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shelfwar · 2 years

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Maverick X Reader ~Can we try again?~

Warnings:Angst, slight smut, curse words, fluff 18+

You and Pete were best friends growing up, like y'all did everything together to the point he became part of your family and you became part of his family. You could even remember the day you two met, it was the first day of kindergarten and you were the new girl at the school. You had stumbled up to the bus stop you were assigned to, and waited for the bus along with some other kids twice your age.

When you spotted the yellow bus everyone lined up, but of course the older kids pushed and shoved you to the back of the line. Once it was your turn to climb up the stairs you nervously asked the bus driver if this was going to Beaver elementary school. The driver nodded yes as you made your way onto the bus, instantly kids moved to the outside of the seats making it harder for you to find one, until one kid didn't.

He had raven black hair with piercing green eyes, he also had on a airforce one shirt and a pair of blue jeans. So you plopped down next to the boy, which he greeted you with a big toothy smile. "I'm Pete, what's your name?" "I'm uh, y/n." "Well nice to meet you. I'm assuming your new right?" "Yeah." You whispered as you looked down at your backpack. "I can show you to your classroom if you would like y/n?" "Uh okay." "Awesome!" He chuckled as you did to.

By the time high school rolled around it was obvious to everyone that you were a couple, but in reality you weren't you were just good friends. In fact the two of you were crowned homecoming king and queen your senior year. But before the two of you could even graduate bad news had struck you, you'd have to move to California because of your father's job.

So here you both are in the middle of the woods hiking. "Pete?" "Yeah, y/n?" Pete stopped dead in his tracks as he looked at your worried face. "Y/n, what's wrong?" "Me-me and my family are moving." You sobbed as he held you close. "Hey is thats a good thing, right?" "No Pete, I'm moving to California." "What" Pete whispered softly. "I'm sorry, it-it wasn't my idea" "Shh, it's okay." "No it's not Pete! Your my best-" Pete cut you off in with a hard kiss before breaking it.

"Pete" "I know it's not your fault and I just thought that if I kissed you, you'd-" This time it was you who cut him off in a kiss.

That was 5 years ago, when you both confessed your feelings for each other with a kiss. So here you are working on the Top Gun planes that the aviators will be flying here in 2 days. The commanding officer Viper walked onto the hanger letting out a low whistle. "Miss y/l/n are these jets in tip top shape?" Viper said as he touched the jet. "Ah yes sir, just putting on the last nut." "Okay, thank you y/n for all of the overtime." "Your welcome sir!" You saluted to him before he left the hanger.

That afternoon, you sat on your porch and watched as all of the new pilots made there way to there new homes for the next couple of months. As you were watching you noticed a very familer set of black hair in the distance, no it can't be you thought as the man shut the door behind him, as another man did to. "Pete?"

The next morning you had a written letter on your door step from Viper stating that you had to show up to the first day of class. So that morning you arrived at work a tad bit early from everyone else because you wanted the planes to be in tip top shape as Viper said. So you placed your aviators on and you made your way to the hanger were the class would be held in.

When you arrived Viper and the rest of the commanding officers were standing in front so that the class would face them. So you took a deep breath and walked down the isle whilst being introduced. "Ah, here she is our head plane mechanic y/f/n. She will be your go to gal if you notice anything off, I mean anything off with your aircraft, you will report it to her."

When you got up to the group you nodded your head and faced the whole class, while taking off your sunglasses. "Hello, and welcome! I'm y/n your lead mechanic. If you notice anything I mean anything don't be afraid to swing by my area." You smiled as you scanned the room, but someone familiar once again caught your eye. It was Pete Mitchell.

Pete looked your way, as his eyes grew wide with surprise as the man next to him tried to get his attention back. "Alright pilots! I expect you here right away in the morning for our first training! Class dismissed."

"I see someone eyeing you up." Charlotte the other flight instructor said as the pilots got up and left the hanger.

"What's his name?" You asked not taking your eyes off of him."Pete "Maverick Mitchell, why?" "Oh just wondering." You said as you walked away from Charlotte so you could work on your personal plane. Once you arrived you shed off your jumpsuit and was left with a army green shirt with bleach washed jeans. You walked over to your radio and turned it to country. After that you walked over to your piper cub and started it up, just to hear if it needed some well needed tuning to the engine.

Once you were satisfied with the way it sounded you killed the engine and checked the tire pressure, instantly you heard a low hiss coming from one of the front tires. So you walked over to your work bench and got out the supplies that you needed to repair the flat tire. "So your our head mechanic I saw this morning!" You look up to see 2 two men still dressed in there flight suits. One had frosted blonde tips as for the other man he was oddly tall.

"Uh, yeah I'm your mechanic. What can I do for you fellas?" "We just wanted to get to know the base, you know?" The blonde one said. "Uh, okay. I'm y/n aka Leaf." "You fly?" "Of course, why would I be fixing up the Piper huh?" "Explains enough. I'm Ron "Slider" Kerner." "Howdy." "And I'm Tom "Iceman" Kazansky." "Noice, now if you don't mind I'm going to be tinkering around." "Ok, then. We will get going." "Bye Leaf" "Bye Iceman, Bye Slider."

You waved goodbye to the pilots as you went back to work. After a while you went over to your work bench and placed all your tools in the right spot before heading back home.

Once you got home you hopped into the shower, and got changed so you could go to the local bar. Once satisfied with your look, you wandered down to the beach bar. In the distance you could smell burgers, booze and cigarettes as you got closer to the bar.

Once there you opened the doors and found a empty stool at the bar. "Hey, Leaf what can I get you?" "You know the usual." You sighed as you dug out a 20 from your pocket. "Alright one rum and coke coming up." "Thanks, Garrett." "Anytime my dear." Garrett handed you your drink beneath a coaster with the bars logo on it.

You started to look around as you saw many pilots with there whites on, then you saw Iceman and Slider with Pete and his friend. So you picked up your drink and made it there way. "Hey, Ice and Slider." "Hey, if it isn't Leaf!" "Hi guys" "Oh, this is Goose or Nick Bradshaw." Slider said as he pointed to a man next to Pete. "And this is Pete "Maverick"-" "Mitchell" You finished Sliders sentence. "Holy shit." You heard Goose say as he stared at you.

"Wait, your the girl Mav keeps on explaining to me. How did you to-" "We grew up together." Maverick said as he stared at you. As he stared at you another memory came flooding back to you.

"Pete" "Hm." Pete hummed as he held your naked body close to his, under the covers. "I'm gonna miss you Pete." He sighed before he leaned on his elbow looking down at your tired face. "I know I'm gonna miss you to baby." "I'm sorry Pete this whole moving had to happen." "Hey it isn't your fault love, your dad found a better job to keep a roof over your heads." "I know, Pete." "I love you." "He whispered as he cradled your face with his hand. "Pete I love you to." Pete leaned down and gently placed a kiss on your lips before getting up to help you put on some clothes before he did to.

After that he crawled back into the bed with you and cuddled you from behind. "Pete?" "Yeah, love" "I'm scared for this next chapter in my life in California. A country girl going to the big city. It doesn’t have a ring to it." "I'm sure you'll be fine baby, remember I'm a call away." "I know." You said as you kissed his knuckles.

Once you moved away Pete and you would talk almost every day but then he stopped calling. During that time you thought he broke up with you, but later it did confirm in a letter from him stating that the navy owns his ass now and he needed to brake up with you. You still remember that letter and how it was crinkled into your fist as you cried and cried, that the fact you lost your best friend to the navy. In fact you framed that letter and hung in your room as a daily reminder to keep on moving through the break up.

"So wait, a second Mav and you were friends!" "We were!" You snarked at Goose. "Listen it's been a long day/night I can't deal with this shit right now." You said as you tried to hide your sadness. "I'm sorry" Was all you heard from Pete as you walked away from the trio.

You walked up to Iceman and his RIO and just stood there. "Leaf, you good?" Slider asked as he hit the pool stick. "Yeah, just. It's Maverick." "What the hell did that punk do?" Iceman said very protectively as you jumped a bit. "We had a past." You whispered loud enough so only those two could hear. "You two had a past together?" "Yeah. We were best friends until he broke up with me 3 years ago." "Aw Leaf, it's okay!" "I know, I'm being a baby." "No, your fine I've had some relationships like that. Trust us your not the only one."

"Awe thanks Ice!" You said playfully. After an hour of getting to know the trio you decided it was time to head back home although you only had one drink. "See ya later guys!" "By Leaf." You started your way our of the bar when you felt a hand on your shoulder. "Y/n, can I talk to you?" You turned around on your heels and saw Pete standing there. "Go away Maverick, I don't wanna hear your excuses of me and you. I know it was all my fault so just drop it."

You hissed at him as you continued your way out of the bar and to the outside. Once you got out there you let out a sigh and started your way home. That night you didn't sleep for shit, all you could think of was Pete's face and how he really cared for you when you two were dating. Hell you remember when you had your first panic attack in front of him. At first he was ever loving confused but as you started to studder profanities about how you looked or why should he be dating you. He instantly took you into his arms as you shuddered in his embrace. "Hey, hey it's okay. You are human and a wonderful one to be exact. I love everything about you y/n. And screw the rest of them questioning my decision to be with you."

The next morning you grabbed the coffee grounds and put it into the coffee maker and waited for the best caffeine in the world. Whille waiting you made breakfast and got dressed for the day. Once your coffee was done you just grabbed the whole coffee jug from the maker and made your way down to work.

When you arrived you placed your backpack on your chair as you drank big gulps of the hot liquid, before opening up the big hanger doors to let the breeze fill the room. "Y/n?" You looked in the direction of the voice to see Pete in his flight suit along with his helmet in one of his hands. "Maverick, what do you want?" You scoffed as you picked up the coffee jug and drank from it. "You still do that?" He questioned as he moved closer to me. "Yeah, I do. Why are you here?" "What do you mean?" "What I mean, is why are you here in my hanger?"

He let out a sigh before speaking. "Because I want to explain everything." "Oh you already did Maverick." You said as you moved over to your desk. "No- no I didn't y/n. Jesus it hurt for me to write that fucking letter, it torn me to pieces because you were thousands of miles from me! I wanted you right there to say goodbye to me, tell me to come home to besides my parents. I missed you, I missed us."

You felt a tear roll down your cheek as you looked at your wall of pictures, there hung a picture of you and Pete at graduation. "Mav-" "I know your upset with me, but you were the one who technically left me." "Left you?!? Maverick I had no choice!" "I know, and and." "And what Pete." You said as you swiveled in your chair, as you did that his eyes widen.

"What did the fucking Navy steal my boyfriends heart cause I think it did Pete." "It wasn't the navy's fault!" "Then who's fault is it Pete?" "Ours because we went on our separate ways in life " "mine wasn't controlled Pete! Yours was!" By now you were angry crying. "Listen, I knew were I was gonna be stationed at, it was near March air force base and damn well I was gonna try to find you."

"I was so desperate to find you y/n, but after a while I gave up." Pete got down on his knees so he could face you, as he took your hands in his. "I'm sorry that we broke up and I'm sorry this all happened but I wanna give us a second chance, what do you say Leaf?" You looked up at him with a grin before you pulled him into a much needed hug.

When you broke the hug Pete leaned in as both of your lips clashed together in a very passionate kiss. You felt him grab your hips before placing you safely in his lap as you wrapped your arms around his neck. "MAV WERE ARE YOU, WE'RE GONNA- oh." You both broke the kiss as you heard Goose walk into the hanger. "Oh thats right, sorry Leaf." Maverick helped you back up on your feet as he wrapped his arm around your waist.

"You two can explain later. Come on Mav!" By now Goose was dragging Maverick out of the hanger. "Bye Mav bye Goose." You waved as your boyfriend and Goose walked or you should say run to class

#this man is hot #tom cruise x reader #maverick x reader #maverick imagine #pete maverick mitchell #top gun maverick #angst #fluff #some smut

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sunshinebingo · 8 months

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After an unfortunate event, a Princess and a Knight come to the realisation that their feelings are mutual. Will they be able to be together? Especially when someone is trying to separate them.

A Gwynriel Fairytale AU with some fluff, some smut and an itsy bitsy tiny bit of blood (a well-deserved punch imo).

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Chapter 1

The Knight rescues the Princess from an evil sorcerer.

Chapter 2

Gwyneth and Azriel run into each other the day after the Knight rescues the Princess.

Chapter 3

The Princess comes up with a plan to spend some time with her Knight.

Chapter 4

Things get a little heated between the Princess and her Knight.

Chapter 5

The Princess receives some bad news that she decides to share with the Knight.

Chapter 6

The Princess has lunch with the Count of Windhaven.

Chapter 7

The Princess and the Knight almost get interrupted.

Chapter 8

The Princess and the Knight take another step in their relationship.

Chapter 9

The Princess and the Knight find out about the Count’s plan to separate them.

Chapter 10

The Princess confronts the Count about his actions.

Chapter 11

The Princess and the Knight dance at the Autumn Equinox Ball before ending the night together.

Bonus Chapter - LoA x Helion

Princess Aurelia gets the chance to spend some time with the Count of Day at the Autumn Equinox Ball.

#gwynriel #fairytale au #gwyneth berdara #azriel shadowsinger #The rest of the House of Wind gang is there as well #Because why not #nesta archeron #emerie of illyria #cassian #Helion x LoA bonus chapter #helion x loa #some fluff #Some smut #gwynriel fic #👑

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mrsservopolus · 7 months

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"You're the boss."

CEO/Boss Dutch Van Der Linde x female reader

Total words 3,721

Work has been really stressful recently god how badly you just want it to be over so you can go home and have a nice hot bath. You were typing on your computer faster than usual hoping that if you worked faster the day would end quicker, but it didn't it just wore your fingers out. Hours went by, and your coworkers started to leave the building one by one. You sat there finishing your last assignment before your office phone rang. You sighed before answering. "Hello?" "Hello miss." The lady on the other side of the phone had a sweet voice. You were confused for a second until you realized it was Mr. Van Der Linde's assistant. "Mr. Van der Linde said that he needed to see you in his office as soon as possible." "Okay, let him know I'll be up in just a minute." "Will do." She hung up the phone and you quickly finished typing on your computer before heading upstairs.You were created by his assistant. "Right this way, miss." You followed her down the hallway until you reached his door. She knocked on the door and waited until he told you to enter. He waved for her to leave and you entered his office. It was a very fancy office, his desk was dark wood and there were two leather chairs in front of it. They went perfectly together. "Good evening miss." His voice was deep and it sent shivers down your spine. The dimmed lights made the office more ominous. "Take a seat, I have something I need to discuss with you." You took a deep breath and sat down in one of the chairs in front of him. He closed his laptop and looked you up and down, you fixed your skirt and crossed your legs as you felt his eyes practically burn a hole through you. He cleared his throat before speaking. "Are you doing anything Friday night?" "What?" You were confused about what he just said. "Are you free Friday night? There's an office event and I planned on asking my best employee to go with me as my plus one." His words echoed through your head and you took a second before replying. "Uh no, I'm not. Why me though?" "Like I mentioned I wanted to take my best employee." "Oh okay. Where is the event happening and what is the event exactly?" "It's a dance, and it's at the office for a fundraiser for the local hospital. I just thought bringing one of my best employees would look really good on our part especially since there will be other companies there as well." "That's nice, yeah I'll be able to go. Is there anything that you want me to wear, like any specific color?" "Wear something nice, in red or black just so we'd match. Everyone and their plus ones are going to be matching." "Okay, I can do that." "I'll call you on Friday." "Sounds good to me. Do you need anything else?" "No, you're free for the night."

You started to get up out of the chair. "Goodnight Mr. Van der Linde." Once you were out of his office you let out a sigh of relief. You walked back to your office and grabbed your coat and bag before leaving the building. The cool autumn air caused your body to shiver. You got in your car and drove home. You were too tired to cook so you just ordered a pizza and laid on the couch for most of the night before taking a shower and going to sleep. The next day consisted of working and doing your normal routine. You were in the kitchen starting supper before your phone rang. It was an unknown number. You hated answering them but sometimes it was for work even though it was on your personal cell. "Hello?" You heard someone who you weren't quite expecting it was Mr. Van der Linde. "Hello dear." "Hello, sir. Is something going on?" "Not exactly, I was hoping you would want to come shopping with me for Friday night, I'll buy your dress since I'm going with you, it'll be my treat." "Are you sure? You don't really have to do this." "Yes, I'm sure. Tomorrow after work meet me in my office I'll let Alana know that you'll be coming to my office so you won't have to wait or get lectured by her." You laughed. "Sounds good. I'll see you tomorrow." "See you then." He hung up the phone, you stood there in your kitchen looking around trying to process what just happened.

Your boss just asked you to go dress shopping with him for the event he'd be taking you to. Why did this feel weird? You brushed it off as a kind gesture from your boss. You finished cooking and took your food to the living room so you could sit down and watch a movie while you ate. You scrolled through practically every streaming service you had until you finally found something to watch. You cleaned up the dishes and tidied up the kitchen and living room before heading to your bedroom. You lay in your bed staring at the ceiling lost in thought about this whole situation with Mr. Van der Linde. Why me? Is this a date? Why'd he offer to take me dress shopping? Thousands of thoughts ran through your brain. You did find him attractive but every woman in that office did. But it wasn't going to be a date, right? That would be unprofessional on both ends. You shook that thought out of your head and grabbed the book that was on your nightstand hoping that if you read some you'd fall asleep quicker and it worked.

The next day went well. You went to the office and your work day went smoother than usual. Everyone wasn't on edge. Some of the girls were talking about the dance that night and what they were wearing and whatnot. You were talking with some of your coworkers and you felt your phone vibrating in your pocket. You pulled it out and it was an unknown number. You excused yourself and answered the phone "Hello?" "I'm about to head out, are you ready to go?" It was Mr Van der Linde "I still have an hour left of my shift." "It'll be fine, I'll get Alana to check you out at the end of your shift and you can come with me now." "Are you sure that we won't get in trouble?" "We'll be fine." "Okay I'll take your word for it, I'll grab my stuff and come up now." "Sounds good." He hung the phone up and you grabbed your stuff before heading towards the elevator. "Hey wait up!" The woman's Irish accent was very strong and you knew who it was as soon as she spoke. "Hi Molly what's up?" She clicked the button to call the elevator down. "Are you going to the dance tonight?" "Yeah, I am." The elevator doors opened and you both stepped inside. "Who are you going with?" You paused before answering because you couldn't tell her who you were going with because for one he was your boss and two he was Molly's ex. "Oh I'm just going alone, what about you?" "I was going to see if Dutch would go with me. We've been talking again and maybe he'll go with me." "It's good that you guys are talking again." She nodded. The elevator stopped and you guys walked out Molly waved goodbye to you as walked down the hallway on your left, and you walked down the opposite hallway. You were walking up to Alana's desk before someone grabbed your hand from behind. It caused you to jump. "Jesus!" He laughed. "Alana agreed to the call-off thing so we're good to leave." "Okay well, we best get going now. Don't want anyone thinking anything is happening between us." You noticed that you were still holding onto his hand so you let it go. Dutch and you walked out the building, dodging eyes from your coworkers. Dutch drove down the road a bit before turning into the parking lot of one of the fanciest shops in your whole city. Once you walked in the store was like a closet that you'd see in a princess movie, the walls were full of dresses and suits of all different shapes and sizes. A nice lady walked towards the two of you. She offered to take you to try on some dresses while Dutch shopped for a suit. You looked at some of the dresses with the lady until you came across a beautiful black dress that had a slit going up to your thigh. You tried the dress on and you instantly fell in love with it. You told the lady that this was the dress you were going to buy and you handed the dress for her to bag. You were waiting at the little seating area for the lady to come back with your dress but then you saw Dutch.It seemed he was waiting for you. He had a box and he handed it to you, you opened it, and it. Inside was a pair of shoes. They were black high heels and the outsole of them was deep red, they were beautiful. They looked really expensive too but you felt wrong rejecting them especially since they were a gift. "Wow, thank you, these are beautiful." He chuckled. "No problem. Did you find a dress you liked?" "Yes I did, it's pretty simple but I like it." "I bet it'll look amazing. Can't wait to see it." The lady who was with you while you were picking out your dress walked into the room holding two bags, one with your dress and one with Dutch's suit or whatever he ended up buying. Dutch paid for the stuff and you two were on the way back to the office so you could get your car and drive home. "Thank you for everything today Mr Van der Linde." "Dutch is fine my dear. And you're welcome, thank you for agreeing to come with me tomorrow night." "Thank you for inviting me." You smiled at him before exiting the car. You got into your car and drove home feeling so many different ways.

"God. Why am I feeling butterflies right now? I shouldn't be he's my boss." You groaned as you walked into the kitchen. You didn't even bother eating, you were already exhausted so you got changed and went straight to bed. The next morning you woke up early got a shower and got ready for work. You went to the. Coffee shop before you went to the office and grabbed yourself a coffee and a box of donuts for the office. You walked into the office and placed the box on the big table in the staff room. The work day was over an hour and a half early because people had to prepare for the dance. Your work day flew by quicker than usual so once your day was over you went home and started getting ready. You did your best to look your best. You didn't want to embarrass Dutch or make him look bad. You curled your hair and put on your dress and the heels that Dutch gifted you. You were checking yourself in the mirror and god, you looked breathtaking. You checked the time and realized that it was time to leave. You walked out into the autumn evening. It was nice out but there was a little breeze. The drive was pretty quiet. You didn't even turn on the radio. It felt nice to be in a quiet space before having to go to a party.

You walked out into the autumn evening. It was nice out but there was a little breeze. The drive was pretty quiet. You didn't even turn on the radio. It felt nice to be in a quiet space before having to go to a party. As you pulled into the parking lot the building was dark other than the first level floor. You took a deep breath before entering the building. The building was lively, music was playing, people were drinking and it seemed like it was going to be a good night. You looked around for anyone to talk to. Dutch was nowhere to be spotted so you walked over to the table grabbed a cup of punch and continued to walk around. You felt someone touch your shoulder and you turned around quickly and noticed that it was Abigail and John. "Hi, guys!" You spoke a little louder because the music was loud. "How's your night going so far?" "It's going well." "Who are you here with?" John asked. You looked around and then back at him before responding. "Oh… I'm alone tonight. I didn't come with anyone." "Well, we'll let you mingle, have a good night if we don't see you anymore." Abigail said before she and John walked into the crowd. You walked around looking for Dutch. You looked around for about 10 or 15 minutes before giving up and leaning on one of the walls in the hallway by the main elevator. You stood there sipping on the punch and listening to the different sounds. A couple of minutes go by and you hear the elevator ding as it reaches the floor. You noticed a woman walk out and it wasn't until she walked by. You noticed that curly red hair from a mile away. It was Molly. You walked to the elevator almost as if your body was on autopilot mode. You pressed the button to go up the floor that Dutch's office was on. Once you stepped out of the elevator you noticed a light at the end of the hallway. It was coming from Dutch's office. Your heels were clicking on the floor as you walked, it was almost intimidating. You looked into Dutch's office and noticed he was sitting at his desk so you knocked on his door. His eyes met yours and he smiled. "Wow, you look amazing." He said as he looked you up and down. "Thank you. You don't look that bad yourself." You laughed as you walked into his office. "Why are you up here? You're missing the whole party." "Had some important stuff going on and then Molly came up and started going on and on." "Oh okay then." You took a seat down in one of the chairs in front of the desk. "Why are you up here anyways?" "I was just looking for you." "Want a drink?" He reached into the bottom drawer of the filing cabinet and pulled out a bottle of whiskey and two glasses. "Do you just keep a bottle in here at all times?" You laughed a little bit. "I got a very annoying ex that works in the same building as me so yes." He chuckled a bit and started pouring a glass of whiskey. "You want one?" "Sure why not"

He handed you a glass and got up out of his seat and walked over to the big window. You took a sip and admired him hoping he wouldn't look back and catch you staring. He looked so handsome in the moonlight. "Come here. Stand with me and look at this view." Dutch spoke. You got up and stood next to him. The view was absolutely beautiful. The city looked so different from that angle. "This view is amazing." "It looks so much better in the night, the day it just looks normal." You and Dutch stood there sipping on your drinks and admiring the view. The fact that Dutch was so close to you made you feel special. You admired Dutch for years even when he was with Molly but you never expected it to last that long you were wrong. Ever since you first did research about your workplace you'd see photos of Dutch all over the work website and the first time you met him in person you practically had to hold your jaw so it wouldn't hang open. Being in this setting now and being this close to him made your stomach flutter. Sometimes you'd even imagine him while you lay in bed at night. Before you knew it Dutch grabbed your side and pulled you closer to him. You turned your head quickly and made eye contact with him. "You alright?" He asks. "Yeah, I just wasn't expecting it." You awkwardly laughed. "Want me to let go?" "No, this is nice." You smiled. You both stand there enjoying each other's presents you love the feeling of being this close to him it's so much better than you imagined. Dutch started to move his thumb which was resting on your hip and just that slight movement made your heart skip a beat. Being this close with your boss was wrong but it felt so right. You and Dutch had a few more glasses and after a little while passed you both were really tipsy. You both were sitting in the chairs that faced Dutch’s desk. When you drink you get really touchy so you couldn't keep your hands off him, when you are sober you barely touch anyone but as soon as you get that sweet liquor in your system you completely change and you also can't keep quiet. “You wanna know something?” you say leaning on the arm of the chair you were sitting in. “What?” Dutch tilts his head and looks at you. “I've thought about you so many times. In so many different ways.” “Have you now?” Dutch takes a sip of his drink waiting for your response. “Mhm, but you are my boss so I tried to stop thinking about you but it didn't work. If I'm being honest I've always had a thing for you, You are extremely attractive, respectf-” Your words get cut short due to Dutch grabbing your face and making you face him. “No need to say anymore. Want me to take care of you? Tend to your needs?” You can't seem to find words but your mouth still hangs open. He stands up and picks you up from your chair but your hips and brings you to a standing position. You stand in front of Dutch and look up at him he is smirking at you which causes your face to heat up you are already flushed but you most definitely are bright red right now. “What do you say? Want me to tend to your needs?” “Please.” That all he needed, he picked you up and started kissing down your neck he placed you gently on the desk still kissing down your neck, you let out a few moans when he hit your sensitive spots, and that caused him to start sucking leaving little red and purple marks all down your neck. He slowly started to pull down the straps of your dress his cold rings caressing your skin causes your body to jerk. He pulled your dress down to your waist. “God, you're so beautiful.”

Dutch takes a step back admiring the beauty that was right in front of him. It doesn't take you long to reach your arms out and pull Dutch towards you. Your lips and his were intertwined his hands explored your body undoing your bra and tossing it to the side. He pushed you on the desk causing everything on the desk to move he didn't seem to care. His hands dropped down to unzip his pants. The kiss finally broke and you pushed his hands away so you could undo this zipper. You hooked his pants and boxers and pulled them down to his knees letting his cock free. Dutch hikes your dress up to your hips and spreads your legs apart. He pushed your panties to the side and ran a finger in between your wet folds, it sent chills down your spine. He pulls his finger away and sucked it clean. “You taste as sweet as you look.” Those words sent heat to your core. He ran the head of his cock through your folds before lining it up with your entrance. “You sure you want this?” You nodded your head quickly before he sunk into you. It was a stretch You've never taken someone who was the same size as Dutch he was much longer and thicker than everyone you've been with in the past. Dutch reached all of the spots you never even knew existed. “You alright darling? Want me to move?” “Mhm.” You said biting back a moan. He started to move in and out, you arched your back and Dutch grabbed on your hips, taking control. Dutch was hitting all of the spots you felt your climax growing quickly and you could feel he was getting close too. "I'm getting close darlin where do you want it?" You were quick to answer. "I'm on the pill.” He nodded and continued to thrust into you. Your climax rolls over you and you grasp Dutch and pull him close digging your head into his shoulder. Dutch lets out a deep groan and you can feel him finish inside of you, you feel full. As he pulls out of you pull your head out of his shoulder and look at him good thing you wore waterproof makeup because if you didn't you would be regretting it by now. He reaches around your body, grabs the box of tissues and starts to wipe up the mess between your thighs. Dutch made sure you looked presentable before you left the office. He fixed your hair and even slid your heels back on your feet. Your knees were so weak you couldn't stand. Dutch guides you by your back down the hallway making your way to the elevator. You were praying that no one was in the elevator. When the elevator stopped you stepped inside and clicked the button to go down to the first floor. “You wanna do this again sometime?” “Up to you, you're the boss.” He just smiled, the elevator dinged signaling that it reached the floor. Dutch helped guide you outside the elevator and you looked around the room and you felt jealous green eyes burning into your skin from across the room, you shook it off and continued to spend the night with Dutch mingling with your other coworkers and their partners.

I hope you enjoyed. I've had major writers block untill today and almost all of it the was wrote months ago so if the tone sounds different that's why.

Goodbye for now ❤️

banner credits @cafekitsune

#dutch van der linde #rdr2 #read dead redemption 2 #dutch rdr2 #fanfiction #ceo #boss #dutch van der linde x female reader #some smut

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bradshawswife · 2 years

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————Little Freaks 2.————

w/c: 1,438.

description: part 2 of Little Freaks, just with a happy ending!! Highly suggest reading the first part, or else you’ll have barely any idea what’s happening in this part!

warnings: ANGST again I'm sorry besties i sobbed making this one too. BUT, there's a happy ending! Suggestive themes, MINORS DNI 🔞. Stupid lovers. Fluff!! Finally!!

a/n: I'm glad people wanted this happy ending as much as I did 🥹 it hurt making the last one. Hope y'all love this ending too!

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Just as Bradley got in his car to chase you down, he wondered if he’d even be able to catch up to you. He worried he missed out on his last chance to change everything. He quickly sped off from The Hard Deck, and drove quickly (but safely!!) down the way you drove off.

Within a few minutes he sees your car in sight. You were parked on the side of the road crying your eyes out. You never thought you’d be in this situation again. He steps on the gas even more to make sure he’d catch you in time.

Just as you were about to re-cooperate from your mental breakdown, you see a familiar blue Bronco speed past, and park in front of you. You can’t believe he nearly killed himself to get to you.

You see Bradley get out of his car and run towards you. Debating on whether or not to get out of your car, you decide the latter. Swinging your car door open you knock Bradley back a few steps. As you both start laughing, he confesses something you’ve been dying to hear.

“I should have never let you walk away, Y/N. 10 years ago, and now.” he states. You’re both leaning against your car, that's hot from the sun raining down on it.

“I’m so sorry for not trying harder then. I was really stupid for letting you go.” he murmurs, looking down at his feet as he kicks dirt. You stare at him in disbelief. You always thought it was easy for him to just let you go. At least, that’s what you told yourself.

You thought he moved on within days, but the truth is, no girl would ever be you. You were it for him. You hung the stars in the sky for him. He tried moving on, sleeping around to find someone that would bring him the happiness you introduced to him. He never found that sunshine in their smiles, the kind heart you possess. You were the only one who could bring him that kind of happiness.

Staring at him, you realize he’s trying to hold back tears. You always had a soft spot for guys when they show their emotions. He explains the whole moving on fiasco, choking back tears.

“I really tried to move on, I assumed you wanted nothing to do with me after I left you in the dust,” he mutters through the tears eventually falling down his cheek, “you are it for me. You’re the only one who can give me the happiness I crave. Ever since that first day in college, you filled my sky with stars.” Now you were both crying. You can’t believe after all this time he still loved you.

“Oh, Bradley.” you look at him, reaching to his cheek to wipe the tears off with your thumb. He puts his hand over yours. You still felt as soft as he remembered. All those lonely nights on deployments. He kept numerous polaroid's and other photos of you in many places. His wallet, his phone, his helmet, and his pockets. He would always pull them out whenever he missed you, which was almost constantly. You never left his brain, no matter how hard he tried.

He never reached out because he was scared of seeing you with someone else. Little did he know, you never moved on as well. Sure, there were other guys, but they were never Bradley. They were never the sweet, nerdy boy you fell in love with. They never made you smile that hard. Hell, they couldn’t even give you the sex that Bradley did. After all these years, and many other guys, he was still the best you've ever had.

"I never moved on, Bradley. You are the one made for me too." you confess, tears still slipping out of your eyes. "Who did you have your arm around tonight." you ask, wondering if you should have even asked that, you didn't want to seem jealous or anything, despite the fact that you were, only a smidge though.

“That was just a friend, I promise. There’s no one else like you Sunshine.” he states, you still love that nickname he gave to you all those years ago.

Before Bradley showed up, crying to you on the side of a road in the middle of San Diego, cars speeding by every other minute, you were about to start your car again and drive off, leaving him behind forever. Now that he's here, confessing he still loves you, everything comes flooding back to you.

"I was just about to drive away, before you pulled up." you sob.

"I guess it's meant to be then, huh Sunshine." you smile at the nickname. The nickname that made you wince not even an hour ago, is making you grin like you were a college student again. "There's that smile I missed so much." he smiles, and its a continuous cycle of his smile making your smile bigger, vice versa.

He quickly puts his lips to yours, for the first time in a decade. He still kissed the same, the kiss you missed more than anything. You always felt so safe in his arms. He was your comfort.

He missed your kisses, they were always his favorite.

After that amazing reunion kiss, you followed Bradley back to his house. And just like you predicted, he was still great in bed. No guy could ever make you finish that many times. You both fell asleep that night, content and happy that you were finally in each others arms.

That morning, Bradley woke up first. He was used to waking up early for his job, he rolled over to see the sight that he dreamt about for years on end. You, cozy against his comforter and pillows, with drool coming out of the corner of your lip. Not the prettiest sight to you, but to Bradley? He wish he could snap a polaroid of this. He would, if he didn't get rid of the camera in a fit of rage one night. He kept it on his beside table, but one drunken night he just got sick of looking at it, constantly reminding him of his mistake.

After about 10 minutes of staring at you with such love, you woke up to him looking at you. "Tell me this is the first time you're staring at me while I'm sleeping" you laugh, with a raspy morning voice. He loved your deep, raspy morning voice. It was a stark difference from your usual sweet tone voice.

"Nope, sweetheart, this is certainly not my first time staring at you while you slept" he exclaimed, in his (still have butterflies over that video) own raspy voice, "And it won't be the last."

And it wasn't the last time he'd stare at you before you woke up. He always made sure to wake up before you, just so he could have a slice of sunshine before he went to work.

You eventually stayed in San Diego, with him. Living with him again filled your heart back up, after years of living alone.

After 6 months, Bradley couldn't wait anymore. He found out what rings you liked based on your Pinterest account. This was the ring he settled on. He felt it radiated almost the same sunshine as you did. He brought you out to eat at your go to date night restaurant, and then to the beach. The sun was setting with the prettiest yellow sky. As you two were walking through the small waves, holding hands, he quickly stepped in front of you, stepping on your foot, in true Bradley fashion.

"Ow, watch it, dork" you giggle, pretending to wince in pain.

"Sorry baby, this is important" he says, voice slightly shaking.

As he drops down to one knee, you can't stop the tears from welling in your eyes. He grabs your soft hand, letting out a quick cough.

"Sunshine, this is way overdue. I should've done this over 10 years ago. I knew I wanted to marry you then, I was just a stupid guy." he states, choking back tears himself, "I've loved you every single day since you ran into me in college, and I'll continue to love you every single day if you let me." He quickly pulls out a small box, with the most gorgeous ring you've ever seen in your life.

With tears streaming down your face, you quickly scream "YES!!!" as you jump into his arms, getting spun around a few times. After setting you down, he made haste and slid the ring on your finger. A few people that were on the beach that watched start clapping and cheering.

And they both lived happily ever after,

The End!

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evilwriter37 · 6 months

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Q in the Alphabet Challenge

Title by @/creativepromptsforwriting

Rated: explicit

Warnings: none

Relationships: Astrid/Viggo, Astrid & Ruffnut

Word Count: 1,094

Summary: Astrid is confronted by Ruffnut about her relationship with Viggo.

#alphabet challenge #vigstrid #astrid hofferson #viggo grimborn #ruffnut thorston #httyd #httyd rtte #rtte #how to train your dragon #race to the edge #httyd au #modern au with dragons #some smut #nsft #fanfiction #writing

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coconutki · 1 year

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Choso as boyfriend headcanon stuff

‼️There’s nsfw content at the end‼️

Choso (god he’s so fine)

- [ ] A bit apprehensive at first

- [ ] Surprisingly nice tho

- [ ] Gets you things he knows you like unexpectedly

- [ ] Lowkey keeps a mental list of all the things you like

- [ ] He kinda quiet ngl

- [ ] Tells you about his brothers (I feel like itadori would be on his ass lmaoo idk why)

- [ ] Attentive

- [ ] Quiet datesss

- [ ] You kiss him all over his face and he gets a little embarrassed but he likes it

- [ ] Acts like he don’t care but we all know he do

- [ ] He’s afraid your gonna leave him tbh but not in a toxic manipulative kind of way.

- [ ] Definitely encourages you to be good and discipline yourself

- [ ] Goodmorningg and goodnight texts everyday

- [ ] When you sleep before him he’ll carry you in his arms to bed and move your hair out of your face to kiss your forehead lovingly then put ur bonnet on for you

- [ ] Let’s you style his hair (more like play in his hair)

- [ ] Sometimes be matching with himmm

- [ ] Not rlly clingy but he does have his moments it’s the best.

- [ ] Night owl tbh he secretly loves sitting with you and listening to you/ watching movies or playing games

-[ ] will try whatever new thing/hobby you randomly take up

- [ ] Look..all those fics with choso being a stoner kinda stuck with me ngl

- [ ] Will outsmoke you but he doesn’t make it a point to

- [ ] A nice cuddle session after a smoke session is ideal

- [ ] Definitely a functional stoner tho

Nsfw

- [ ] Honestly depends on the day or person but I feel like he could be a switch

- [ ] Sometimes gets horrendously horny after y’all smoke together

- [ ] Sometimes dominant other times you take control and tease him

- [ ] Look…he’d be receiving head

- [ ] The first time he’d think you were crazy cause “ who would want to do it with him??” (mf ME)

-[ ] likes when you give him hickies and leave a trail of your sparkly lipgloss wherever you kiss him

- [ ] He’s tryna hold it together quivering in pleasure when you give him handjobs

- [ ] Deep voice Moans 😩

- [ ] When your lips seal around his dick he wants to nut instantly

- [ ] I feel like he’d be rlly sensitive when he’s 🍃🛫

- [ ] When it’s your turn tho…how you better hang on to yo edges cause your bed gonna be nonexistent after y’all done

- [ ] He’s railing tf out of you no doubt

- [ ] Loves when you’re facing him so he doesn’t rlly like doggy yk he wanna see all your facial expressions

- [ ] Enjoys seeing you unravel when he fucks you into the damn mattress

- [ ] Wants y’all to cum together

- [ ] he buries his face in your neck he’s bout to and just can’t hold back anymore

- [ ] “I’m gonna fill you up...you’d like that wouldn’t you?”

- [ ] Picks you up and takes u to the shower after y’all chilled out

- [ ] Would massage you cause he knows you’re gonna be sore asf

#headcanon #black reader #anime x reader #some fluff #some smut #choso x reader #choso headcanons #jjk x black reader #choso kamo

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theesirenteller · 4 months

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I added more chapters to Dealer and am so excited!!

#mainly fluff #some jealously #some smut #dramaaaa

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mykneeshurt · 1 year

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Don’t fear the Reaper part five - Ghost x F!OC

After your steamy encounter with Ghost in the stalls, you’re jetted off to Mexico. Hot on the tail of Hassan in the city of Las Almas.

Warnings - COD typical violence, swearing, suggestive themes/mentions of smut, fluff

After your encounter with the Lieutenant you dried off as quickly as you physically could. Your skin singed from where he ran his thumb along your jaw. Gathering your items together you scurried back to your room, keeping your head down and eyes fixed on the floor. Once you found your room you fell into it, slamming the door behind you.

You dropped your items on the floor, releasing the built up air that festered within your lungs. What the actual fuck had just happened. You replayed the moment in your mind, the heat between you, how his breath tickled your skin. How the hands that have killed so many, felt so tender on your jaw. Hands that could easily break you, yet made you feel more alive. Desperately you tried to shake off this feeling, with little success.

Checking your phone you saw Soap had messaged you. Traitorous bastard. You’d be having a few words with him. ‘Laswell sending a plane, be here in 6 hours. Viva Mexico!’ Mexico? Fuck was down in Mexico. You shot a short text back, not unleashing your wrath just yet. Clutching your phone you watched the three dots dance as Soap composed his reply. ‘Yeah, teaming up with Colonel Alejandro Vargas. Lead on Hassan, Las Almas. Price found em in Amsterdam.’

Interesting. 6 hours to waste, you re-packed your go bag and decided to get some sleep. Christ knows when you’d get it in the next few days.

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The bay door dropped when you’d finally landed in Las Almas. The scorching heat crashed into your body like a punch to the gut. You, Soap and Ghost exited the plane and were met with Alejandro and Rudolfo. They began with pleasantries and introductions.

‘Lieutenant? I hear they call you Ghost?’ Alejandro asked.

Soap decided to answer for him ‘I think he prefers to be called …’

‘That’ll do!’ Ghosted barked, shutting Soap down immediately. You giggled into your hand, earning the attention of Alejandro. ‘And what’s your name?’ He placed a kiss on your knuckles. Feeling slightly flustered you tucked your hair behind your ear. ‘Reaper is fine.’

‘Reaper huh. Guess you’ll show us how you earnt that eh?’ You smiled in response, this fucker was smooth. Handsome too.

You climbed into the jeep, sandwiched between Ghost and Soap. Alejandro drove you through the streets of Las Almas, telling you about El Sin Nombre, the cartel and their power over the people. Including the army.

Feeling Ghost tense next to you, you dropped your hand to the outside of your thigh. Delicately tracing your nails over his trousers, while you kept your eyes dead set ahead. His fingers twitched on his knees, a minuscule movement you nearly missed. You shifted in your seat, letting a quiet moan fall, loud enough for Ghost to hear. You wanted him to wonder what you’d sound like beneath him.

And that’s exactly what happened. Your quiet little moan had him fighting for control of his mind. His thoughts drifted to how you’d sound with his cock buried in your tight pussy. Your black hair wrapped around his hand as he thrust into you, your back arching, nails digging into his skin. He could feel his heart rate increase as you traced small patterns on his thigh. Fuck he wanted to teach you a lesson.

Alejandro pulled up at the edge of a small village and Ghost had never been so happy for a distraction. Never been so happy to kill someone, to remove his thoughts from the prospect of you.

———

You weaved your way through small streets, houses, once full of laughter and love, now void of any life. Soap and Alejandro took point, clearing the way for you and Ghost. Once you reached the target house Soap, Alejandro and one of his men pushed forward. Clearing it.

You and Ghost entered last as they went up the stairs, searching the lower floor for any sign of Hassan. As you rounded the corner into the kitchen Ghost grabbed your belt and pinned you against the wall, lowering his mouth to your ear. ‘I’m gonna fuckin ruin you’ it was a growl, a promise. As he made his declaration he dropped his hand from your belt to your clothed pussy, eliciting a gasp from you.

As quickly as he’d pinned you he’d left, sprinting up the stairs to meet the others. Leaving you choking on air, bewildered at his words. ‘Reaper?!’ Soap bellowed from the floor above. You shook yourself off and ran two steps at a time to your team. They’d found a Qurd flag in the bedroom, confirmation that Hassan had been there. Had being the operative word.

The sound of jeeps approaching the house pulled you away from the discussion. ‘You’re gonna have us go up against the Mexican army?!’ Soap shouted, you could hear the anxiety in his voice. ‘No, they’re the cartels army now’ Alejandro confirmed. Telling you to anchor down and wait for the smoke to clear. Bastards had riot shields, you took up post opposite Ghost, he flashed you a gaze. An emotion present that puzzled you, you weren’t quite sure what it was.

Soap managed to take a fair few out with some grenades but after they launched gas into the room it was time to bail. Alejandro led you through the mountains, the army hot on your tail. You all took out as many as you could, it was a blood bath. In the quiet calm in between the shots Alejandro finally realised why they called you Reaper. Deadly precision, the glint of enjoyment in your eyes, the small smirk when you ended a life. Seeing how much pleasure you got out of ripping someone’s soul from their body he began calling you ‘el Diablo.’

You revelled in your new nickname, ‘you hear that Soap? El Diablo. Fitting don’t you think?’ Soap only rolled his eyes knowing it was going feed your ego for months on end. Soap led you up a small valley in the rocky landscape around you, right into the more of the army. The five of you took care of them easily enough. Clambering over the bodies that were strewn before you, you finally emerged at some cliffs.

As you were side stepping across a particularly narrow ridge Rodriguez was taken out by a sniper. ‘Fuck fuck fuck, move Reaper let’s go!’ Soap called out as you made your way across. He reached out and grabbed your arm pulling you to safety. Thanking Soap he then helped you up the cliff face, scrambling to the top you followed Alejandro. Eventually you came to a cut off point ‘you’ve lead us to a dead end mate!’ Ghost shouted, he scanned around trying to find a way forward.

‘Jump!’ Alejandro ordered before he leapt from the cliff edge into the crystal clear water below. ‘Fuck sake’ Soap sighed before joining him, his mowhawk disappearing below the water. ‘Keep hold of your gun’ Ghost reminded you before nodding for you to proceed. Giving him a wink you ran and leapt into the air, falling into the water below. Ghost joined you not long after.

‘Let’s go! Take cover behind the rocks!’ Alejandro ordered, submerging himself in the tepid water. The army had dotted themselves along the shore line, trying their best to take shots at you. You managed to pick a few off as the river carried you downstream. It was relentless, shot after shot, near miss after near miss.

As you rounded the bend in the river a shit load of trucks loaded onto a bridge. A barrage of bullets rained down upon you. Slamming into a rock for cover you glanced up at Ghost, a flicker of panic in your eyes. A bullet chipped the top of the rock you were sheltering under. In an almost automatic movement Ghost brought your head into his chest and shielded it with his hands. He wrapped his arms around your head and neck, burying you within him.

You could hear his lungs frantically filling with air as he tried to regulate his breathing. You gripped onto his forearms, nails digging into his skin. Feeling as though all hope was lost comms finally crackled to life. It was Graves, confirming an air strike to take out the bridge. You’d never been so happy to hear an American accent. Ghost still held you as the explosions echoed in the distance, as the explosions ceased he released your head.

‘Alright?’ His dense chocolate eyes searched yours for any sign that you might be hurt. You placed your hand over his ‘I’m fine … Simon. I promise.’ Smiling at him time seemed to slow down, it felt like the two of you in this moment. The water kissed at your legs as it swarmed its way around you, the warmth of his hands cut into your skin. It felt like it was just the two of you wrapped up in one another, finally.

‘Car up ahead! Let’s go! Lieutenant, Diablo?!’ Alejandro’s voice soon brought you both crashing back to earth. The sharp sting of reality slapped you across the face. Snapping out of it you yanked your face from Ghosts grip. Flashing your eyes towards Soap he raised an eyebrow, you shot a glare back up at him. Mentally telling him to shut the fuck up.

Running to the jeep you piled in, Alejandro drove you to a small complex with a mansion at the end. Soap signalled to Graves in the sky, your guardian angel. Building by building you swept the complex, the four of you working like a well oiled machine. Smooth, seamless motions as you spread throughout the buildings like a deadly virus.

Once you approached the mansion you swept it, room by room, urging civilians to run to safety. Grave voice hummed through your earpiece ‘we have got a PID on Hassan, upper floor. How long till exfil?’

‘5 minutes’ Alejandro replied taking point on the staircase.

Ever since Ghost buried your head in his chest you noticed him standing a lot closer to you. Closer than normal. Protective almost. You allowed yourself to smile at the thought, it was a new feeling. His eyes always on you, assessing, checking, lingering.

Running across the balcony you zeroed in on the end goal, Hassan. Finally managing to corner him Soap zip tied his wrists as Ghost informed Graves of the successful capture. ‘Jackpot, I repeat jackpot! Captured Hassan alive.’

Rudy pulled up in the nick of time, Soap shoved Hassan into the vehicle before climbing in after him. You jumped into the boot of the jeep, holding on for dear life as Rudy drove through winding roads.

You approached a small village, feeling unsure of what was a head Soap radioed to Graves to check it out. Nothing more than a market town. Or so you thought. Some guy pulled a cart out into the middle of the road, Rudy crashed through it but not before an explosion took out the rear of the jeep. The jeep flipped which’s sent you flying, your head collided with the metal roof slicing your skin. ‘Fuuuuuuuck!’ You yelled, as the warm ruby liquid seeped into your eye.

‘Reaper?!’ Soap yelled, ‘you alright?!’ You frantically tried to stem the bleeding, whilst also trying to get out of the jeep away from the rain of bullets. ‘I can’t fuckin see! Cut my head, blood everywhere.’ Before you could even scramble out of the jeep two hands gripped your vest, pulling you out of the wreckage. ‘Ups a daisy’ a gruff voice sounded out, it was only when you were thrown over their back did you realise it was Ghost. He gripped your hips as he sprinted to the nearest building behind the others.

The rest made their way to the roof, Ghost slid you down his body and quickly unzipped the med pack strapped to his thigh. ‘Lemme flush your eye, hold still.’ He ripped open a pack of sterile water and squirted it into your eye, clearing the blood from your vision. ‘Got a thumpin headache’ you moaned, grasping his arm for balance. ‘Probably concussed, we’ll get you checked out back at base. Can you still use this?’ He tapped your gun. You nodded as he applied steri-strips to the gash on your forehead.

Feeling the plastic strips your groaned ‘feel like a fuckin unicorn.’ Ghost let out a humorous ‘hmph’ from his nose as he readjusted himself. ‘Come on Reaper, on me.’ He disappeared up the steps to the roof, the sounds of guns and explosions echoed around the concrete room.

Finally making your way topside it was carnage. Loud and chaotic. You overheard Hassan giving Soap some grief which made you laugh, as he replied to Graves, calling Hassan a prick. You slid yourself in next to Ghost and did the best you could with blurry vision and an overwhelming need to vomit. ‘Alright hen?!’ Soap screamed over the deafening noises. ‘Fuckin concussed I think. Feel like I’m gonna throw up!’ Soap pulled a face at you, ‘do that shit away from me, I’ll be puking too!’

You rolled your eyes, making a mental note to make puke near Soap as payback for ruining your moment with Ghost. A very welcome sound of helicopter blades drummed over the noises of guns. ‘Grab Hassan! Let’s get outta here!’ Alejandro yelled, fleeing down the stairs. Soap all but man handled Hassan into the helicopter, as Ghost helped you climb aboard.

You fell into the seat of the helicopter, your head was spinning, the nausea felt like it was becoming more intense. You buried your head in your hands trying to ground yourself. Maybe you just needed to be sick. But with no where to vomit into right now, you just focused on your breathing instead.

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After landing safely back on the ground you once again found yourself cooped up in a jeep. In the boot. Graves had decided on a family trip to the desert so it seemed, to have a word with Hassan. Away from prying eyes. Whilst Graves, Soap and Shepard all interrogated Hassan you slipped away. Finally being able to release the contents of your stomach. Ghost having heard the spluttering came to check on you.

‘Wondered when you were gonna puke. Saw you struggling in the helo.’ He placed his hand on your back ‘get it up love, how you feeling?’ You stood bent over your knees, coughing and gagging into the sand below. ‘Erghhh, I feel like shit.’ The acid bit into your tongue slicing into your tastebuds. He pulled you to a standing position, tentatively swiping away the bile and saliva which had accumulated on your chin.

Hearing Graves raise his voice Ghost pulled you back towards the jeep. Shepard, Graves and Soap wanted to kill him. But Laswell made a good point, killing him would be a war crime. Something you couldn’t afford to do. You nudged Ghost, ‘what about his phone?’ He nodded in agreement relaying your words to Laswell. She managed to find where the next was going to be.

Tomorrow, 6pm.

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A/N - christ this was a long one. Tried to condense the first Mexico mission down as much as I could. Not sure if the pacing’s off. Oops.

Taglist 💕 - @sashadiurnal @iamnotyourmusebitch @bugwritesstuff

#call of duty #simon ghost riley #cod mw22 #fan fic smut #simon riley #simon riley x oc #call of duty ghost simon riley #simon ghost riley #call of duty mwii #cod mw2 #ghost x female oc #fluff #some smut

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vilsoo · 2 years

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gonna start writing soft!toji content bc i’ve had enough of the basic hardcore rough dom big meanie toji with the daddy kink and degrading shit. i need more hurt/comfort, protectiveness, passionate, soft n sweet loving hubby headcanons with him. canonically he’s very loving and endearing with his wife and his son (literally named him blessing) soooo

#( ♥︎ ) — messy talk.#jujutsu kaisen fluff #soft!toji #toji fushiguro fluff #some smut

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joannasteez · 1 year

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say i were to be writing something for joel miller… who would like a tag👀👀👀

#tlou #joel miller x female reader #joel miller #angst #some smut #some fluff maybe?#everything in one??#joel miller x reader

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saltybenchday · 1 year

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Ahh! A year ago today I posted my first fic. I’m so damn grateful for all I’ve learned in the last year, and for the community I’ve found in and around the world of fic writing. If you write, read, kudos, comments etc. I am also so grateful to you for making the community what it is 🤍

8 11 fics, and 124,004 166,427 words (and counting!) later, I can’t imagine ever not writing. I also figure this is a good time to assemble AO3 links to what I’ve written in one spot, as a little ficaversary treat to myself, you’ll find that below the cut.

As always, read the tags and if its not your jam, no worries!

Cheers friends, keep reading, keep writing- I’m so proud of us 🤍

Auroras and Sad Prose Outlander

A possible alternative to what happen toward the end of Scottish Prisoner, after the duel. Making their way back north to Helwater, the tension that has built up between Lord John Grey and Jamie Fraser eventually reaches a breaking point, with delightful results. Jamie/John, M, Words: 11,447

A Fiery Oath (Part 1 Between The Lines Series) Outlander

Jamie Fraser asks Lord John Grey to pledge his oath during the gathering at Fraser's Ridge. Jamie/John, T, Words: 1,221

Come Back to Me Outlander

After a duel, Lord John is badly injured and near death, Jamie makes a heartfelt confession to him. Jamie/John, M, Words: 1,460

Hope in the Shadows (Part 1 Hope & Daylight Series) Outlander/Black Sails

On their way to carry delicate information to Jamaica, Lord John Grey and his step-son William are set upon by pirates. Through a series of misfortunes, misadventures, and occasional stupidity, they find themselves immersed in the world of piracy on the high seas. Eventually, William and Lord John come to learn that heroes and villains are not always what they seem, and that sometimes friendships can be forged in the most unlikely of places. Outlander X Black Sails Crossover, Lord John Grey/James Flint, William Ransom, Long John Silver, M, Words: 51,532

Wee Beasties of Jamaica Outlander

Jamie Fraser is very afraid of snakes, Lord John Grey, of spiders. Jamaica was perhaps not the best place for either of them, but together they’ll muddle through. Jamie/John, E, Words: 4,825

Would You Ask For More (Part 2 Between The Lines Series) Outlander

After tragedy strikes, Lord John brings news to Frasers ridge in hopes that he might be able to provide some comfort to the family. In the end, he brings a great deal of comfort, though in a much different manner than he had imagined. Jamie/John, E, Words: 2,798

Through the Fog Outlander

Lord John Grey is on the road to Aberdeen to tend to family business when his horse spooks and throws him from the saddle. He suddenly finds himself very far away from where he was going, running away from the Wild Hunt and right into the arms of Jamie Fraser. Jamie/John, E, Words: 4,003

Chase the Stars 'Til Daylight (Part 2 Hope & Daylight Series) Outlander/Black Sails

After learning that Thomas Hamilton is alive, Lord John Grey enlists the help of Jamie Fraser to attempt a daring rescue. Complications occur and the two friends are forced to journey to Nassau and back in an effort to reunite Hamilton with his lost love, a task that turns out to be easier said than done. Between storms and shipwrecks, vengeful pirates, and scheming redcoats, they face hardships that test their friendship, and put their lives at risk. In the end, choices are made that will change their lives forever. Jamie/John, Jamie/Claire, Flint/Hamilton, John/Flint (past), M, Words: Words: 78,744

Sweet Nothing (Part 3 Between The Lines Series) Outlander

It is Lord John Grey's last night on The Ridge before returning to England, and Jamie Fraser finds himself restless and awake. Going in search of whiskey, what he finds is much better. Jamie/John, T, Words: 2912

Pas De Trois Black Sails

Miranda and Thomas teach James how to dance. James/Thomas/Miranda, T, Words:1821

Infinite & Inevitable Outlander

After coming across a set of standing stones, Lord John Grey finds himself on Fraser's Ridge, but absolutely nothing is as he remembers it. Meanwhile, Jamie Fraser has a surprise visit from his best friend, only Lord John seems to believe there's much more to their story. Jamie/John, Jamie/Claire, M, WIP

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