops on his way to the bed. Did he actually hear it, or was he dreaming? She can’t really be here.

"Sersin, are you there?” Nope, that was her voice. Funny how he could recognize her voice anywhere, even high on painkillers at the moment.

“Coming.” He manages to get out and walks toward the living room. As he enters, he sees Natasha standing in the middle of the room, frantically looking around. She was wearing a cream floral dress that reached just a bit below her knees, and her hair, oh, her hair! They were loose, the top half bound in a loose bun at the top.

He tries not to remember the last time she was at his house, in a somewhat similar outfit. “Hey.” He says, remembering that she cut his call before he could explain to her that this was not a prank and that he was actually sick.

Nat looks at him, his posture, how he was leaning against the wall trying to seem cool. The look on his face and dark circles revealed how tired he was. In a loose shirt and sweatpants, he looked like he would faint.

She felt terrible for cutting off the call, now that he could see he was telling the truth. “How are you?” "fine. Just, feeling really tired.”

She steps closer to him, “Jake, I thought you were pranking but then Bradley told me you were not at Mav’s party…”

“Hey, it’s alright, you didn’t know. I don’t blame you Trace." Seeing how her eyebrows scrunched together, her face itched with worry, he said, "It's fine."

“Did you eat?” she asks, finding his eyes as he avoided them.

“Yes.”

“Sersin.”

She calls out accusingly. “What? I did. I had a banana before taking my medicine-"

“A banana?”

“-And two apples. The doctor told me not to eat anything heavy, so I had some fruits. I kind of threw up earlier-“

“You’re vomiting!”

“-would you just listen!”

“Listen to what? How horrible it is to have an empty stomach when you have food poisoning! Please tell me you drank at least 4 liters of water.”

“…”

“Jake! Oh god.” She pushes her hair back, "Take a seat, I’ll make you something.” Saying so she heads to the kitchen.

He tries to follow her, saying, “Trace it’s 11 pm. Just go home, I'll be fine!" but stops when she looks at him two seconds from popping out and engaging in a diss match with him.

“I’ll be in the bedroom.” He says and leaves, not waiting for Natasha Trace to unleash her full wrath on him.

Some 20 minutes later Nat enters his room holding a bowl and a bottle of water. He sits up straight at the end of his bed. The bowl was filled with bananas cut into small pieces and mixed with yogurt. “My mom would make that when I would get sick. It tastes better than it looks I swear.” She sits next to him as she handed him the bowl. He takes it wordlessly, staring at it as she takes a seat next to him.

When he took a bite with a spoon, he didn't know if it was hunger, but it tasted absolutely incredible. She added a bit of sugar so that it doesn’t taste bland.

"Thank you," He smiles as he scoops up a big bite ready to dive in. He looks at her, their close proximity, her body so close to him. She looked so cute sitting next to him, her face angelic in the low lamp light of his bedroom.

“It’s getting late. Can you stay here tonight?” he slips up. Realizing what he just said, his heart races. “I guess.” She smiles and agrees. She gets up from the bed, heading towards his closet. "Anything in here I could change into?” she asks looking back at him. “Uh, there are some sweatshirts you can wear”

She pulls out an old sweatshirt and some shorts and heads to the bathroom. She comes back, wearing his sweatshirt and shorts, that hung off of her. Jake thought she looked beautiful in it. If this was any other situation, he would have made a comment or two about her having a crush on him to come to his house at night. But he just couldn’t.

“I’ll sleep on the couch.” She says, searching for his eyes that were already looking at her. “Okay,” he responds, unable to find words to say otherwise. Natasha leaves, and Jake lies on the bed, trying to catch some sleep when the fact hits him like a brick.

She called him Jake.

Wednesday

The next morning, he wakes up to the blaring sound of his alarm. He shuts it off and heads out to the bathroom. He freshens up and gets to the kitchen, gets a bowl, and is about to empty some cereal in it when his eyes fall on Natasha.

She was sleeping peacefully on the couch, strands of hair escaping from her loose bun and hanging over her face. She looked ethereal in the morning light.

Jake kept staring at her and was shaken out of it when she stirred and opened her eyes. She slowly gets up and checks the time on her phone, her hair falling over her shoulder like a curtain. She had let it grow out after the Uranium mission. Her gaze then falls on Jake, standing at the kitchen counter looking at her with what she could only decipher as awestruck.

“You’re up,” she replies, smiling at the fact that he looked much better than last night. His bed hair was still there which made him look adorable. While Jake tried to find the right words to say, his heart was pounding in his chest, threatening to burst out at any moment as he tried to find the right words to say.

“Yeah, I… I slept well. What about you?”

“It was fine. I have to get going, have to report at base soon.” The statement made him look at the watch on his counter. It was 6:20. In order to wrap up all work before everyone went on leave the next day, they had to report at 7 a.m.

“Stay for coffee?” Jake says as Natasha gets up to fold the sheets. “Okay.” she smiles brightly at him. Someone is a morning person, thought Jake.

“Just make it black with-”

“-two sugars and a teaspoon of cream. I know.”

Natasha stared at him for a moment. She recalled her early days at Top Gun when every day she would run into Jake at the coffee shop on her way to the base. And he would mock her under his breath from behind as she ordered her coffee. That was two years ago.

“You actually remember that?” she asked, shocked. “Of course, I do,” he smirks as he hands her a mug filled to the brim with coffee, as he sat down on the couch. He pats the seat next to him and she flops on the couch.

“Thank you for this Sersin.”

“It’s alright… Trace.” He says her last name with hesitation, almost saying ‘Natasha’.

“Last night,” he begins, leaning back on the couch, “I’m really sorry for bailing out on you like that. I was intending to call you sooner, but my head was inside the toilet for the better part of the day-”

“Jake, it’s fine. I should be the one apologizing. I didn’t believe you and I was really rude. I thought this was some kind of prank you were pulling on me”

“Why would I prank you about me being sick?” a laugh escapes his lips.

“I don’t know, maybe because you’re a butthead.” she laughed, and not the subtle laugh she always did. She threw her head back, showing her teeth and scrunching her nose and Jake’s heart did a somersault.

“Butthead, huh, now that’s a word I haven’t heard since middle school.” he lightly pushed her shoulder. “Hey!” she pushed him back, putting away her coffee mug to spar with him with both her hands.

But Jake was quick.

He caught her wrists before she could punch him and pulled her in. Natasha yelped as her chest hit him, their faces so close to each other. Jake forgot to breathe. And so did Natasha. He leaned forward, testing waters just like the last time, and no matter how desperately Natasha tried, she too leaned forward.

His lips were soft as feathers. Unlike when Natasha's brain was fogged with lust, she was clear as a day this time. Their lips worked in sync as Jake held her from the back of her neck. Natasha slipped her hand under his shirt, running her fingers across his chest. They were lost in each other, exploring their bodies as it was their first time, so much so that they didn’t hear the front door open.

They didn’t hear the footsteps as they approached the living room, nor the sudden silence in the atmosphere.

They broke out of trance only when they heard Bob.

“What the fuck?”

Phoenix pushed Jake away and turned around to see Rooster and Bob standing in the middle room, mouths hung open. As Jake sensed the tension in the air, he wasn't sure whether to breathe or not. “How did this…” Bob began to question the situation but Natasha was looking at Bradley looking at her clothing, Jake’s sweatshirt, that he has seen him in enough times to recognize anywhere. He was picturing them in another situation. Anyone with a functioning brain would make the same assumption as Bradley.

“I didn’t know that you two…” Bob’s voice was drowned out as Natasha stood up and looked at the three men, currently undergoing a lot of revelations at the moment. “I’ll see you all at the base, I have to go” giving Jake a look he would later decipher was a look mixed with embarrassment and longing, Natasha practically ran out the door towards her car.

—/—/—

“Bob, stop doing that,” Natasha whispers at him.

Since arriving on base, Bradley and Bob had teamed up on standing away from Natasha and Jake and staring at them ominously. “How did this happen? I just want to know because I’m trying really difficult to gaslight myself into believing it was a fever dream.” Bradley joins in, coming behind Bob.

“It's… ugh,” she grabs his arm and drags him to the couch in the common room and Bradley follows. They sit down and pick up a book lying on the table, just in case it looked like they were planning a coup.

“You remember Jason?” she begins.

“That two-faced son of a bitch who dumped you over text after cheating on you with his co-worker? Yes, I remember him.” venom dripped from Bradley’s voice as he recalled how heartbroken Natasha was after the incident.

Many did not know about Jason. Bradley did because at the time of her breakup he was the one to bring her ice cream and watch the 90s movies just to curse the ridiculous plot. Bob did because she told him after watching how he and Maria were meant to be, telling him about her biggest heartbreak.

“So, two years ago, the night he texted me, I drove to The Hard Deck to drown myself in alcohol. Penny was there to look after me." she sighs, recalling the night. “It was late, there were not a lot of people in there. Jake was there.” Bob and Bradley looked at each other in surprise. “He was coming over to just chat I guess, but I did a shit job of hiding my tears. One thing led to another and... we slept together.”

The three stayed silent for a while, and then Bob spoke up, “He manipulated you into sleeping with him while you were drunk!”

“No, No! Bob, I had like two beers. I wasn't even drunk. Everything that happened, it was consensual.” She sat up looking at both her best friends.

“Okay, okay we get it. But today at his place…”

“I don’t know, I just looked at him and… just…” she struggled to find the right words, an explanation as to why she kissed him.

There was none.

“You like him, Nat?” Bradley asked softly, holding her arm. “I don't know.” she took her head in her hands and exhaled.

—/—/—

It was a long day. He tried on multiple occasions to talk to Natasha, but she kept ignoring him. Bradley and Bob didn’t make it any easier, giving him a blank stare the entire day. It was a miracle the entire base didn’t know about this till now.

He sits in his car, heading home to wallow in his grief alone. The wedding was tomorrow, and he had no idea if Nat would still attend with him, after everything that had happened. He hears a knock on the window of his seat, finding Javy there. The man squinted at the window, knocking again for him to slide down the glass.

“Care to give me a ride, Jake? I hitched a ride with Payback, but he bailed on me." He laughed softly.

"Get in." He opens the door so he can climb into the passenger seat. Their houses were a block apart, so on the way, they caught up on everything. In between his flu and the arrangement with Nat, he had no time to talk to his best friend from the academy. He told them about the bachelor party and how Fanboy and Payback got too drunk and sang three Justin Bieber songs on karaoke until Pete himself begged them to stop. They laughed with tears coming out of their eyes as he showed him the video he took at the party.

As Jake pulled up to the driveway of Javy’s house, he turned to look at him. Javy smiled at him and asked, "You like her, Jake?"

Jake’s smile dropped as he looked at Javy. How did he… “Oh come on man! You really thought I wouldn't know? I see the way you look at her. Like she hung the moon and stars for you.”

Jake turned red, and he couldn’t help but smile as his friend caught him red-handed.

"Just tell her before it's too late, Jake. You never know if you will get a second chance or not." With that, he gets out of his car and walks inside his house.

Jake sits in the dark for a while, sifting through the words that just fell out of Javy’s mouth.

He recalls the morning after when he smiled before opening his eyes, expecting Nat to be sleeping next to him, thinking about asking her out for coffee, or breakfast. And how devastated he was to find her absent, just a note left at his bedside written by her.

Thank you.

-N

On reaching the base, he found out she had taken a leave. When Nat returned, she had returned to how she had been, and their relationship had reverted to calling names and making fun of each other. He never asked her or told her about how he felt. He regretted that for God knows how long, and some part of him still does.

This was his second chance. And he has to take it.

Thursday

The Blue, a wedding venue in Miramar, was on a hillside just next to the ocean. It was a beautiful sunny day, the snowy clouds in the bright blue sky scattered like they would in a painting. The tent was set up for the reception, providing space for all 35 guests. The flower arch over the stage was decorated with beautiful blue and white daisies. The stage was cleaned and swept and set up with a mic for the wedding officiator. The aisle was white, with miniature plane charms hanging from each chair as the guests began to settle in them, all in awe of the atmosphere around them. Waiting for the bride and groom to arrive

The Blue was where Nick “Goose” Bradshaw tied the knot with Carole, and where Tom “Iceman” Krazansky said his vows with Sarah.

And today, it was hosting the wedding of the man who was closest to both of them. Fate was cruel to Pete for they were not here today. Nick being his best man would try to calm him by saying stuff like “It’s just five minutes Mav, and then you’ll be sipping margaritas with Penny in Hawaii” and Tom would just rile him up “Ten bucks you will cry like a baby watching her coming down the aisle” just to see what happens.

But as Pete looked in the mirror of his hotel room, wearing his black suit with a sad smile on his face, he felt a hand on his shoulder.

He looked in the mirror at the man whose hand was on his shoulder. God, he looked so much like him. Bradley squeezed his shoulder. “They know Mav, and they are here. Both of them are.” Pete turned to give him a tight hug. It was impossible not to shed the tear he had been holding in since the dawn of the day.

—/—/—

Jake smiled at the duo, recalling how mere months ago Bradley was ready to throw hands with Pete. Now he is the one who would hand him the ring that was meant for Penny.

“Alright boys,” Pete says, wiping a tear and slapping a hand on Bradley’s shoulder, “Let’s do this.” the groomsmen got ready to walk out of the room and toward the stage.

The guests turned as the boys walked up the aisle, first Pete, and then Jake, Javy, Mickey, Bob, and Reuben behind him. They smiled and waved at people around them, some familiar faces from the base and some new. Jake looked to the officiator on the stage to discover it was none other than Hondo, their trusted 'push-up instructor' (a nickname that stuck after the dagger squad's first punishment).

The music played as everyone stood up for the bride to walk in. But it soon transitioned into “Footloose” by Kenny Loggins. In came Bradley in a crisp black suit and Amelia in a light blue frock wearing aviators, throwing flowers down the aisle while doing a whole dance routine. Everyone cheered and danced, and the boys couldn’t help but join them in the end.

Finally, Bradley and Amelia did a fist bump and took their places as the Best Man and Maid of Honor. The music changed, and Penny walked in.

He heard Pete’s breath hitch as soon as he saw Penny. She looked like an angel in the long white dress. Her dark hair was styled in a way that it was on a side. She held a bouquet of white and blue flowers, and unlike recent fashion, she wore a short translucent veil, covering her face. His gaze lingered from her to Pete, and then back again. He couldn't help wondering how two people could love each other so much, as their eyes were filled with nothing but love.

And then he saw a blur of lilac fabric right behind Penny.

Lilac.

Natasha came in view, her hair in a braided crown, holding a bouquet, and wearing that damn lilac dress. He felt warm in his chest, and the warmth slowly spread to his whole body as she neared. She was smiling at Pete, looking at how he was looking at Penny, and when her gaze turned to him, she smirked.

Jake forgot to breathe. As he took a long inhale, he realized his mouth was hanging open. His eyes found Natasha, now standing behind Penny on the stage, and she laughed at him.

Told you she mouthed.

And Jake couldn’t help but laugh himself. He now knew what Penny and Pete were feeling for each other. Because he felt the same way.

—/—/—

The opening notes of the slow song filled the air as the sun set down and the sky turned a beautiful shade of orange. Natasha took a long gulp of champagne, looking at Pete and Penny having their first dance as husband and wife.

She could describe the wedding as magical. It was magical.

Penny’s smile didn’t falter even a bit the whole day, and Pete was a blushing mess. She looked as Pete whispered something in her ear, and Penny’s jaw dropped. She hid her face in the crook of his neck as he laughed.

She has seen all her life the kind of love they shared. Her parents singing their favourite song as she sat in the backseat, her Cheerleader classmates kissing their Quarterback boyfriends after winning the game, the old couple walking down her college dorm every day holding hands, the barista from the coffee shop almost spilling the drink over herself as soon as the girl across the street came in for her order.

And now Penny and Pete.

They were true, and the cutest couple she ever came across.

She looked at the Dagger squad sitting around her, everyone lost in chatting and having a good time. Somehow Mickey and Javy had got hold of two sticks and were having a swordfight, and Callie and Neil (callsign - Omaha) were recording the whole thing on her phone, Reuben was holding on to his chair for dear life so he doesn’t fall down from laughing too hard and Maria was sitting on Bob’s lap as he rubbed circles on her back, looking at her when she was busy watching the newlyweds.

And then she found Jake, sitting next to Bradley. His hair was intact, and his blazer was open. He looked straight out of a movie. He had a soft smile etched on his face, as he looked at her.

"Bradshaw!" Amelia calls out, "I think we asked them to keep this PG.” Natasha looked behind her to see Amelia looking at Bradley and pointing toward the couple. Pete was kissing Penny and she was caressing his neck.

“Nah, I think we should let them off tonight. It’s their wedding after all,” he replied, raising his eyebrows at the girl in front of him.

She sits next to him, “so what does that make us, now that Pete and my mom are married?” Natasha now turned to the duo, looking at how the little girl was looking at Bradley with total confidence, and Bradley staring back with the same intensity. “Your adopted step-brother?” he furrows his brows as he says that.

The dagger squad sitting around him burst into laughter that instant. Amelia rolls her eyes as Bradley rubs his face with embarrassment. “I always wanted a dumbass brother. Let’s dance,” and she drags Bradley to the dance floor. Natasha watches as Bradley and Amelia dance together, and other couples join the dance floor.

“Care to dance?” Natasha looks to her side to see Jake standing by her, holding out his hand. She looks at his hand and then at his face, the smile on it. It wasn’t one of the cocky grins he did that made her blood boil, this was his genuine smile, his true self.

She takes his hand, just like he did two years ago at The Hard Deck when he took her off to somewhere she could forget the ache in her heart.

He escorted her to the dance floor, sneaking an arm around her waist and the other holding her hand. All while his gaze never wavered from hers. Natasha placed her hand on his shoulder and slowly started to sway to the music.

“How are you?” she asks him. “Great. Now that you are here," he smiles.

She laughed at the comment, scrunching up her nose. "Was that... Was that cheezy?” he asks her, heat rising to his face.

“A bit,” she says, returning her gaze to him. She wanted to remember this, him. The twinkle in his eyes, the loose tie around his neck, the texture of his grey blazer, and the small wrinkles around his eyes were adorable when he smiled for real.

Jake’s heart was beating fast, as he stared at the loose strands of Natasha's hair escaping her crown, how her dress felt under his hands, the dip of her waist, and her eyes. Oh, her eyes. He could swear that no one has ever looked at him the way she was right now.

“I wanted to say something.” Jake starts.

“Me too.”

“I am an idiot-”

“I know”

“-to not tell you this sooner. I wanted to for a long time.” He stops dancing and just looks at her.

“I-” he begins, he had so much to say.

Whenever she laughed or gave him the side eye when he annoyed her, her voice on his radio made him smile. It was her who made him feel like this, like...

Like he loved her.

But before the words passed his lips, he heard her voice, “I really like you, Jake.” And he swore he was done for right then and there.

“I really like you too, Natasha," he said, feeling giddy. Saying her name and hearing his name from her.

They smiled at each other, as Natasha gripped his hand tighter. Jake pulled her closer, their bodies flush together. They leaned toward each other in tandem, lips ghosting just inches apart as they looked each other in the eyes, and then, they kissed.

—/—/—

“I knew that was gonna happen!” Callie gasped catching Niel’s attention. They kept staring at Natasha and Jake kissing on the dance floor.

Mickey gave Reuben a confused glance and Javy nodded as he sipped his drink. Bob and Bradley looked at each other on the dance floor, smiling at the scene.

All in all, it was a happy ending for everyone.

Sequel! (Mickey Garcia x fem!Reader) || Call Out My Name

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IF THE HANTENGU CLONES PLAY UNO :D

Sekido was excited for a match, he was feeling cocky because he felt he was bound to win.

Urogi was also very much in the mood to play uno. He was rather excited as he sat down with his legs crossed, his golden hair was neatly combed back and in a ponytail and he was holding the deck of Cards with a rather charming smile.

Sitting across from you was indeed Karaku, demon of pleasure.

He was feeling a strong feeling of thrill while holding the deck of cards.

His lips curved into a rather cheeky grin as he looked across from you with such confidence, He was ready for the challenge.

Sekido looked at Karaku with a devilish grin on his face.

"Imma beat yo ass real hard in this match."

He chuckled with such arrogance.

"You ready for me, demon of pleasure?"

Aizetsu was also excited to play a game of Uno! He was holding the cards and his inhaler. The demon of sorrow chuckled with such excitement, He was feeling very energetic.

He then spoke up with a mischievous smile on his face.

"Do you wish to start or me?"

Urogi was already enjoying himself as he shuffled the deck of cards with such agility. Then he finally spoke up with a smirk on his face.

"Alright, demon of sorrow! Why don't you start then?"

His soft golden eyes looked at you with such a confident and charismatic smile on his smug face. He then placed the deck of cards on the table for both of your grabs.

"The table is yours~"

Looking over at the deck of cards with such anticipation.

"Thank you, demon of joy"

He then grabbed a card with his long, sharp nails and placed it face down. He then looked at you with such anticipation and confidence.

"You may now start your turn first and place a card down."

He then chuckled with such arrogance.

Aizetsu let out a sigh of relief, He placed the first card out. Then soon grabbed his inhaler and took a breathe in from it, Aizetsu felt so nervous playing this game... However it is all for fun. The demon of sorrow placed a yellow and blue card on the table. He smirked. Aizetsu then thought to himself.

"I hope I pick the right cards.. So I can win this game."

Karaku then placed down a +5 green card on the table and stared at you "Heh heh.."

He then looked at you and smirked.

*"This game is now mine~" He chuckled with such a confident tone, He then grabbed a card with his sharp claws. He had to grab it fast before anyone else could grab it.

Sekido was fuming with rage, as he had to pick up 8 cards. He was now sweating, the demon of anger was on the edge of his seat. “I’ll destroy you! I swear I will. If I end up losing this game.”

He said with an aggressive tone. Then he grabbed a card immediately. His eyes widened as he realized it was the reverse card.

”No!”

Aizetsu saw Sekido pick a reverse card, This was a good opportunity for him to win this game. He thought to himself, He felt a sudden wave of happiness.

"If he plays that.. I'll win."

Aizetsu thought a bit longer and decided to play a card. He smiled with so much confidence and pride, He knew he was going to win the game for sure. His smile was so wide, his teeth shown.

Aizetsu saw Karaku play a block card on Urogi, This means he has to add two more cards to his stack. Aizetsu thought this was a perfect opportunity to play a +2 card. Aizetsu played down a green card and smiled.

"Haha! Your turn Karaku."

Aizetsu put a hand on his hip and smirked.

"Doh!! A+2. Now I need to draw two more cards." Urogi, the demon of joy was shocked by such unfortunate turn-of-events. But it didn't make him any less happier with these circumstances, since he still enjoyed playing Uno. His golden hair neatly brushed.

"Alright, demon of pleasure you're turn, Karaku."

Urogi handed out two cards for Karaku to pick up.

"Your move!~"

Karaku took a moment to think things over. He was thinking about using one of his special cards or a regular turn card.

"Ohh? What card shall I use?.."

He smirked and placed a +4 card on the table. He looked at you with such a sinister look.

"I'm going all out now!!"

He then smirked and took a card with his sharp claws.

Sekido took the +4 cards angrily, he now had to draw four cards from the deck. He was now sweating and his face was red with extreme anger. The demon of anger was absolutely raging.

"DAMN IT! I'm running out of options... This is unfair, I'm not gonna lose."

He slammed his fist on the table.

"Oh no, the demon of anger has a temper tantrum"

Karaku laughed as he smirked.

"Poor Sekido, Don't have a tantrum."

He chuckled and took another card with his sharp claws, His eyes twinkled.

Aizetsu was still feeling happy until he saw Sekido getting more and more angry..

"Uhm, Sekido? Are you good?"

Aizetsu asked, as he looked over to him with such a concerned look in his face, Aizetsu grabbed a card with his claws and placed it down. He seemed to be more focused on his cards now.

"I'm going to win for sure.."

Urogi was very confused seeing Sekido lose his temper, he felt bad for him but this was a game nonetheless. He had to focus on his turn now. He was feeling confident with his hand so he had to put down his cards now. He smiled widely and placed a +3 card. Which meant that Karaku would now have to draw 5 cards.

"This game is mine, demon of pleasure!!"

Sekido plays the block card angrily, and he points and shouts at Aizetsu.

"Aizetsu! You dare challenge me this way? I will destroy you!"

The demon of anger is now in an unstoppable rage, sweating profusely from his forehead.

He then placed a +4 card on the deck, and shouts at Aizetsu once more.

"You're gonna have to draw 8 more cards! MUAHAHAHAHHAH!!"

Karaku was shocked to see Sekido going overboard with his rage, He sighed and looked at him with a sympathetic look on his face.

"It's just a game Sekido, Don't lose your temper.."

He said to Sekido as he smirked and grabbed a +2 card. He was now gonna place one of his special cards next.

"YOU THINK THIS IS JUST A GAME? THIS IS WAR!!! I'LL CRUSH YOU IN THIS GAME!!"

Sekido then placed another +4 card on the stack, causing Aizetsu to draw 8 more cards, His face was still red with anger. This has to be a new record for him.

"You're done for my friend, you're really done for this time...!"

He said with such arrogance.

Urogi was smiling as he watched Aizetsu and Sekido's Uno match. He was very much amused and found this whole ordeal to be very humorous. He then placed a blue +2 card on the table, his golden eyes sparkled.

"Seems like Aizetsu will be drawing 2 cards~"

Urogi placed down the card and smirked, he was feeling too confident that he would win this game for sure.

Aizetsu's eyes widened, when the +2 card was placed he gasped for air and went silent.. Then he looked down at his inhaler and sighed.

"Uh, give me a minute.."

He then grabbed his inhaler and took a huge breathe in and out, He felt better now and his breathing was back to normal.

"Okay, I'm ready now.. Your turn Karaku."

Aizetsu smirked.

"Who's gonna win, who knows?.."

"Ahhh..."

Karaku groaned in pain. He then looked at Sekido with a rather annoyed face.

"What was that for!? You're so childish right now, You're getting mad over a little game of Uno?"

He said to Sekido whilst he rubbed his own leg and sighed. He then took a card and placed it down on the table, it was a green +2 card.

Urogi saw that Sekido kicked Karaku, he laughed.

"Oooo~ I think I know who is gonna win now!~" Urogi smirked, he couldn't believe that Sekido would be so frustrated over a game such as Uno. His wings gently fluttered in the wind.

"Shall I go ahead and pick out a card now~?"

He asked while holding the deck of cards. His talons were itching to pick out a card.

Karaku let out a grunt as he looked over at Sekido. He then smirked as he placed down a red +6 card down on the table. He then smiled and looked over at Sekido as he spoke with an excited voice.

"Well, what a fine coincidence! You see, This card actually doubles the stack, So now you'll have to pick up 12 cards!~" Karaku chuckled at his play as he took out yet another card from the deck.

But soon after, Karaku let out an loud, ear-piercing scream as he was hit across his face with the wooden chair by Sekido, It almost felt like someone took a whole axe on his face. His nose started bleeding profusely and he fell to the floor. He then got up, his face was filled with anger.

"What did you do that for!?"

He then took a quick glance at Aizetsu, He was shocked he started crying. He then turned it attention back to Sekido. He was fuming now, and had such rage in his eyes.

Aizetsu covered his ears at the ear-piercing scream that came out from Karaku. Aizetsu saw how Sekido hit Karaku with a wooden chair, it was shocking. Aizetsu then turned his attention back down at his cards and he started tearing up.

The demon of sorrow was crying, Aizetsu couldn't believe how mad everyone got.. Especially over a small game of UNO.. Just what happened..? All the excitement, and joy is gone..

"Y-y-y-you f-fell on the floor.."

Urogi couldn't help but to chuckle at the scene that had just taken place. He saw Karaku on the floor now, with a broken nose and crying.

"Well. Looks like I'm winning for sure this game."

He chuckled, that scene made Urogi even more happier with the current situation, He was now feeling very smug.

"This is my play!"

Urogi said with a smile as he picked out a red +2 card and placed it on the table. This means that Karaku will pick up two more cards.

Karaku clenched his teeth and got up from the floor. He was now even more angry, A broken nose and some tear streaks on his face.

"I WILL BE YOUR DOWNFALL, UROGI!!"

He then picked up a card with his sharp claws and looked over at you with such rage. He then smirked and placed the +8 card down on the table.

"It's your play now, So make it count!!"

He chuckled with such arrogance.

Urogi was grinning as he saw Karaku place the +8 card on the table. This meant that Karaku now had to draw 8 cards in total, Urogi's eyes sparked as he placed down another +2 card down on top of the +8 card. This means Karaku must draw 10 cards. Urogi chuckled, his demon wings fluttered in delight. He was feeling more confident now. He was grinning with his devilish yellow eyes that sparkled with delight.

"Let's make things more spicy, demon of pleasure. Right?"

Sekido slammed his fist down on the table, he now only had one draw card and was sweating profusely. His face was still filled with anger.

"You're taking the piss here! Playing around with the game like that... You wanna fight me now?"

He said to Urogi, the demon of anger was very mad now. He slammed another card down on the stack.

"Pick up 6 cards."

He shouted to Urogi, causing the demon of sorrow to tear up once more.

Aizetsu was crying, His face was swollen with tears as he covered his ears with his claws. He couldn't stand the ear piercing shouts everyone kept letting out, it hurt his ears so much. Aizetsu then closed his eyes and began to hum a melody. He was trying to ignore everyone and his situation to calm himself down.. He didn't want to play anymore, It was ruining his precious moment with his brothers..

"Ohhh.. I think you have an extra plus six card there!"

Aizetsu looked over at Sekido and he frowned.

Urogi felt bad for Aizetsu, he couldn't stand the look of him. The demon of joy felt bad seeing Aizetsu so upset, he just wanted everyone to be happy. Urogi placed a blue card on the stack. This meant that Sekido will pick up 3 more cards.

"It seems that everyone wants to win this game at all costs, demon of anger."

Urogi said calmly and chuckled, he felt bad for Sekido at the same time. This game has changed so many times it's now becoming a game of uno battle.

Karaku smiled as he patted Aizetsu's head with his teddy bear. He spoke softly to him, trying to comfort him.

"There, There.. It's okay little bro.. It's just about time this silly game ends."

Karaku then turned back to Urogi, He smirked at him as he watched him put a green +3 card on the stack.

"Looks like someone wants to one up me huh?~"

He chuckled.

"Time for my turn~"

Urogi's wings fluttered as he smiled, he was amused again since this whole ordeal was becoming so interesting. He could see how both Karaku was becoming angry at him, at the same time Aizetsu was also becoming upset because he just wanted the game to end. Aizetsu was still holding onto Karaku's teddy bear, he held it close to his chest as he looked down at the deck.

**"There is only 3 cards left.."

Urogi said with a sly smirk on his face. He knew he had won this game.

But then. Sekido place down his last card, he won

Karaku couldn't believe it, he was so close to winning! He then let out a loud groan as he looked over at Sekido.

"OH COME ON!! HOW DID YOU WAAAIN!!!???"

He then started stomping his feet on the floor, he was acting like a big baby now. The demon of pleasure was filled with absolute rage and anger. Aizetsu couldn't calm him down, he kept on stomping his feet.

"You mad bro? This was supposed to be a little game, but it turned into a war, you should learn not to get angry in a silly card game next time. Now that I've won, pick up all those cards buddy, I wanna see how angry you can get."

Sekido laughed uncontrollably now, and his hair blew faster now, he had his arms crossed and smirked at Karaku even more.

Karaku growled and snarled like a maddened beast, Aizetsu tried to calm him down but he just wouldn't listen to a word. He then looked over at Sekido, he was growling fiercely at him.

"You think this is funny you big idiot?!"

He said with such anger in his voice.

His voice was so loud, that the chair he was standing on actually broke right under him, causing him to fall down hard on the floor. He then groaned from the pain.

Aizetsu was crying, He held his teddy bear close to his chest as he covered his ears.. Tears were flowing down his cheeks as all this yelling was hurting.. He was shaking and trembling from the stress and the amount of noises. "It's.. So loud..."

He said softly.. Aizetsu was now hugging his teddy bear and was shaking in fear.

"Wh-why is everyone so mad.. I.. I just wanted to play a game.."

Urogi screamed like a bird. He grabbed the entire table and flipped it

Karaku was now very angry at Urogi, He screamed at him like a wild beast

"YOU FOOL!!! HOW DARE YOU FLIP OVER THE TABLEEEEEE!!!"

He said with such rage in his voice, Karaku was even growling at you. He was feeling so incredibly salty about losing and being bullied throughout the game.

The demon of pleasure stood up and took the entire Uno deck on the table.

"I'M GOING TO WRECK AND DESTROY THIS DECK!!! I'M GOING TO MAKE YOU SUFFER!"

Sekido saw how Karaku was holding the entire deck, the demon of anger took the deck and tore it into shreds. Aizetsu started to cry more when he saw the cards being torn apart, it broke his heart to see this.

*"Why would you do that? Karaku.. The game is over now, you can calm down now.. We can talk about this later.."

He took a deep breath and looked at the torn apart deck.

"What have you done..?"

He sighed loudly, he looked defeated now.

Aizetsu started crying even more, his tears were streaming down his cheeks as he had his paws over his ears again.. He just wanted this madness to stop.. He just wanted everyone to be happy and calm.. Why was everyone yelling? Why did the +2 card ruin all of this? This game use to be a happy, and calm game for everyone to play.. Now it's all just chaos and anger.. "I-i-it's over?.." He wiped his face and sighed, Then his eyes glowed up a tiny bit.

Karaku was still holding the torn-up deck, he then growled and punched the air hard.

"WHY DID YOU GUYS GET SO COMPETITIVE AND AGGRESIVE IN THIS GAME OF UNO?!!! It use to be so peaceful and calm.. But now it's just anger, rage, sadness and madness! IT'S ALL CHAOS NOW!"

He yelled loudly, his voice was just so ear-piercing.. It felt like someone had stabbed your ears. Then he punched the wall really hard, he couldn`t handle this kind of stress..

Urogi flinched as he heard Karaku yell even louder than before, he covered his ears once again and started to hum in an attempt to get the loud noises out of his mind. Karaka's punches and yelling was so loud that it was bothering Urogi. He was now shaking in fear, but he didn't want to be called out for being a scaredy cat so he tried to act as brave as possible. He sighed and looked over at Karaku.

"Temper temper.. Temper temper.." Urogi said to Karaku with a smile.

Sekido quickly took action, He hit both Urogi and Karaku hard with his Khakkhara, Both of them were knocked down by his wings, they both landed painfully onto the floor. Sekido was breathing heavily now, He had his fist clenched and was breathing in rage.

"I'm SO TIRED OF BOTH OF YOU!! Stop arguing and screaming, just take this game normally for once!! If only those goddamn +2 draw cards and all these chaotic draw card powers weren't even a thing, If only we could play this god damn game like normal.."

Karaku was down on the floor and was bleeding from his face.

"I CAN'T!!! THIS IS ALL UROGI'S FAULT!! HE STARTED TO USE ALL THESE UNRESTRAINED +2'S AND +10'S AND EVERYTHING IN-BETWEEN!! IT'S HIS FAULT THIS GAME HAS GONE SO TERRIBLY WRONG!!"

Karaku was very angry and yelled loudly at Urogi again, His voice was getting on your nerves, it hurt so much to hear him scream.

Sekido growled at Urogi, his ears sharpened and his wings curled up to be more intimidating, He then screamed at Urogi and flipped him off once more. Karaku still layed on the floor, his head was all bloody now.

"You know what.. I CAN'T HANDLE YOU TWO ANYMORE!!"

Sekido roared out loud, he then grabbed Urogi's and Karaku's necks and lifted them up to his face. They both were now choking and couldn't breathe.

Karaku was choking, he started coughing. Then he heard Aizetsu speak.

"My inhaler, I need my inhaler!"

Karaku immediately dropped both Urogi and Sekido and ran over to Aizetsu, He could see how he was struggling to breathe. The demon of pleasure immediately took his inhaler out and gave it to him.

"Take the inhaler, Aizetsu! I know you can't breathe without it.."

He said this with a concerned tone, the demon of pleasure wanted Aizetsu to be able to breathe again.

Urogi watched the scene unfold, he felt bad for Aizetsu.. He let out a sigh and walked over to him. He took the inhaler out of Aizetsu's hand and placed it in front of him.

"Take it Aizetsu, You need to breathe.. I'm so sorry Aizetsu.. I'm so, so sorry for all of this.."

Urogi sounded sincere as he spoke to Aizetsu.. His tone switched to a calm and more somber tone.

All three brothers were now in a state of sadness and shock, the atmosphere within the room was now filled with a sadness and quietness. All of them were silent, none of them wanted this outcome.. All they wanted was a peaceful game of Uno.. The demon of anger was now feeling guilty for how everything went, He was looking down on the floor with a depressed tone now.

The demon of pleasure was also in a depressed state of mind, he was now feeling very guilty and felt a sense of shame for all the chaos that unfolded.

Aizetsu was sobbing on the floor now.. Aizetsu never wanted his brothers to go through this.. He just wanted to play a fun harmless game of Uno.. But he knew something bad was going to happen.. He expected this to happen. But the demon of pleasure and the demon of anger had to ruin everything..

**"I-i-i-it's okay.. I knew something like this was going to happen.. So don't be sad."

Aizetsu didn't say anything else, He just sat on the floor and sobbed.

All three brothers were now hugging and apologizing to Aizetsu. The demon of anger was sorry, the demon of pleasure was sorry... The demon of joy was also sorry.. He wished that nothing like this ever happened. This is not what they wanted to play, they only wished for a fun, light-hearted game of Uno..

They all hugged Aizetsu tightly, not wanting to let him go after all the chaos they just caused to him. The demon of anger wiped Aizetsu's tears, his heart melted as he saw Aizetsu cry like this.

Karaku's heart was filled with so much guilt and sadness as he helped Aizetsu wipe his tears away. He now had tears in his eyes as well..

"I'm so, so sorry Aizetsu... Please don't ever forgive me for acting the way I did.. This game was just a dumb game of uno.. We didn't have to take it this seriously.."

He wiped Aizetsu's tears off again. He then looked up at his other brother.

"Urogi... Did you really have to flip over the table like that..?"

"Yeah, come on Urogi! It was supposed to be a fun, relaxing game of Uno! But no.. You had to have your +3 card and now you're blaming it on someone else! This whole game is messed up now! We should never play this again!"

Sekido looked so mad now, he didn't even care to say sorry. His head was so filled with anger and chaos that he just unleashed himself into the whole room now. His Robe swayed and he stomped his feet violently on the floor for emphasis.

"Oh come on! We can still salvage this! There is still 1 card that can be flipped over, we can turn this game around. Maybe this game still has a chance."

Karaku tried to put a smile on his face, he knew the cards were all messed up and that the game was becoming chaos. Maybe they could calm down now and have a nice and peaceful game of uno again.

"Urogi, can't your +3 card work it's magic now? Don't we have some sort of way to fix this game and get back to peace?"

"Okay, okay, okay... Yes we can fix this. We just have to calm down and collect ourselves. I'm not going to give up that easy, I refuse. Okay, Okay.. So.. Uum.. There's still hope."

Sekido was hoping and praying that this game wasn't lost yet, he placed his palm on his forehead and sighed now.

"Alright, So Aizetsu needs to flip the last card now."

"Aizetsu can fix this, the demon of sorrow can bring back this card game to peace and happiness."

The demon of pleasure was now hopeful that they could fix this game now, his face looked more serious now.

""Alright, now it's Aizetsu's turn to flip over the last card. I hope this can fix this whole situation.. It'd be a shame if everything was messed up because of just one simple little game."

The demon of pleasure crossed his arms together as he looked over at Aizetsu.

""Okay.. Okay.. I'll get this game back on.. Back on track.. I.. I just wanted to play uno because I knew we would have fun... But this.. This turned into a big mess.. But not everything is lost now.. Here.. I'll flip the card..""

Aizetsu took a deep breath and wiped his face again.

"This card game better be the best experience now after all of this chaos, If this game doesn't turn great now.. I'll never forgive any of you."

Urogi was starting to become angry again seeing how this turned out now.. He felt bad for Aizetsu, he knew he only wanted to have a fun time.. But it turned into chaos just by one +3 card.. Everyone lost their sanity over this. This didn't seem right, how did it come to this? And how are these cards this powerful..

"Well then.. You better flip the damn card.. Let's hope that this game is great now.."

Urogi sounded angry as he spoke, but he still felt bad for Aizetsu.

""One, Twice, Three.. Here we go.. Here we go..""

Aizetsu looked nervous as he was flipping the card. This was the last card they had and only one card left on the deck, What if a draw card was revealed?? They were all nervous for this turn and it was a huge moment.. Would they have a chance at fixing this game still? Or would the game be doomed..

Sekido watched closely on what the card will be, He was very anxious and hoped for the best. He wanted Aizetsu to get a card that didn't mess up the game and didn't have any effects that will ruin it. He wanted the whole game to not be in chaos right now.

"Aizetsu! Please let it be a normal card and not another +3 card..."

The demon of anger wished and hoped for this all to be over soon...

""Oh my god, It's a normal card...... It's not a draw card, or a +3 card.. This is just a normal card..""

Aizetsu let out a big sigh of relief, He was happy that it wasn't a draw card or a +3 card.. The game had been in chaos this whole time.. But now they had some room to breathe.

""It's only a 2 card.. This doesn't really do much, But this might get the game back on track.. We can get back to peace now..""

Urogi let out a big sigh of relief, he felt better now. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and looked at Aizetsu. He knew the game wasn't perfect yet, but there was still a chance..

"This is really good, we still have some room left to make the game fun and relaxing once more.. We can't mess this up again.. We just have to be calm.. And play this game like normal..."

Urogi looked determined to play this game again, and he wasn't going to mess this up.

Karaku was also relieved now that this card game was not over, It was one of his life's joys after all. He looked over at his brother once again.

"We can get this game back on track.. It's not lost yet.. We just have to be more responsible with what cards we play.. That means no more +3, +5, +7 cards.. and definitely no more +20 and +40 cards.. This game can be saved."

The demon of pleasure still looked a bit tense, and he was afraid that this card game would be ruined again..

Urogi took a deep breath and nodded slowly.

"Yes, we have to be responsible.. We all can have fun playing this game again. But we just have to be careful and just play our cards right. That means no more +3, +5, +7 cards, no +20 and +40 cards. Let's just play the game like normal and not be aggressive with it.." Urogi sounded more optimistic now, he was glad that this was still working out. He hoped this game would have a happy ending.

""Phew! We lucked out, we still have some hope left. It's not the end of the world yet, we just need to keep playing like normal without being reckless and aggressive on each other.. We didn't want this to destroy us like this.. We gotta calm down and play like proper demons, and not act like a bunch of angry idiots. Now.. Let's see what kind of fun we can do.."

The demon of anger let out a sigh as he was starting to calm down now. He was glad that this wasn't ruined beyond repair.

""Exactly! We have to play like normal demons now, We have to respect each other and have fun without any aggression, anger or recklessness.. Then our game is all set! We can have so much joy and fun playing this game. We can all enjoy it again!!""

Aizetsu was now very happy that they all came down to a understanding now. His arms lowered and he now looked relieved... He looked at Karaku, Sekido and Urogi, he couldn't wait to have another nice and peaceful game of uno with his brothers again.

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