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kodzukenscorner · 4 years

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Sakusa, Kenma, Oikawa, and Tsukishima getting jealous (NSFW)

anon asked: hello!! i saw tht ur requests are open so can i request a HC with jealous Sakusa,Kenma,Oikawa,Tsukki and Hoshiumi and can it be abit NSFW😳 i love your writings btw🥰💗

a/n: i only accept 4 people per request so i cut hoshiumi out since he was the last one mentioned. also doing this request because it’s oikawa’s birthday!!

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Sakusa

Sakusa is not someone who gets jealous easily

What bothers him a lot more is when people get way too close to you for comfort

He does not say anything when he sees someone getting too close to you he just tries to stand closer to you

Only this time the guy who was desperately trying to flirt with you just did not seem to be taking the hint

Even with Sakusa looming menacingly behind you, this guy was not getting it

And bless your heart, you were far too kind to tell him to leave you alone

But this was not sitting well with Sakusa so he grabbed your arm and pulled you right into his chest

He doesn’t usually initiate any PDA but he wasn’t just going to sit back and let someone hit on you right in front of him

You were surprised but let him wrap his arms around you anyway, enjoying the warmth radiating off of him

The guy finally seemed to get it and left you alone

You looked up at Sakusa smiling at him as a way to thank him for helping you but he kept his normal deadpan face

And even stranger was the gleam in his eyes that you didn’t recognize

Before you knew it he had an arm around your waist and was leading you back home

You tried to ask him what was going on but he just remained silent and was on a mission to get you home

As soon as he got you through the door he led you into the bathroom and locked the door behind him

He started stripping you of your clothes while you stood there dumbfounded

“O-Omi? What are you doing?”

He looked you straight in the eye while he turned on the shower

“He got too close to you, we need to clean you up”

He pushed you into the shower and he took off his own clothes before joining you

Ah, so this is what Sakusa is like when’s jealous huh?

Soon all thoughts left your mind when Sakusa grabbed the shower head and brought it down to spray directly onto your clit

You moaned and leaned into his chest for support

“You need to be cleaned inside and out” He mumbled before slipping two of his slender fingers into you

All you could do was hold onto his arms and mewl

He pumped his fingers into you a few times but had an unsatisfied look on his face

He pulled his fingers out and put the shower head down

You looked up at him, face still flushed

“We need to cleaner deeper”

Your eyes widened when you felt his hard dick slide into you and suddenly he had you up against the wall, with your legs wrapped around his waist

He started thrusting into you much harder than he normally did and your nails dug into his shoulders

“You won’t let anyone get you dirty again will you?” He whispered gruffly in your ear

“No Omi, I promise” You managed to squeak out

He groaned in response and the only other sounds were your endless moans and the lewd sound of skin slapping against skin

Kenma

Kenma does not ever let it show when he gets jealous and honestly, it doesn’t happen very often

He usually gets very insecure and worries about you finding someone better to date

But god, what really made his blood boil was when his friends flirted with you

He knew it was all just playful and in good fun but it still got under his skin seeing Kuroo so close to you

And you weren’t pushing him away, in fact you were flirting right back as if Kenma wasn’t right there watching both of you

As soon as Kuroo was gone you made your way over to Kenma who was sitting in his chair, playing a game

You wrapped your arms around his neck from behind and nuzzled into his neck

He grumbled and shrugged you off

“Oh now you have time for me? Done flirting with Kuroo?”

You blinked in surprise and just stared at the back of his head

“Kenma were you jealous?”

He stayed silent and focused on his game

“It wasn’t serious” You stated

You moved in front of him so you could see his face and you were shocked to see he was scowling at his game

You stayed there waiting for him to react and squatted down between his legs

He stared at his screen like he was contemplating something and finally put his game down and pulled you so you were straddling his lap

His lips immediately attached to yours while his hands had a death grip on your hips

You did your best to keep up with his kiss but he was feverish and rough

Soon one of his hands slid into your pants and cupped your pussy which caused you to gasp in surprise

He took his opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth and his fingers pushed your panties to the side so he could properly rub against your wet folds

You started grinding against his hands and he started teasingly slipping a finger into your eager cunt

You pulled away from his lips to let out a breathy moan when you finally felt one of his fingers delve into you

He moved his kisses to your neck and slid another finger in, curling them inside of you

At this point you had started bouncing lightly on his fingers as he used his thumb to rub your clit

You tangled your hands into his hair as he slipped a third finger into you

“More, please” You begged and he obliged, adding a fourth finger while his thumb continued it’s ministrations on your clit

You were bouncing desperately on him as he nearly fisted his hand into you

You could feel your orgasm coming and just as it was about to wash over you, you felt nothing

You looked at Kenma and he had removed his hand completely

“You think girls who flirt with my best friend deserve to cum?”

You groaned and slumped against his chest

Note to self: do not make Kenma jealous

Oikawa

Okay out of everyone, Oikawa gets the most jealous and he gets jealous so easily

Literally everything sets him off and he turns into the biggest pouting baby

Even if you’re just talking with his friends normally he has to pull you into his lap and glare at his own friends

It’s kind of ridiculous

But you had never seen him actually get jealous before

That is until some guy thought it was a good idea to ask for your number when Oikawa was just a few feet away

You didn’t even get the chance to turn the guy down before Oikawa grabbed you and planted a deep kiss on your lips right in front of this guy

He wasn’t letting you go either, he had an arm firmly wrapped around you waist and he was already slipping his tongue into your mouth

He stuck a leg between your thighs and grinded you against him, causing you to let out a little moan

When Oikawa finally pulled away, you were horny and flustered

There was a string of saliva still connecting you and he made eye contact with the guy who had asked for your number

He was stunned and couldn’t move and Oikawa just smirked at him and moved one of his hands down to squeeze your ass

You jumped and hit his chest and the poor guy finally walked away, very embarrassed

“Tooru! What were you thinking now I’m all...” you trailed off, far too embarrassed to admit you had gotten turned on in the middle of a gym

“What’s wrong baby? Oh let me help you out” He smirked and led you to a storage closet where he pushed you down on the mats

You stared up at him with wide eyes as he stood over you with that same smug look on his face

He slid his pants off and his hard dick sprung free

He started stroking himself and you gulped but you were so eager you took off your own clothes and spread your legs for him

“Such a good girl, you’re already dripping for me”

For some reason jealous Oikawa was such a turn on for you so you just spread your wet pussy open for him and whimpered at the cold breeze

“Please Tooru, I need your help”

He finally succumbed to your begging and got on his knees, easing his cock into your awaiting pussy

You both moaned at the delightful feeling and he made you look down at where you were both connected

“Look how good you’re taking me all in baby”

You moaned at the sight of him sliding his dick half way out and slamming it all right back into you

“That dumbass couldn’t fuck you like this, could he?”

You shook your head as Oikawa started drilling into you

“No Tooru, only you”

He had a bruising hold on your hips as he rammed into you and he made you watch each time as your tight pussy sucked him right back in

God you should really make him jealous more often

Tsukishima

Tsuki does get jealous from time to time but he is remarkably good at hiding it

But he is 100% the kind of person who lets his jealousy build overtime until it finally spills over

So to you it seems like he snaps at the smallest things

But he’s been watching you get hit on by random people for days and he’s seen the stares people give you when you’re walking together

All of this has gotten completely under his skin and he has had just about enough of it

So when Yamaguchi very innocently tells you that you look nice, Tsuki almost kills him right then and there

Before you can thank Yamaguchi, you’re being pulled away and Tsuki is coming up with some excuse for why the two of you have to leave right now

You are very confused but Tsuki has a firm grip on your wrist and he looks completely pissed off

You ask him what’s wrong and he just looks at you with the sharpest glare

“He said you looked pretty”

You were completely confused, why would he even get jealous over that?

Soon he had brought you back to his place and pushed you down on the couch

“Change”

“H-huh?” You looked up at him in complete disbelief

“You can’t keep wearing those clothes if people are going to hit on you”

“But I don’t have any other clothes to wear?”

“Then strip”

You weren’t going to argue with him when he had that look in his eyes so you tentatively took off your clothes until you were just sitting there in your bra and panties

Tsuki kept his gaze trained on you as you tried to cover yourself up with your hands, feeling very exposed and embarrassed

He knelt down in front of you and rubbed his hands along your thighs, placing little kisses here and there

“Only I get to see you look like this okay?”

You nodded as you watched him pry your legs apart and lick a stripe up your clothed pussy

You shuddered as he peeled your panties off and brought his tongue to your now bare folds

“So pretty” He mumbled against your core and his hot breath elicited a tiny moan from you

Soon he was kissing your pussy and shoving his tongue in as far as it would go

Your moans grew louder as you brought your hand to his head and pushed his head closer to you

He held your legs wide open every time you tried to clamp your thighs around his head

He wasn’t letting up anytime soon as you started to whine and squirm

He sucked and nibbled and all you could do was call out his name in desperate squeals

If this was how he treated you when he got jealous you were going to get him riled up a lot more

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fanmoose12 · 3 years

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I like to think the first time when Levi and Hanji confessed their feelings it was during a fight. Hanji's going through the mess in her office worried that she's failing as a commander and in a moment of weakness admits she should've been the one to die that day instead of him. She wasnt needed here. Erwin was. Erwin would've known what to do. Levi who had just entered the office to check up on her starts seething with anger & roughly strikes his fist against her table. She looks up at him shocked and teary eyed. 'Wtf hanji? After all we've been through, all you care about is dying like a coward?' She gets up and starts shouting at him. How he doesnt get the pressure shes under. That she feels lonely most of the time. She misses Moblit. She misses who she was. She misses watching the world with both eyes. You feel so distant. Im sick of pretending there's no space between us anymore when there's a vaccuum. Heck you dont even call me four eyes anymore. She stops when he grabs her by the arm and pulls her close. 'Does it matter to you that much?' He isnt looking at her. Shes stunned unable to come up with a diversion. She gives in and accepts it. 'Yes. It does. You were..u were all I was left with Levi. And it feels like I lost you too' He pulls her close meeting her eyes with a look she hasnt seen before. 'U think ur the only one who's miserable? U think I dont see u dying everyday crumbling under this pressure? U think i dont carry the burden of our fallen comrades on my shoulders? U think its easy to love someone who probably blames u for making her life hell? To see myself lose u to this position u hold? I die everyday hanji. I feel like the loneliest man to ever exist. I lost u too that day. Everytime I look at u I see the ghost of who hanji was and how I killed her. Im miserable too hanji but knowing you'd rather choose death than stick with me here......I cant bear the thought" She stares at his face for the first time after that event on the wall. His handsome features strained and drained. She thought his eyes were lifeless then yet now...he looked half dead. She prided herself in being the only one able to read him yet she failed this time. He...loved her? God. This infuriating emotionally constipated man was telling her he loved her missed her. Stupid Levi. Stupid Hanji. They were here. They were alive and together. The world was cruel but so beautiful. They were soldiers who had devoted their hearts to a cause greater than them. But at this moment, she felt like nothing else mattered but this man before her. She was so glad he was alive. So glad he was here with her. She held his face in her hands stroking his cheeks. He looked stunned for a moment before his features relaxed. As though he had heard the rumbling in her head. She let go of his face and took his hand while moving out of the office to her room. She gave him a hesitant look as they reached her door thinking what if theyre not on the same page. What if shes taking it too fast. What if shes misreading the situation. He answered by opening the door and dragging her inside with him. Sitting on the bed he reluctantly took her hand in his 'Hanji..I..' She stopped him by putting a finger on his lips. 'Dont'

She brought his face closer to hers. She could feel her heart beating against her chest and his warm breath on her face. 'Oh God what am I even doing' she thought to herself. As she was fumbling with her actions, Levi smiled and reached towards the back of Hanji's head, pulling her close. "Let me start this time," he said, lips brushing over hers delicately. He pulled her close and pressed his lips to Hanji's, appreciating their fullness. He began giving her small smooches, noticing that both his and Hanji's breathing had increased. Hanji had wrapped her arms around Levi, pulling him closer to guide his mouth deeper into the kisses. It was like a hidden door had been unlocked inside Levi. He became suddenly overwhelmed with the amount of suppressed affection he held for her. So this is how to tell her without words, he thought. "Hanji," Levi whispered, barely audible. He ran his tongue softly along her lips, relishing her taste. Hanji moaned, causing a tingle to run down his spine. "Levi," protested Hanji but he captured her lips with his once more. "Hanji," he whispered as he kissed her deeper and continued to embellish her with kiss after kiss, only allowing her to breathe as he whispered her name over and over. "Hanji...Hanji...Hanji."

With much will power, she pushed him away realizing the situation was bound to get out of control if she didnt. 'Levi wait' He looked up at her with dizzy eyes waiting for her to continue, " Levi....I’m not sure where this life will take us. I dont know how long we'll live. But if we survive...promise me...when we're finally done with our duties in the Survey Corps...You'll...consider living with me in the woods somewhere" Levi smiled and planted a tender kiss on her forehead. "I don't know..." He pulled away to gaze into her imploring stare. "I don't do promises.." Her face fell at his words. 'But I can make an exception in this case. Promise me you'll survive. Promise me that and I'll agree to the forrest deal" Hange beamed at him before giving him a peck on the cheek. "Only if you're with me till the very end"

"Damn it Four Eyes..." he chided mockingly as he reached up for her chin to give her another adoring kiss. For the first time after the battle in Shiganshina, they both didnt feel lonely that night.

anon!!!!!!! wtf this is so good!!!! i was at the edge of my seat and gripping my heart frantically!!! what a rollercoaster of emotions!!! thank you for blessing my eyes with this💕

#levihan

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franeridart · 3 years

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Anon said: i love love love LOVE how you just draw gojo leaning onto getou, hiding his face in getou's neck or back or chest <////3 im just so heartbroken over those two

So glad to hear you like him clingy as much as I do!! TT^TT as far as I’m concerned he wasn’t clingy enough in canon, so I’m fixing it as much as I can with every new doodle haha

Anon said: whenever im sad i just come to your account and look through your art :")) it brings me so much comfort :')) also i gotta mention that the teacher getou art you've made has healed my broken heart bc of jjk and now that is the only canon i accept thank you very much gege akutami has nothing on me

GAH GETO-SENSEI MY ONE AND ONLY I’m happy he makes you as soft as he does me, he’s such a comfort to me ;;;; and thank you for liking my stuff!!!! Means the world to me to hear it ;A; <3

Anon said: I miss your krbk sm 😔 No pressure intended!!!!!! I still love and support u and ur art!!!

Man I miss them too!!!!! @ hori when are you bringing my loves back from the war I’m here waiting good sir!!!

Anon said: v v curious on your thoughts on what’s currently going on in bnha manga :)))

HMMM what are my thoughts on it? Well, let’s split it in two: Deku’s side and Todoroki’s side, because that’s how it’s split in my brain atm, and allow me to start from the second because it’s easier to get through for me

I’m in love with everything Hori is doing with Todoroki and everyone involved with him - that’s to say his whole whole family and Hawks and Jeanist too, all of it, I’m so into it it’s no joke at all. Always been in love with how he handles Enji’s character and his interactions with his family and the latest developments didn’t disappoint me at all, wasn’t very much into Dabi right after the “reveal” but the more I think about it and about the story from his pov the more behind it I am, forever and always head over heels for Shouto’s way of dealing with a situation that’s as complex as one would expect from a protagonist of their very own story you could really make a manga out of the Todoroki’s family plot from Shouto’s pov alone, it’s incredible I can’t state how in love with it all I am enough. And Hawks, don’t make me start on him I’ll straight up never stop, absolutely and most definitely my favorite pro-hero I would trust him with my money and my kids 100/10 just assume I’m constantly crying over him. Also Jeanist is just hilarious so bless him and his presence in an otherwise too heavy story

Deku’s side........ well, the main problems I have with it are that one, I don’t really understant the need to keep ofa a secret from the class for the biggest part of the story when the reveal wasn’t forced upon Deku, didn’t have a huge impact on him or his relationship with the others (his leaving wasn’t directly caused by him coming clean after all, he wouldn’t have had to leave earlier had he not kept it a secret and he would have still left at this point had the class already known all along) and didn’t, like. Matter. All that much. Two, this manga is called my hero academia and I’m genuinely starting to wonder why. What was the point of all the arcs set inside the school anyway? Most of the characters growth (Deku’s especially) and the progression of the main plot happened in the arcs outside of the school anyway, and at this point it’s clear we’re not going back to the school after this or even seeing anyone graduate. What of Shinsou? What was the point of his plot when we’re not even gonna see him being active part of the class in a school environment? I’m just confused about it all, I guess. Three, which is really my biggest problem with it all, is the way Deku’s set on saving Shigaraki. It’s not like I don’t like a story in which all the villains are saved and the good guys win and love prevails and all that, call it corny but they’re exactly my type of stories, but I’m not sure I can get behind it when Twice died like that, and Midnight did as well, and Aizawa lost a leg, and Nighteye died, and Hawks might have lost his wings, and Shirakumo ended up Kurogiri and it’s still unclear whether he can be saved, like... why does Shigaraki get to be saved when so many people suffered like that? And it’s not only about them suffering by his hands, it’s about Hori and how he was ruthless with so many characters but lets the story show arbitrary kindness to Shigaraki alone, it’s all... well. Unfair. The way I see it. At this point I at the very least expect kindness for Touya as well, here.

That said if I pick the chapters one by one by themselves I do enjoy them very much. I just don’t gotta think about the big picture lmao AH but it’s all a personal opinion, of course! I know people who enjoy the way the story is going and I can see where they’re coming from, this is all arbitrary tastes and preferences on my part, I’m aware of it!

Anon said: Hi hi! I finally got into jjk AND finally caught up on the manga and i appreciate your doods soooo much more now!! They’re so great!! But imcurious, is there one specific moment in the story where you Gojo and Geto became IT for you? Just genuinely curious!!

THANK YOU happy to hear you liked jjk!!!! And that’s!!! a great question, I’m not sure I have an answer actually? I binged the manga in a day and a half, you see, and when I binge stuff that fast I rarely stop to overthink things - I did ship them as I read too since, well. They’re in love lmao but I shipped them in the same way I shipped itafushi or yuutoge after I read the prequel, you know? Just a general aknowledging of how good they were together. The main point with satosugu specifically was probably that satoru has been my favorite character since the beginning of the story and suguru got there as well as soon as I read their backstory, so once I was caught up they’re the ones I ended up spending the most time thinking about, both by themselves and together, and that ended up making me a bit obsessed..... just a bit lol

If I had to give one specific moment that got me by the heart and squeezed the hardest it’d be... probably Satoru’s “my soul knows otherwise”. And the way his voice alone could bring Suguru back, even for just a single moment. The thing about satosugu for me!!! one of the many things about them, but the main thing for me, is that they love each other. Be it platonic or however you wanna see it, they love each other. Despite everything and after it all, even if Satoru had to kill Suguru, even if Suguru killed so many and betrayed Satoru and they went their separate ways in the harshest of ways, they love each other. It’s insane, isn’t it? That they’d love each other so much they could pass over everything and anything. I’ve seen the “best friends become enemies” trope so often in shounen manga, but this is the first time I see it treated like this - with love so strong that they never blamed each other or turned that love in hate. The way satosugu do it is all-encompassing! It goes beyond the world and their differences and death itself! So if I had to pick it’d be that one, because that scene happens after it’s all over, and it all went to shit and way beyond too already, and still their souls resonate with each other and answer to each other and that sends me insane, just thinking about it. Like, god, they really still love each other. Satoru’s mourned for Suguru for a year, Suguru’s been dead for a year, they’d been separated ten whole years before then, and still! And still!!! It’s so tender I don’t know how to deal with it

Anon said: “What’s a god to a nonbeliever?”—That tag is going to haunt me for a while. The entire tag section for your latest Gojo and Geto drawing is meta-worthy.

THANK YOU it’d been eating at my brain I had to write it down somewhere why are those two like that

Anon said: Do you take commissions? No pressure! ✨❤️

Not right now!

Anon said: How do you feel about sukuna ? like/dislike or thoughts on him

AMAZING QUESTION I love him. I have absolutely zero clue as of why so don’t ask me to elaborate, I’m literally that marge pic with the potato when it’s about Sukuna, I have no meta thoughts about him nor deep reasonings behind it - by all accounts, I should dislike him! But he shows up and I’m like nghhh king, so that’s where we stand. It’s Sukuna, you know. I just think he’s neat.

Anon said: sighs time to get into another fandom bc i simp too hard for ur art 😔

HAH thank you for the trust I hope you’ll like ror if you do get into it!!! hahaha

#fran answers #oh two of these are Long #.....#long post #in case the readmore doesn't work for whatever reason

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ladyinbooks · 2 years

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Love hess/dan, love the push, pull! I also loved the mini story on ur tumblr of swapped dan/hess. It makes me so curious about hess' mindset after he meets dan, knowing that he is promise/doomed? I would love a mini story re: that, or a little insight. Is he dreading? Is he trying to get out of it? Would love ur thoughts!!

Hi Anon!

I'm so sorry it has taken my so long to respond to your lovely question. I'm so happy you liked the swapped Dan/Hess ficlet! (Mirror, Mirror.)

I had a lot of feels about this, following your gorgeous prompt, so here's a ficlet for you!

Title: Through a glass, darkly Warnings: Role reversal AU, minor sinister subtext Summary: Hespherus Jones can run, but he can't hide forever.

The walls of the clinic are stifling.

It’s been three days, since Hess was visited. Three days, in which he’s jumped at every noise; stepped back at every shadow. Living in fear is exhausting, but there’s something itching under his skin, driving him to new and desperate heights.

He’s got an Anatolian gate carved above the doorway; blessings burnt into every window frame the clinic possesses. Holy water in a flask on his hip, and anointed oil in a test tube strapped to his wrist.

And it still doesn’t feel like enough.

“It isn’t,” Leliel says bluntly, when they visit him.

They are resting against the wall by the door, arms folded. The light of their grace is dimmed, but it’s still enough to have Hess’s teeth aching if he looks at them for too long.

“What do you mean?”

“Daniel Waters,” Leliel says slowly, “will not be deterred by your measures. They will not matter to him. Not at all.”

“Why?”

Leliel shrugs; it’s an oddly human gesture. “Because he is determined. Because he wants you. Because you are the last thing standing between him and his destiny.”

“Is that true?” Hess asks. He feels sick at the thought of it. Dizzy. “Why –”

“You don’t want to be our Righteous Man,” Leliel says. “But you are. Destiny, Hespherus Jones, cannot be escaped.” They stretch out a hand, and Hess flinches back. “Play in your clinic. Pretend the walls aren’t closing in. But remember: sooner or later he will come for you, and you will wish you had joined us.”

They step back, and Hess watches as they vanish.

It’s always abrupt, their disappearance. Leliel appears and vanishes at whim. Hess is never entirely sure if they are gone completely, or if they linger, invisible, watching.

That doesn’t stop him from slumping into the nearest chair though. Doesn’t stop the way he can’t help folding in on himself a little, resting his head in his hands.

God. He’d never wanted any of this; he’d only wanted to help.

He hadn’t known who Daniel Waters was. He’d only known the man had been gorgeous. Strong. Dangerous, and disturbingly familiar in a way that had made his heart hammer.

Since then, it’s been like wading through water – trying to outrun the tide. Somewhere at the back of his mind there is a countdown; a ticking clock that’s leading him inevitably towards… something.

Nothing good.

And the angels are no help.

Despite what they say, he doesn’t want to hurt anyone. He certainly doesn’t want to kill anyone. But Daniel bloody Waters had walked into his clinic, pulled the proverbial rug out from under his feet, and now he doesn’t know if he’s got a choice.

How is he meant to stop someone that competent? That clever? It hadn’t been an accident, that Waters had found him. Hess had obviously been watched. Someone, somewhere, had reported back to the Antichrist, and he’d come to scope out the competition.

What a disappointment it must have been, to only find Hess. Hardly a furious warrior, or a worthy opponent.

The thought makes Hess sigh; makes him scrub a hand across his face. He lifts his head slowly, looking out of the nearest window.

The sky outside is a sickening yellow, bruised and angry. Across the street, the hollowed-out shells of buildings are fading into the evening gloom. There’s no one out there – no sign of life for miles around.

There hasn’t been for a while now.

How to stop the end of the world when it’s already happened? How to even begin to try? Reason and logic and clean surgical skills have no use in a world like this. He can’t stitch reality back together, one suture at a time.

And still the clock at the back of his mind is ticking.

The thought of it brings him out in a cold sweat. He’s running out of time, and he’s never going to be prepared. He’s not what Heaven wants, and he’s everything that Hell wants rid of.

“Some Righteous Man,” he says softly to himself.

The panic is deep-rooted in him. It has been for a long time – ever since Leliel turned up and told him what he was made for. Ever since he threw his holy weapon on the floor, and ran as far and fast as he could.

He’s not Heaven’s champion. He’s certainly not humanity’s. And in spite of everything, they still won’t leave him alone.

Sighing, Hess pushes himself back onto his feet. He’s tired – so bloody tired. Arms aching, legs weak. He’s been up for days on end, trying to outrun the last scrap of inevitability. Trying to help the people who walk in, even if he can’t protect those left outside.

Slowly, he crosses the floor of the clinic and locks the door. There won’t be anyone left out there now – not on a night this dark; not with the sound of the wind (of hounds) echoing in the distance.

For a moment, he lets his forehead rest against the cool grain of wood, sending out a silent prayer for any pilgrims alone in the darkness.

A sudden scuff of movement – booted feet against linoleum – and Hess freezes.

His heart begins to pound, high and fast, panic crawling up his throat. He lets his fingers press against the door; tries to breathe slowly, and can’t.

Something’s behind him in the locked room. Someone.

The nape of his neck prickles, and there’s static in the air. Hess can taste it on the back of his tongue, sharp and metallic, like old rusted blood.

He closes his eyes.

The clock in his head is silent.

“Hello Hespherus,” Daniel says.

#lady replies #Ficlet Fridays #Path to Paradise #Hespherus Jones #Daniel Waters

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cloudwithoutsilverlining · 4 years

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please tell us more about co-archivists au 👉👈 i am very excited to hear your essay

BLESS UR HEART ANON I was NOT expecting anyone to actually read my tags <3

ANYWAY, thanks so much for asking and here are my vaguely comprehensive ideas for co-archivist AU here we go (it’s gonna get pretty long so I’m putting it under a cut lol)

Seasons 1+2 would probably go pretty much the same - Elias still chooses Jon alone as archivist and canon proceeds as is up until Infestation. Sasha still gets Not-Them’d but she doesn’t cease to exist, instead ending up trapped in some liminal space. She was already strongly tied to Beholding and so is able to be claimed by the Eye to escape the Stranger (think Mike Crew getting claimed by the Vast to escape the Spiral) which allows her to break out of the clutches of the Not-Them. Meanwhile, in the tunnels, Leitner tries to trap the Not-Them with the Buried book and instead the thing is psychically ripped apart from the inside out, the memories of Real Sasha are instantly airdropped back into everyone’s brains, Sasha wakes up in a pile of broken table fragments, and gets the hell out of there.

From there, the start of s3 is pretty much the same for Jon (he and Leitner decide that the book had some sort of unforeseen adverse affect on the Not-Them that exploded it somehow) - he flees the institute after finding Leitner’s body, hides out with Georgie, and so on. Everyone assumes Sasha’s dead, except for Elias, obviously, who Knows not only is she alive, but she’s well on her way to becoming an Archivist. (He’s not going to do anything about it - sure, it’s more moving parts than he was counting on, but a backup Archivist could prove useful if something were to happen to Jon. Plus he’s already got a bet going with Peter over which of them will make it to the end.)

Sasha, consumed by the beholding-typical hunger for information, seeks out The Distortion - Michael helped her that one time, after all. She gets hints of usefulness from him (though he insists on using 80-word-long names for all the entities) but mostly he speaks in riddles and is generally frustrating. I’m also gonna say they have a Jude Perry handshake moment except instead of boiling wax it’s knife hands because I love parallels.

She leaves the Spiral with a vague understanding that entities are a thing and starts basically throwing herself into situations fitting their various motifs and hoping for an encounter. One of them seems related to heights? Guess she’s going skydiving. (I stand by my headcanon that Sasha is at least as if not more impulsive than Jon. In s1 while he was like “well I guess I’ll keep an eye out for more statements about Prentiss and hopefully get more information” she went straight to “I personally am gonna hunt down this nightmare worm monster! How dangerous can she be she’s only killed like 5 people that we know of + I’m too curious to leave it alone!” I mean seriously.) While this is a great way to accumulate a lot of Marks for herself, it’s not a great way to find out anything useful. Plus she’s nearly gotten herself killed a bunch of times, so clearly she needs a new approach.

She goes to find Michael again but instead finds Helen, who’s much more inclined to be helpful. She fills Sasha in about how Jon’s also going Archivist, and gives her a door to find him. Sasha steps through the door and emerges in a clearing in the woods where Daisy’s just about to slit Jon’s throat.

Suffice it to say, when a yellow door appears from nothing in the middle of the woods and dead-for-a-year Sasha James steps out of it, Daisy is very surprised. The resulting altercation leaves Sasha marked by the Hunt but the situation calms down after the arrival of Basira who points out that, when facing Elias, surely two avatars are better than one.

Events of s3 from there on play out basically like they do in canon except this time the archivist’s not alone, which helps with the whole “turning into an avatar” identity crisis. Don’t get me wrong, they’re both still freaking out, but they’re freaking out TOGETHER so it’s not as bad. It’s nice to have someone to talk to about weird Beholding stuff, especially when they literally share your brainwaves. (I’d imagine there are a lot of moments when everyone’s just sitting around resolutely doing no work when both Sasha and Jon abruptly stand up, point to each other, and yell some random thing that means absolutely nothing to anyone else but them because Beholding just airdropped them some knowledge. Also since the archivist power is split between the two of them, when they go into Statement mode they end up speaking in unison, Sasha’s right eye and Jon’s left both glowing. It’s very creepy for anyone watching.)

Then comes the Unknowing, and Tim blows up, but instead of dying like in canon, he gets pulled back into the realm of the Stranger along with the rest of the Unknowing and trapped there. When Jon and Sasha wake up from their twin comas, Basira tells them he’s dead, but Sasha realizes that somehow she Knows he’s not. With Jon’s help she uses Beholding (all-seeing) to break into the realm of the Stranger (concealment) and pull him out, and later Jon does the same for Martin in the Lonely.

And in the end, yes, they both end up marked by all the entities, and the world still ends, and things are still pretty bad. But at least they have all four of them (the og archive team) to deal with it. And at least, when Jon needs to info dump about cursed beholding information, he can talk to Sasha. And at least, when Martin would really like some company that isn’t someone possessed by an omnipotent eyeball god, he can talk to Tim. Which I think would help with morale if nothing else.

(Thanks for sticking to the end of all that lol - I meant it when i said i had a lot of thoughts)

#tma #jonathan sims #sasha james #co-archivists au #cloudwithoutsilverlining.txt #answered asks #anonymous #thanks so much for your ask #also i actually got 2 asks about this! I'll answer the other one in just a bit #also this is ok to rb if anyone feels so inclined!

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randomfandomimagine · 4 years

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Reunion (Cloud Strife x Reader)

Characters: Cloud Strife, Zack Fair, Tifa Lockhart (feat. Jessie, Biggs, Wedge and others)

Fandom: Final Fantasy VII

Tags: Reunions, crossdressing, angst with a happy ending

Warnings: Mentions of death, spoilers for Crisis Core

Word Count: 4k words

Requested by anon: could you do a ficlet with a fem! reader for a Platonic!Cloud? my idea is where the reader was in SOLDIER (disguised as a guy) and when Hojo found out they kicked you out (quite violently). You were really close with Cloud and Zack, but once you were gone they thought they killed you. In other words I just want an angsty sweet reunion when he finds you working for avalanche back at the Seventh Heaven. (Points if you’re close with Tifa too). Thank you! I love your work so much! Ur a blessing ♡

A/N: I have never beat the original FFVII and I’m not sure what happens in canon with Cloud’s memories, so I took some artistic liberties to write this. Hope you enjoy!! Please please please give this some love, I worked so hard on it!!

Cloud Strife x Female Reader

[ B/N: Boy Name ]

Many terrors haunted Cloud. There were too many things he had lost, too many people he missed and too many burdens he carried. However, no matter how much he tried to forget them all or how tangled his mind was, one seemed to stand out: you. He had befriended you during his SOLDIER days, an unlikely friend in a strange place.

He vividly remembered you: the way your eyes twinkled when you spotted him, your shy smile and your gentle expression, the playfulness in your voice when you teased him. He thought of you fondly, one of the few things in his past that weren’t tainted by evil. Even then, you had still turned into a bad memory. Your mere existence made him sad because of your early demise. You had only ever been kind and still your fate was cruel and undeserved. Your only crime had been lying, and even that he wouldn’t blame you for. Others, however, found that sin to be unforgivable and punished you for it. With a sentence of death.

“Cloud?” Tifa called his name, bringing him back to reality. “Still with me?”

“Uh… yeah” He straightened up, surprised upon realizing how crestfallen he had made himself with his own thoughts. “Lead the way”

“I’m excited” His friend smiled, leading him to the Seventh Heaven. “We finally get to meet our new member. Everyone has been so secretive about them”

“Why?” Cloud focused on trying to follow the conversation, even if his thoughts pulled him back to the past.

“They’re Avalanche’s secret weapon”

“Hm…”

Tifa, not really catching his disinterest, continued talking.

“Apparently they have some serious military training”

“Uh-huh…”

Her voice became a dull background noise as his thoughts drifted without remedy. Even if she kept speaking, he had stopped listening.

He had dreamt about you again last night, and his mind betrayed him by dwelling on your memory. Inevitably, he drifted off to past thoughts, to his SOLDIER days when everything seemed exciting. He felt insecure and unworthy, but he was willing to improve. He was prepared to work hard and make his way to 1st Class. Zack was constantly by his side, taking Cloud under his wing. You completed the trio, and he couldn’t help but to think back to when he met you.

A tall boy with dark hair and sky blue eyes stood in the training room, crossing his arms and watching how the new recruits finished their exercise. He noticed how one of them struggled more than the rest and was more than happy to give him a little hand.

“Hey, newbie” He walked over to a specific soldier who just then finished with the squats. “Need some help there?”

You shook your head, completely breathless after the exercise, and leaned back on your butt until you were sitting down. Joining SOLDIER had been your dream for a long time, wanting to become strong enough to be able to help people. You knew it wouldn’t be easy, just didn’t imagine it would be this hard and exhausting.

“Come on” He held his hand out for you to take. “We all need help sometimes”

With a sigh, you took his hand in yours and let him pull you up. Once you were standing on your feet, you leaned your hands on your knees. It was hard to catch your breath. Despite how athletic you were, this was on a whole new level.

When you dared to look up at the boy, you found him showing you a wide friendly grin. Beside him now was a blond guy, with kind blue eyes that went along with his meek expression.

“It’s okay” The blond muttered. “It takes a bit to get used to”

You nodded your head, managing a tired smile in appreciation. The other one observed you in a mixture between amusement and sympathy and patted your back.

“You did well for the first day” He told you. “What’s your name?”

“Uh…. B/N” You carefully watched his reaction, and your heart began racing in anticipation.

“B/N? Nice to meet you” Unaware of your nervousness upon introducing yourself, he offered you his hand. “I’m Zack, this is Cloud”

You shook his hand, and waved with the other one at his blond friend. He timidly reciprocated with a small wave.

“Tell you what, kid” Zack put his arm over your shoulders, and you tensed up. “I’ll keep an eye on you and help you out”

An irrational fear took over you, as it was the first time someone got so close to you. Even if you had managed to push your way into SOLDIER without arising any suspicions over yourself, you were afraid they would know. Your secret was far too important to air it out, and it could get you in trouble. Big trouble.

While you appreciated Zack’s offer, you feared his friendship too much. What if he found out who you really were? How would he react? Would he still be friendly if he knew? Would he give you in to the authorities to have you punished for daring to deceive everyone?

“Don’t overwhelm him….” Cloud bashfully defended you, definitely noticing your awkwardness.

“No worries, Cloudy” Zack brushed it off. “B/N here just needs to get out of his shell”

“We…” The other one added. “We can help you train if you want”

“That would be nice” You replied, purposefully making your voice deeper.

“That’s the spirit!” The dark-haired boy chuckled. “And relax, man, you’re so tense!”

You lowered your shoulders, which were almost up to your ears. Still, even if you were trying to act natural you couldn’t relax, you couldn’t stop being tense. Because what would happen if anyone at SOLDIER realized you were a girl?

You nervously tapped your foot against the ground. Although you had joined Avalanche a bit ago and were starting to get used to it, you still got jittery. Even after the mission was over, the nerves still conquered your stomach.

“I swear, Y/N!” Jessie tugged at your hand, making you look at her instead of that far off point that you were staring at without seeing it. “You’re gonna love him!”

“Am I?” You smiled at her, pretending not to be restless still.

That recent mission reminded you too much of SOLDIER. It was ironic that Shinra, the very thing you once were a part of and now were trying to escape, had become what you were fighting against, confronting it head-on. It seemed to haunt you even as you adamantly tried to bring it down.

To make matters worse, Barret had announced to the group that they were calling their mercenary contact for the next mission. You hadn’t been with them long enough to have met him, because in those couple of days you had barely even grown accustomed to their company.

Barret didn’t talk to you more than necessary, even if you could tell he was a big softie, especially when you saw him with his daughter Marlene. Biggs and Wedge had been kind and welcoming while still trying to give you some space. Jessie was the most outspoken, and clearly the one more determined to make you feel at home. It painfully reminded you of someone else whose personality was bubbly and extroverted that you had met in the past.

“For sure!” Her very voice snapped you out of your nervous thoughts again. “Cloud is the best, even if he likes to pretend like he’s a tough guy”

You tried not to wince at the mention of his name. How cruel was it that you ran into someone else called Cloud? A part of you had hoped it was the same Cloud you befriended in SOLDIER, but it just wasn’t possible. He must have become a SOLDIER, 1st Class like he wanted to. Who knew? You might even have fought him with Avalanche without realizing, unaware that his spiky blond hair and kind blue eyes were hidden under one of those helmets.

You shook your head. No. It just so happened that there was another Cloud in Midgard. It was too painful to get your hopes up for a sweet reunion… even if you had daydreamed about it countless times. Cloud and Zack had been so important to you… Fondly looking back at them, you hoped they were doing okay.

Zack’s laughter was contagious, and you couldn’t suppress a smile as you triumphantly stood up and towered over Cloud. Pouting a bit, he averted his gaze and didn’t move from the spot, sitting on the ground and leaning an elbow on his propped up knee.

“And the winner is… B/N!” Zack took your arm and lifted it up. “I knew you had it in you, kid”

Cloud still didn’t speak. His cheeks were a deep shade of pink, and you couldn’t tell if it was because of the squats you had beat him at or because of the embarrassment. Maybe both.

“Okay, Zack” You playfully pushed him off you, moving towards Cloud. “Stop torturing him”

“I’m not torturing anyone, he did great” Zack leaned down to pat his friend’s shoulder. “You just did better”

Even if you wouldn’t admit it out loud, a sense of pride bubbled in your chest. Boys were generally stronger than girls, but you had bested one of them after training hard for weeks on end. Still, you felt bad for Cloud and offered him a hand.

“No hard feelings?”

“Sure”

He smiled at you as you pulled him up, wobbling because of all his weight. Zack chuckled as he put his hands on your back to stabilize you.

“Who would have known a skinny guy like you would become such a good SOLDIER?”

The comment might have offended you when you first met him, but you knew Zack meant it as a compliment. After all, you would never forget the day you first met. You had felt helpless and not capable of making it in SOLDIER. You were shorter and smaller, but you didn’t let that stop you. Now you were stronger and resilient, even more so than some of the boys there.

The three of you gasped, startled, when the door to the training room suddenly swung open. In came Sephiroth, Hojo and Lazard, seemingly very angry and determined.

“No…” You uttered, with a nasty feeling in the pit of your stomach. What if…?

No, you had been very careful. It was impossible. You had disguised yourself to the point that not even Cloud and Zack discovered you despite being so close, despite spending so much time together. You had even found a way to avoid Hojo’s tests, knowing he would discover your identity if you got too close. They had no way of finding out… right?

“That’s her” Sephiroth pointed a finger at you, bearing no expression.

“Her?” Zack repeated, taking a step forward. “What’s going on?”

“B/N is an imposter!” Hojo accused, scowling at you. “She is a woman”

“What?” Your friend shook his head at them. “There must be a misunderstanding”

Terrified of what they might do, you took a few steps back. Cloud stood behind you, and you stepped right into him. His hands protectively fell on the small of your back, and when you looked up you found with his gentle blue eyes. They were so expressive. There was confusion in them, but also alarm and concern and fear all at once.

“Get her” Lazard said, and just then two soldiers appeared from behind him.

“No!” You screamed as they approached you. “Please!”

In your panic, you retreated more into Cloud and pressed yourself against his chest. You felt his fingers hold on to the fabric of your shirt.

“No, don’t touch him!” Zack insisted, helplessly watching as the soldiers reached you. “You’re making a mistake!”

You exclaimed as the soldiers reached you and took ahold of you. Cloud didn’t hesitate to hold on to you, tightly grabbing you by the arms. The four of you struggled, but the soldiers were stronger.

“Stop that!” Zack begged them still, wincing at the sight of you.

Tears streamed down your face, knowing what awaited you if they took you. Now screaming, you were calling anyone for help. Cloud was your last hope as you tightly clung on to him, but they separated you from him.

“No!” He joined Zack in his attempts. “Stop it!”

“Lazard, please! I’m sure B/N isn’t-“ The brunette’s words were suddenly interrupted.

“Then what’s this?” Hojo showed them a picture, and everyone grew silent.

It was you in the photo, without a doubt. Before you cut your hair, before you hid your breasts and took all necessary precautions to pass as a boy.

The chaos that had erupted in the room suddenly came to a halt, replaced by a heavy awed atmosphere to replace the previously frantic one.

“What…?” Cloud uttered, watching you in astonishment.

“You’re a girl…” Zack said as well, even though is voice was a mixture of sadness and understanding.

“Don’t just stand there!” Hojo urged the soldiers, who came back to their senses.

“Take her” Lazard insisted when his subordinates turned to him for confirmation.

Shaking from head to toe, you let yourself be grabbed by them. Your mind was racing, frozen with the reminder of your friends faces. They weren’t angry, they didn’t feel betrayed. They were only surprised. You had been too scared to tell them, but now you realized you could have. How could you have doubted them?

“Wait…” Cloud stuttered as tears reached his eyes. “Wait, don’t… don’t hurt her!”

“Sephiroth…” Zack desperately called. “Sephiroth, do something! Don’t let them take her!”

The 1st Class Soldier didn’t say anything. He only turned around as you were dragged away from your friends. Sephiroth glanced down and faced his back to them.

You tensed up when you heard a cry full of rage, followed by Zack throwing himself to them. Cloud made to move, wanting to support his friend, but he was still too taken aback by the situation to act.

Obeying a gesture from Lazard, two more soldiers entered the room and intercepted Zack. He struggled against them, fighting to return by your side and save you.

“Don’t!” You pleaded, letting yourself use your natural voice for the first time in months. “Don’t do this, Zack”

“I don’t care if you’re a boy or a girl, I won’t let them-”

“Let me go” You shook your head, trying to put an end to his endeavor. “Don’t get hurt because of me”

You quickly glanced at Cloud behind him, noticing how his eyes were drowned in tears. He was still frozen in place, prey of an overwhelming shock and uncertainty. The sight made your own tears overflow, staining the track that the old ones left again.

“Take care…” You whispered to him, trying to memorize his face. A last comfort before you met your end.

Cloud parted his lips, but they only shook as no words left them. A tear rolled down his cheek, and it was too painful to keep looking at him. Glancing at Zack, you realized he was now just as heartbroken. He had given up, understood that it was impossible to fight for you.

Accepting your fate, you began moving. You exited the room and heard the door loudly closing behind you. A ruckus broke out inside it as Zack still fought against them. A second person had joined him in his outrage, and you sobbed knowing it was Cloud.

You walked directly behind Sephiroth, who walked beside Hojo and Lazard. As you were taken with them, Sephiroth’s long silver hair and his broad back was etched in your memory. It would be one of the last things you’d see. Just like the voices of your dear friends would be one of the last things you’d hear as they called out for you, by the fake name they knew you by but still begging for your life.

Even if you trusted them, you had been too afraid to completely expose yourself to them. What would have happened if you did? What would have happened if you told them you were a girl? A part of you had always known the answer: they would have protected you. Zack and Cloud cared about you, not because you were a boy or a girl or anything else… they cared about you because they were your friends... because you were their friend.

You hadn’t trusted them with your secret. You had been too afraid to tell them. And know they would have to live with your death.

Everything seemed oddly silent, as if the usual sounds had dimmed slightly. There was the murmur of voices inside the bar, but no loudness. Cloud’s boots seemed to echo as his feet moved over the wooden steps that led to the entrance. Even Tifa, who seemed so talkative, had grown quiet. Cloud brushed that feeling off, assuming it had more to do with his thoughtful mood. Everything was normal.

When he came in, there was nothing out of the ordinary. Barret played with Marlene, Biggs and Wedge talked and laughed, and Jessie was high-fiving someone she was talking to.

“Hello!” Tifa cheerfully greeted everyone, gathering their attention.

You looked up to find out who that mysterious merc was. The sun behind him shadowed his slim figure as well as the curvier one that accompanied him. Mildly curious, you kept your gaze glued to them as they walked in. Once the door closed behind them, your eyes grew used to the light and you could see them properly.

The woman was slightly familiar, but you didn’t pay mind to her as she walked behind the bar. It was the man who you were more interested in. When you took a good look at him, your heart skipped a beat.

That merc, that man allegedly called Cloud, walked in without noticing you. His eyes had fallen on you, but there was no recognition in them. Barret was telling the newcomer something, but you didn’t hear.

Surely, your mind was playing tricks on you, and that man looked more like Cloud to you than he actually did. Of course, it wasn’t him. It was an amazing coincidence that on top of the name he also had spiky blond hair, but that was the only similitude with your memory of Cloud. This man before you was cold and rough, nothing like the sweet, meek and shy boy you knew. His eyes were also greener than you remembered. Still, the more you stared at him, the more you realized… it was Cloud. Despite the change in his demeanor, in his eyes, in the way he carried himself, in his entire persona... it was Cloud, the one you knew years ago. The one whose face you had tried to memorize as you resigned yourself to your death.

Destiny was capricious. You had survived and you had escaped. He had too. And now you were together again. You both had followed similar paths.

“Y/N?” Biggs called you, gently shaking your shoulder. “You okay?”

“Yeah, you just got very pale” Wedge’s words seemed to alarm the rest as well.

Everyone turned to you, but you only had eyes for one of them. Your feet moved on their own as you approached Cloud with determination.

“What the hell?” He whispered, frowning as you directly went over to him.

“Cloud” You threw your arms around his neck, feeling too happy and relieved to see him to realize his reaction. “It’s so good to see you!”

“What’s going on?” He spoke up, his voice sounded annoyed as his arms lifted a little trying to avoid touching you. “Do I know you?”

“You…” Slowly pulling away, you stared into his eyes. “You don’t recognize me?”

Cloud hesitated, and so did you. His voice was so… deep, so irritated and so harsh. He really felt nothing like the boy you had known. What had happened? He changed so much…

Your vulnerable expression seemed to snap something in him, because his eyes suddenly grew wide. His mouth fell agape, staring at you as though you were a ghost.

“B/N?” He uttered, recognizing your features despite never having seen you as a girl. Except that one time in that picture, when he thought it would be the last. “You’re alive?”

“B/N, is that really you?” The woman who had walked in with him uttered from behind the bar. It finally clicked why she was so familiar. If that was indeed Cloud, that had to be…

“Tifa!” You ran to each other, colliding in a warm hug accompanied by breathless tearful chuckles.

Despite not being close, you had known Tifa through Cloud and Zack. She had always been kind and friendly and you were so glad to see her, comforted by her familiar face and warm demeanor.

“You look good as a girl” She joked, breaking away to take a good look at you.

“Thanks, I-“ You began to say, but were interrupted by a deep voice.

“B/N” Cloud said, staring at you as though you were the only person in the room. Despite the emotion in his eyes, his expression remained neutral. “That’s not your real name, is it?”

“No…” You whispered, suddenly feeling a lump in your throat. “It’s Y/N”

“Y/N…” He repeated, nodding his head in deep thought.

The temperature of the room seemed to fall drastically. Something in his tone was ice cold. The silence was absolute, only interrupted by the noise coming from the windows, a reminder that life went on outside of the bar.

“Um… you’ll explain everything later” Biggs muttered, standing next to the pinball machine. “Seems like you need a moment alone”

“Yup, leave you guys to it!” Jessie awkwardly said, sinking into the secret room. One by one, all of her friends followed until you were alone with Tifa and Cloud.

“We have a lot of catching up to do” Tifa sweetly smiled, returning behind the bar. “I’ll prepare some drinks”

You and Cloud stood before one another. His eyes never once left you, looking you up and down as though trying to make sure that you were actually there, that you were real and not one of his many dreams.

“Well…” You awkwardly said, needing to break that suffocating silence. “Where’s Zack?”

Cloud suddenly grimaced, groaning and clutching his head. Concerned, you were about to lean in and put a hand on his arm, but ultimately decided not to do it. You still weren’t sure he wasn’t mad at you. After all, you kept an important secret from him. You lied to him and pretended to be someone you were not. All of this was something you didn’t know he could forgive and you were too scared that he would push you away.

“B/N… I mean, Y/N?” Tifa called, and so you glanced at her. She only shook her head.

The air suddenly left your lungs as you understood what that somber gesture meant. A sob got caught in your throat at the realization. You had been lucky enough to reunite with Cloud, but you would never be able to see Zack again.

Turning back to the blond, you wondered the impact this had on him. After all, he and Zack had been very close and when you left, believing you were dead…

“Oh!” You gasped when a force suddenly made you stumble.

Confused, you paused to notice Cloud’s arms wrapped around you. They urgently pressed you against his chest. An invisible weight seemed to be lifted off your chest as you accepted and treasured his embrace with a sigh of relief.

“I’m glad you’re okay…” He whispered, and in his voice you recognized that softer tone you had been used to. The old Cloud seemed to be shining through the cracks as the new fake Cloud fell apart.

He was breathing heavily, squeezing you against him so tightly that he was hurting you. In spite of it all, you didn’t have the heart to complain. You almost couldn’t breathe, but it could have been because you were starting to sob.

“You too” You cried against his shoulder, now bawling your eyes out as you clung on to his shirt and he held you still.

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shishinoya · 4 years

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request | “ can I request the entire NSFW alphabet for Nishinoya;; I don’t really see much content of him >///< Congrats on 400!! :D “ — anon

pairing | nishinoya yuu x reader

warning | NSFW

[ A — Aftercare (what do they do after sex? how do they care for you?) ]

- noya can be so into the moment that he won’t realize how intense and rough he’s going

- he only notices it after he rides off his high and will pepper ur body with kisses

- he’d apologize and will praise u on how good u made him feel

- lots of cuddles

- if u thought that noya was clingy before, wELL u haven’t experienced after sex noya

- like a fucking baby koala

- won’t fall asleep before u do, because he wants to make u feel as comfortable as possible

[ B — Body Part (what’s their favourite body part of you and what body part of theirs would you like?) ]

- hands and arms

- he’s a libero and his hands are the most important so he would be paying lots of attention to ur hands

- loves it if ur hands are really soft so lots of hand-holding but also likes it when u touch him

- his fingers are blessings from god

- he can play u like an instrument and overstimulate u any day

[ C — Cum (anything to do with cum) ]

- loves to cum on ur body

- just likes to watch at the effect u have on him and his seeds on ur body is just an example of it

- “look at what u do to me, y/n”

- if he fingers u, likes to pull his fingers out to play with ur wetness

- has that playful look in his eyes as he legit l i c k s it off his fingers while staring at u

[ D — Dirty Secret (learn a dirty secret they have) ]

- he’s not one to take other people’s things without permission except ur heart

- but would so steal a pair of ur panties and just relish ur scent

- how will he relieve himself when ur not there?

- he needs something

[ E — Erogenous (what’s their sensitive spot that makes them putty in your hands?) ]

- his lips

- kiss him, softly, harshly, sweetly and he will melt into ur touch

- leaves him a blushing and goofy mess

- makes him want more if u peck his lips and then lightly blow on them

- shudders

[ F — Favourite Position ]

- he’s pretty vanilla and goes straight to missionary

- likes gazing down on u totally not because he’s always being looked down on because of his height

- wrap ur legs around his waist and he’s solid

[ G — Goofy (are they more serious in bed or more likely to laugh?) ]

- it’s noya

- he’s bound to laugh

- would tease and just giggle at ur begging and shaking self

[ H — Hair (how well-groomed are they? do they like it when you pull their hair?) ]

- would so clean up well

- not that he has much to clean

- imagine pulling on noya’s soft hair and it’s NOT up for once

- pulling on his hair only encourages him more and lets him know how well he makes u feel

[ I — Intimacy (how intimate are they? how long into the relationship does it take for them to want to get intimate?) ]

- noya loves affection and being touched; as well as touching

- he would be pretty touchy early on in ur relationship

- hell, he’ll even be touchy in the friend stage as well

- i don’t think it’ll be very long for him to initiate something

- probably would be like 3 months into ur relationship and would want to fuck u

[ J — Jerk Off (when would they masturbate?) ]

- in private

- u don’t even need to do anything, no nudes, no text, no nothing and he’ll just think about u and get horny

- u’re just so gorgeous he can’t

- i think he would jerk off like 2 times a week and has like lube in a secret drawer in his room

[ K — Kinks (do they have any kinks?) ]

- as said before, noya likes hands

- so he would prob have a hand fetish

- likes looking at ur hands just to imagine what those pretty fingers could do to him

- would just watch ur hands if u rub him and dryly swallow at how fucking hot he thinks it is

[ L — Location (where do they like to fuck? favourite place? how open are they to the public?) ]

- s p o n t a n e o u s

- so if he feels like it, he could go down on u anywhere

- he’s quite open about it to the public

- wants to let people know what he does to u AND want u do to him

[ M — Motivation (what drives them in sex?) ]

- hair pulling and ur moans

- if he can feel and hear how well he’s making u feel, it will only drive him to make u feel more

- praise him and u’ll be cumming in 2 seconds flat

[ N — NOs (what are their turnoffs?) ]

- degrading and hurting u

- he wants sex to be something intimate and affectionate, not something that will hurt u

- so if he wants to try something that might potentially hurt u, he will erase it from his mind as fast as he can

[ O — Oral (do they like to give it? do they like receiving it?) ]

- loves to give u oral

- something about how u shake and twitch under his power just makes him want to eat u out deeper

- doesn’t really want u to give him head because he wants u to feel the best during the session but if u do offer, he won’t turn it down

[ P — Pace (how fast are they? how rough are they? how considerate are they of their partner?) ]

- 9 times out of 10 would be so considerate of u and makes sure that u are over the moon while he’s with u

- takes it slow and shows how much he loves u and cherishes u

- but that 1 time is rare

- it’s usually when he’s frustrated and needs to blow some steam that he loses his mind - gets rough and leave may more marks than he usually does

[ Q — Quickies (do they enjoy them? where is their favourite place to have a quickie?) ]

- doesn’t really like to do them, but if u tease him too much, would gladly take u any where

- the library, if u two are having a study date and he just can’t wait, would have to cover ur mouth or else yall would be kicked out

[ R — Risk (are they open to new experiences?) ]

- y e S

- noya loves new things and will want to try new things with u

- if he heard or saw something that sounds like something he would like, hands down would ask u to try it

- right there, night now

[ S — Stamina (how many rounds can they go? how long can they last?) ]

- can last pretty fucking long

- but for u, would probably edge himself so he can cum at the same time as u

- if u’re too tired after one round, he won’t force u to do other, and if he’s still hard, would relieve himself by himself

[ T — Toys (do they use them? do they enjoy using them? what is their favourite toy?) ]

- even if noya is very open to new things, i don’t think he would like using toys

- maybe a vibrator just so he can see u whine and moan while he double penetrates u

- he can feel the vibration while he’s inside u and he won’t say he doesn’t like it

[ U — Unfair (how much do they tease you?) ]

- a lot

- loves to make u bite ur lip and squeeze his hand between ur tighs

- if u two are studying, he would have his chin propped on one of his hands and the other touching u under ur skirt with a cunning gaze

- kills to see how hard u try to ignore him

[ V — Volume (how loud are they?) ]

- has no problem in letting u know how good u make him feel

- would moan and groan - might even growl - any noise that comes out of his mouth, he’s not ashamed of letting u know

[ W — Wild Card (know something about them) ]

- doesn’t like to share, so having a threesome is out of the question

- he lets u know this by leaving trails of hickeys and marks as he claims as “marking his territory”

- he becomes like a feral dog if someone looks at u with a gleam of something more suggestive

[ X — X-Ray (how would they look like without their clothes on?) ]

- he’s not that big

- considering his height, i doubt that he would be any bigger than 5 inches

- he’s pretty toned but not so toned that he has bulging muscles

[ Y — Yearning (how high is their sex drive? how often do they think about sex?) ]

- quite a lot to be honest

- other than volleyball, he would probably be thinking about when he should go down on u again

- his head is just filled with u and probably the most recent time u guys fucked

[ Z — Zzz (how quick are they to fall asleep afterwards?) ]

- he won’t ever fall asleep before u but he will be pretty worn out after

- expect him to fall asleep quite early on

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manonblackbeack · 3 years

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You used to be fun and not so politically correct. I enjoyed ur posts but they're now too repetitive and boring. Ur to much of a crazy feminazi and " activist" Unfollow.

Thank you so much for this good deed! I truly, from the bottom of my heart, am grateful that you, good faithful unknown anon tumblr user, unfollowed me this year.

May my activism and political correctness and feminism hunt your dreams and bless you with a brain. May all the people that have suffered from misogyny, sexism, racism, bodyshaming, all kinds of survivors, been threatened/ killed in the good ol' USA or in plain sight in the world, had COVID, been suicidal but are still here (or not, may their souls had found peace), lost a loved one (as I did), wanted an abortion and couldn't afford one, suffered from the side effects of climate change, gone in poverty, lost their jobs, been misgendered, etc, come bite your head off and kiss you goodnight as my treat. Because y'know, political correctness applies to each and every one person on this mother Earth!

And a very jolly Christmas if you're celebrating!! (and I'm assuming you are, call it a hunch of a former Christian) ❤️😊

#thank you for the ask #anon #answered

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queen0fm0nsterz · 4 years

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For the ship thing: all combinations between the main five from woy !!

OMG UAGAGAGKASIDSFSKUGHS WHY DIDN’T I ANSWER TO THIS BEFORE!?!?! OMG JHGJESG THANK U SO MUCH ANON THIS QUESTION SAVED MY LIFE????

Disclaimer: I’m a HUGE multishipper and I’m interested in all the ships I’m about to list. However I do have my preferences, so I’m going in order from my least favorite to my absolute fave. Don’t get upset, for this is only my opinion. Ty!!

LETS GO MAD LADS LETS GO!!!!

Bonus 11th ship: I’m really into Something The So and So x Emperor Awesome. I called it Something Awesome. Just putting this.. out there

10) Deathstar (Wander x Dom)

Ah, my two hyperactive spoons. Usually I’m all about the “perfect angel/literal spawn of satan” dynamic, but for some reason they never really clicked for me. Maybe it’s because they didn’t have that many interactions in canon??? But damn, the fanarts are super adorable!! i will die!! (death star shippers yall wanna come in my askbox and talk death star to me?? i would appreciate sm!!)

9) Wandering Eye (Wander x Peepers)

First of all I wanna say, y’all Wandering Eye shippers are perseverant af?? they had like one episode together and it was early first season, it’s been a lot since that. i respect you guys. As for the ship itself, what can I say? I love small boys being in love!!! But once again, nearly no canon interaction... smh

8) Astigmagmatism (Peepers x Dom)

THIS SHIP HAS SO MUCH COMIC POTENTIAL!!! I WILL SCREAM FOREVER I mean the angry smol and bastard tol dynamic?? PLUS theyre both villains???? as in evil fucks??? Who are also rivals?? If there were any canon interactions this ship would DEF be really high on my list but I don’t really have that much to say rn...

7) Zboneak (Hater x Sylvia)

Alright at first I wasn’t really into it but I got my filthy hands on one (1) fanfic and you can bet your ass I was immediatly captivated. The thing I look for in Woy ships is comic potential and these two have SO MUCH POTENTIAL. Plus, “The Date” is one of my favorite episodes ever, so yeah. add that to the list. Let them interact in season 3!!!

6) Death Glare (Peepers x Hater)

I TAGGED THE NO HOMO BECAUSE IM 100% THAT HATER WOULD SAY IT TO PEEPERS AFTER ACCIDENTALLY KISSING HIM IM SO SORRY

Ok so, Death Glare. At first, until late first season, I wasn’t into it at all. I’ve never been a big fan of boss/subordinate (saving a few exceptions). The episode “The Funk” made me do a complete 180° becAUSE HOLY SHIT DID YOU SEE THEM??? HOLDING HANDS???????? BRUH MY FUCKING HEART HAS BEEN D E S TR O Y E D...................... And while I do love them as a friendship, I can totally see them romantically!!!! also once again the comic potential

5) Sylander (Sylvia x Wander)

THESE TWO WHERE DO I EVEN START. I literally tear up when I think about them? Platonic or not, their love is so pure, innocent, real, it makes my heart do backflips. You have no idea how many times I cried watching them. When they’re together you can’t tell where one begins and the other finishes .... but the reason why I’m so attached to them is because I happen to have a person in my life that... she’s the Sylvia to my Wander (hey @awesome---disaster talkin to you). I understand how it feels to have someone this important in your life. The episode “The Ryder” is particularly hard to wacth (despite it being my number one favorite) for this reason. GOD THE TEARS I CRIED.

4) Sylava (Sylvia x Dom)

What can I say? I stan girls being in love. Plus the CHEMISTRY they had in “The Night Out” omg.... I JUST FDSHFHLGLHSLLIHSBLIHSLI MY HEART EXPLODES WHEN I THINK ABOUT THEM???? I CRY THEY WERE F U CK I NG HOLDING HANDS WHILE RUNNING OUT OF THAT BAR OK DO NOT TOUCH ME. when are we getting the good season 3 sylava content when they make up and become friends again? disney pls

Also, y’all got some good Sylava fics that I could read? Blease?? im starving

3) Skeleton Dance (Wander x Hater)

IS THERE EVEN SOMEONE WHO DOESN’T LOOK AT THIS SHOW FROR LIKE 5 SECONDS AND D O E S N T SHIP THEM???? ITS IMPHASBLE

iM TALKING VALID BOYS HERE!!! The sweet smol/ grumpy tol is my aestethic always and Im all about it. Plus, I mean the dEVELO P MENT THEY HAD IN SEASON TWO!!! The episode that got me to ship them strongly was “The Buddies” and God my love kept growing from there????? ITS UNSTOPPABLE EVERYTIME I SEE THEM MY HEART KILLS ME

Ok I will admit im kinda projecting on Wander a little bc I love Hater but can u blame?? me?? who doesnt love the hate man

2) Dom n Hater (Hater x Dom)

Ok if youve been on my blog for like 1 minute you probably already know that these two are the light of my life, but why?

... well tbh there are a lot of reasons but to be quick it was a gradual process of me going from “Yeah right like THATS ever gonna happen” to slowly going on to “I mean its not even that bad” to “It’s cute? I like it” and then it fucking skyrocketed out of my control and suddently I’m crying like a little bitch during “You’re the Greatest”. I do not know what happened or how. It just did.

I have an ask of someone asking me about them (BLESS U MAN) that inm going to answer eventually so I’m not going into detail but I WILL SAY that the height difference kills me bc it’s not that much but it’s jUST ENOUGH to make it obvious that hes shorter than her and im just oudfgusguaigGUivfehuhaf i live for height differences

1) Black Eye (Sylvia x Peepers)

AND AT LAST I GET TO TALK ABOUT MY BABIES

I’ll be honest with y’all: I was actually gonna put Black Eye in second place at first bc Hater & Dom just own my hear,t but upon lots of thinking I belive this is the best option. because DEVELOPMENT. God I’m all about that sweet DEVELOPMENT we got!!! Wander and Sylvia may be the perfect friendship but Sylvia and Peepers are sure as hell the PERFECT TEAM!!!!!! BRAINS AND MUSCLES!!! TOGETHER!! TO SAVE THEIR IDIOTS!!

I am a BIG fan of enemies to friends to lovers, height differences, villain/hero, smol/tol, angry/chill...... these two were a gift from the Gods. I love them so much.

On an unrelated but kinda related note, I love how all Blackeye shippers just silently agreed that Peepers is a lovestruck nerd who can’t process his feelings and refuses to acknowledge them despite how hardly he’s pinning after Syl?? AND SYL IS NOT OBLIVIOUS AT ALL SHE ACTUALLY KNOWS???? its amazing. 10/10 best ship thank u for ur time.

And thats that! Wow that sure took long didnt it- but its here.

#wander over yonder #woy #what a great way to start the decade!!#woy ships #wander #sylvia #lord hater #commander peepers #lord dominator #death star #wandering eye #astigmagmatism #zboneak #death glare #sylander #sylava #skeleton dance #dom n hater #black eye

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koutawoo · 4 years

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naps are the best :3 hehe i always fall asleep on my couch and i have soft fuzzy blankets!

omg ahhhh you’re very kind. honestly i truly feel like i am figuring out things still like who is the kind of person i want to be and how much money do i want to make, what brings me happiness, etc. etc. all those big discovering yourself questions.

it’s true it’s true everyone is built differently with different values and life styles they want to have hehe. it is amazing and scary how we can change those at any time and how whatever we want might change either tomorrow or next year my goodness.

acting is a weird strange thing hmmm maybe it’s more accurate to say it’s like a mix of some psychology and philosophy in Olympic sports mode? heh who knows.

omg BUTTER. i have been eating honey and butter on toast my snack and comfort food hehe the bread i have is so good.

how are you doing today? was your day today good? any specific plans for the weekend?

(also omg with the conversation with 🍵 anon - DAZAI omg i read the manga before the anime came out and dazai was always my favourite and to see his epic introduction animated with the coat swaying and the wind and the leaves and that close up and Miyano’s voice omg. It’s the scene at 00:17)

https://youtu.be/gWDMBVAO1mA

- soulmanon 💘💫

yeah, it’s totally normal fsdkfjds (enough money to buy hq!! merch HHAHA) happiness is such an abstract concept n ppl r kinda lying when they said money doesn’t bring happiness </3 and yeah, it’s even scary how we ourselves can change our mind, sometimes i’m shocked by my own 180 change in belief or whatever fkjdsfd

acting is totally as u said. i can’t lie, and even if i’m forced to ‘lie’, i end up staying quiet or smth. like it’s so hard for me to lie and that’s just a psychological thing. and i say lie, bc when ur acting, ur trying to portray someone else, take their identity and all that fkdjslkfs i also wear my heart on my sleeve fkjsdlk HORRID i can’t even stay mad at someone for long

honey and butter honestly sounds so good rn omg i’m stealing ur bread thanks

i’m literally playing among us w/ my friends rn and some dude named kageyama (a random) WAS TRYING TO KILL ME FDLKSF

dazai is dksflslsf he’s so DSKJFSFDSL omg i can’t believe he’s !!! SKJADLKF god he is such a great glskgs i am so blessed

#soulmanon 💘💫#kouta babbles

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idk the only fbdo prompt i can think of is cameron falls asleep on the couch so ferris and sloane have a contest to see how much random shit they can put on him before he wakes up. Besides that, the way you wrote cam & sloane’s 1st kiss was very good, how bout writing ferris and cam’s 1st kiss? Unless that’s gonna be in ur new fic of course. Anyway, i’ll be back if i can think of cuter prompts

yo anon… you’re the best!!!! how about i write both???!! it’s hard for me sometimes to write ferris/cam and i have no idea why?? but i’ll do it for you anon! and honestly i’m not too sure if my fic is gonna involve any kissing tbh! i kinda foster ideas as i go

okay! since i am incapable of putting this one in the same timeline of my sloane/cam fic heres one that goes post the fic im working on, which is an interpretation of that fateful day off! (it’s probably a few days after or so)

warning: slight mention of ab*se bc like. cameron’s dad exists

ALSO SORRY THIS IS SO FUCKING LONG I GOT CARRIED AWAY!

Cameron narrowly escapes to his room, his hands shakily pressing the button to dial up the Bueller residence. He was high of pure adrenaline, and unfortunately, fear. The spiel about how ‘he wouldn’t be pushed around any longer, and seriously doesn’t a teenager deserve to have a life of his own? and how he’s done nothing except nearly exhaust himself to make the man proud and he doesn’t even notice!?’ actually takes old Morris Frye by surprise, and in a good way. He ruffles Cameron’s hair and goes on about how for the longest time he’s been waiting for his son to become a man, and how maybe, he’s proud of Cam. That is, until he realizes Cameron’s mentioned the car. Then all bets are off. It starts with a loud bellowing yell and Cameron can sense it’s only gonna escalate from here. Quickly, Morris is inching his way closer to Cameron and even though Cam is giving an explanation as quickly as words can exit his mouth to try and derail his father, it’s no use for the man who loves his car more than his own family. The man is seeing red, the red of that precious 1961 Ferrari 250 GT California that tumbled to its death from the garage. And Cameron needs to get out of there before he gets any closer.

So he makes it to his bedroom, and the immediate response is Ferris. There’s no one who can save him like the boy who can get out of trouble in any situation. The line rings and he hears the familiar, moody hello of Jeanie Bueller. “Hey, it’s Cameron. Can you put Ferris on, please?” His voice wavers, and Jeanie immediately understands. Cameron won’t lose it, not like how he used to, but these things build up.

“Ferris! It’s Cameron!” Jeanie yells, and Mrs. Bueller asks if everything’s alright. Jeanie keeps silent, letting Ferris spill if he decides to.

Ferris has something inside of him that is fine tuned to discussions of Cameron or Sloane. This shout isn’t typical Jeanie tone, and immediate sirens begin to blare in his ears. From across the house he’s at the phone in the hall, immediately replacing Jeanie at the line. “Hey, what’s up?” He keeps his voice light. Maybe it’s nothing.

“Fer, I need an out. My old man is gonna kill me for this car. I mean it. He’ll find a way to give me hell. If it was his way I’d never come back.” He lets out a breath he doesn’t know he’s holding in. “Please.”

At this point, Ferris has nearly bitten the inside of his cheek raw. He suddenly regrets all the things he’s ever done to put Cameron at risk of being hurt by his old man. Sure, he did think taking the car out was good for Cameron—he always wished Cameron could loosen up and fully enjoy what good things happened to him—but he could’ve never imagined the state it’d be in by the end of the day. He meant it when he said he’d take the heat for this, and he still does. It kills him to know his foolishness could cost Cameron harm. Ever since Ferris Bueller understood just how horrible things get in Cameron’s house he immediately knew he’d always be there for him. It takes a little longer to realize the reverse is true, that he’d be complete and utterly lost without Cameron, and that he needs him to stay sane. He won’t let that show in his words or his tone. He’s gotta be strong right now because that is what Cameron needs.

“Yeah, of course. I’ll get you out of there.” He covers the receiver. “Jeanie, can I use your car?” A silent nod of understanding from his sister. Mrs. Bueller is insisting to take care of it, she’s always liked Cameron, but Ferris wants it all under his control. “I’ll be there soon, alright?” He asks Cameron, hoping he doesn’t know that he’s keeping his voice from shaking. At least he can’t see his hands.

A deep breath. “Thank you, Ferris. Seriously. You don’t understand how much I appreciate this.” Cameron always knows that Ferris is and always will be there for him, but he’s always grateful when he steps up for things like this.

Like lightning after Jeanie gives him the keys, Ferris races out of his house and hops into his sister’s car. Ferris is thankful for his driver’s license despite his absence of a car. And he’s thankful for Jeanie at this moment, too. And most importantly, for Cameron. He fights every urge to completely speed over there, since he’d never forgive himself for getting a speeding ticket on the way to his best friend’s house. When he gets to Cameron’s he makes his way to Cameron’s window. He’s willing to risk heat from Morris for sneaking Cameron out, and if the man even thinks he’s getting at Cameron for this he’s sorely mistaken. Has Ferris ever fought anyone? Absolutely not, but Morris Frye deserves to have a taste of his own medicine for once in his life. Ferris raps on the window as quietly as he can, his eyes lighting up immediately when Cameron turns to face him.

Cameron fights a loud, enthusiastic expression of gratitude, but his sentiments remain. “G-d bless Ferris Bueller.” Ferris simply grins. But his eyes widen with concern when he remembers why he’s here. “Wait, Cam. Are you hurt? Did that son of a bitch—” Ferris can’t stop himself from grabbing at Cameron’s arms and getting a bit too close to look at his face.

Cameron chuckles, swatting him away. “I’m fine, Fer. Quit breathing on me. But seriously, I’m alright.” He looks at Ferris, the absolute goof of a best friend right in front of him. Despite his cool exterior, he really does wear his heart on his sleeve. He’s thankful that all those threats that he’d find a new best friend were never serious. Cameron almost embraces him. Almost. He settles for a shared smile.

“Okay, let’s get the hell out of here.” Ferris rocks back onto his heels and Cameron swiftly stands up from his bed. They get out through the window and shut it tight.

The ride to Ferris’s is awkward. Ferris wants nothing more than to crack a joke and relieve this tension, but he doesn’t want to disrespect what’s just happened to Cameron. The radio is on low, playing the current hits. When they reach the Bueller’s Cameron is bombarded with concerned but sweet proddings from Mrs. Bueller and a comforting look from Jeanie. Cameron feels a bit lighter already, but he only feels like he can fully breathe once they’re in Ferris’ room. The Cars are softly playing from Ferris’s stereo while Cameron flops directly onto the bed and Ferris sits next to him.

“Jesus Christ.” Cameron’s voice is muffled against the comforter, and he slowly turns to face up and look at the ceiling. “I hate this. I can’t believe I have to run away to solve my problems.”

“To be fair, you’re not running away. You’re literally 10 miles away from your house. Plus, I helped you escape.” Ferris leans back on his palms and looks at the ceiling too. “Honestly, I’m surprised you haven’t done it sooner. I wouldn’t last a day there. I don’t know how you do it. Fuck what Morris says, Cam, you’re the bravest man I know.” He breathes out a sigh and wishes he could say more.

Cameron shifts and turns to Ferris for a moment. “No way, man. That’s you.” They exchange a glance. Despite being friends for seven years, words like these don’t get shared often between them. “Thank you. Again. Not even just for this, Fer.” He looks at Ferris intensely. “My life outside of that house is what it is because of you. I wouldn’t trade it for anything.”

Ferris averts his gaze, but a smile plays on his lips for a moment. He pauses and draws out the phrase, “You, my love, are worth it all.”

Cameron’s face is immediately drowned in heat. He doesn’t know why this is so significant but all he feels is his heartbeat in his throat and he can’t help but sit up, dumbfounded. He looks at Ferris and there’s nothing that can convince him the boy was joking. Ferris, inversely, however, is turning pale.

“What?” That’s all that escapes Cameron’s mouth, but it’s not upset or repulsed. Only curious.

“Look, Cam, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it and it just slipped out and you’re just great, okay? That’s it. You’re just great, the problem is how great you are.” The words slip out so fast Cameron is just barely hanging on.

“I’m what?”

“You’re fantastic. You’re everything I could ask in a friend and more and I’ve just been thinking it over for a few days and I’m so sorry I ever jeopardized your safety. I need you and all of this wouldn’t even matter if it wasn’t for you, Cameron.” His eyes, deep with worry and passion all at once meet Cameron’s. And without a second thought Ferris’s hands are cupping his face and he presses a kiss into Cameron’s lips. Cameron’s caught off guard, insanely surprised, but as his heartbeat slows he can hear Ferris’s breath in an exhale and Cameron presses a kiss back into Ferris. Cameron smiles and after a moment Ferris parts from the kiss and looks up at his best friend.

“Didn’t mean shit, Bueller.” Cameron laughs and all of a sudden the light is back in Ferris’s eyes and Ferris can’t think of anything to do but tackle Cameron in a hug. It knocks Cameron’s lanky frame over, but they just lay there and continue to laugh.

#idk why the format of this looks weird while im posting hopefully its fine #IM SORRY THIS IS SO LONG I LITERALLY COULD POST THIS AS A FIC #also ofc this is ferris/cam based but yall know id die for the ot3 and i didnt wanna bring sloane in to complicate the plot #BUT I HOPE YOU ENJOY!!!!#ferris bueller's day off #cameron frye #my writing #ferris bueller #ferris bueller’s day off fanfiction #ferris bueller’s day off fanfic

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littlemisschameleon · 5 years

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Aight so there’s this fic called Where You Lead, I Will Follow by @lovelylogans

and I feel bad for sending what would have been 13 anons to her shouting my praises for the final chapter of this fic

so here we are (continued under the cut)

to start, if you aren’t annalise and haven’t read this fic yet, do yourself a damn favor and read it! it’s a gilmore girls au for the sanders sides, and tbh if you like the sanders sides you’re going to love all of her writing. Im not even joking right now, go read the fic! And then read lavender for luck (another one of my favorites from her), and then go give annalise some love for her amazing abilities, and THEN you can come back and read this.

second, this entire post is gonna jump around a bit. Basically i took notes while reading so I didn’t forget anything, and was going to format said notes into asks. I hope this is easier to read (and so your inbox doesn’t get more flooded, like im sure it is) everything from now on is just going to be copy pasted from my notes, pretty much. The breaks in paragraphs are where they would have been for asks. Enjoy the ride

*cracks knuckles* lets do this song and dance once more, its tiiiiime for lovin wyliwf! Lets just get to it, as there’s so much ground to cover (38k, are you trying to kill me?!?!? i love it). Ohhhh patton buddy youre really out of it, arent you? Asking for straight vodka is gonna be the first of many slips during the play, im sure. Logan just immediately giving full attention to the play in anticipation for Roman is so frickin cute!!!!! Id bet that patton would be awwwing about it too if not for the play beginning.

Logaaaaan! Thats your boyfriend!!! Hes so excited to be able to //say that// now. And Roman did so good he deserved every single ounce of applause he got! For real though, im just READING how his performance went, I can only imagine how breathtaking it would be to see it. The way that youve been handling the tonal shift when it comes to our boys relationships has been so good! Youre able to make it natural when you want to, and completely jarring when its right for the story.

I figured that must have been challenging so good job!! Speaking of jarring, I was too caught up in the euphoria of Romans dance to even remember pat was wearing //makeup// and //crying// until Emily shouted about her handkerchief. //thats what im talking about youre so good omg// That entire fight was a long time coming, and I //felt// it when pat was just so sick and tired of everything.

Im kinda similar to pat, because when the apology happened I thought something was gonna be different too, but of course not! Patton must feel like even more shit :( Okay we all knew that Logan was in love with Roman, but now that theyre together its clear just how far //gone// he is. Like hes //in love// its just so sweet its gonna give me a cavity

The whole “they got together” thing just broke my heart, because thats how it should have been in a perfect world, but hey that wouldn’t make for good conflict in a fic now would it? But of course logan and Roman are so devastated, they didn’t even //think// to see this as a possible outcome, it felt impossible to them for this to even happen :(

can I just say that I LOVE petty patton!!!!!! Yes sir put ur foot down! Good!!!! and the father son bonding time!!!!!! Between both richard and pat AND richard and V in a sense!! Such a good change of pace from the fighting that usually happens when pattons parents are around. And BLESS THE FUCK UP, RICHARD! Hes broken through!!!

Hooooly fuck! That WAS embarrassing! Side note, i will always be in awe about how well you write logan and Roman, theyre both such //teenagers// and react perfectly. Exactly how you would expect teenagers to react in said situations. AND hhhhhh virgil!! So sweet!!! Patton he CARES so MUCH about you!!!! He LOVES YOU PATTTT! Oh man, Logan talking about how he needs to focus on his obligation to school reminds me so much of what Emily wants for patton. Roman’s right of course, whats the point of trying to better your future if its making you upset now?\

Ive got a lot of words for that scene with pattons letter, but mostly I want to say that I can’t wait until they make up bc that scene //hurt to read ow// Oh gosh, Emily dont fuck it up now //please//. Youve got patton crying, you know a lot more than you did before, youre hugging him. PLEASE just be happy for your son? PLEASE HES BEEN THROUGH ENOUGH LET HIM BE HAPPY (this goes for both emily and you annalise, stop cackling behind your computer and making my boys sad)

“I think I just out bitched a shady bitch” YES! YES YOU DID LOGAN! And holy shit the dance was the cutest thing in the whole world, they both deserve to be happy and to have fun!!!!!!!!! Yes!!!!!!!!!!!!! That whole “wanting this overrides any fear that I have” speech was just //beautiful//, and it hit home hard for me. Its just, so perfect, and they both deserve to be happy and //ugh//, /////feelings/////

“This is only the beginning” I AM SOBBING. ITS NOT EVEN 3AM ITS 3PM I DONT HAVE LACK OF SLEEP AS AN EXCUSE HOW DARE YOU (in the best of ways)

(cutting in for a hot second, but from here on out it’s turned from loving wyliwf to just loving annalise and her ability to create. I kinda wrote it as if it was going straight to her inbox (bc that was the intent) so, just warning ya! it gets personal)

i just… Wow. This has been an insane ride, and i want to print this fic and have it on a bookshelf so I can look at it and sigh longingly and lovingly, you know? To get real for a hot second, you started talking about this fic right when i was dealing with a major breakup and stressing over finals and so much more.

This fic has seriously been something ive looked forward to every week, and has been a comforting constant. I was able to relate to so much youve put patton, and Virgil, and roman and logan through in this fic, from the little nuances of working in a restaurant, to the feelings of major heartache patton went through, to having just that moment, //knowing// youve been in love with someone, of course you have! But just finally realizing it with an “oh shit”.

To being dumb teenagers and sneaking out for late night talks, to stressing about finals and having to be perfect, to relationship anxiety and feeling like you cant show your real feelings and just ugh. The way you write these boys allowed me to relate so much, it hit home in so many beautiful ways, and all I can really do is say thank you so much, for giving this to the world. To writing this and putting so much love and effort into it that it positively //shows//

i am so ecstatic to read more from this universe, and im so happy that its not quite over yet. You’re an amazing writer, and i absolutely adore you and your ability! Im not sure how to end this train of wyliwf lovin, so I’ll end it at a simple thank you, once again, for writing this absolute gift of a story. It was beautiful, and heartbreaking, and perfect in its own little way. Thank you

#cami talks #lovelylogans #*incoherent screaming in the distance* i love her writing so muCH #also #awen #this is the fic i keep screaming to you about irl!!!!!!#thank you for putting up with that screaming!!!!!!!!!!!#i have MULTIPLE EMOTIONS for this fic and MINIMAL WORDS to DESCRIBE IT!!!!! FUCK!!!!!#its just so GOOD!!!!!!#im very attached can you tell!!!!!!!!!#catch me CRYIN in the fuckin CLUB

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