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yesitsmewhataboutit · 2 years

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Hello , love your blog 😭✨🥰 may I request something like your “vacation” post but with bakugou x reader instead ?? Please & tysm

New Beginnings

Alpha!Bakugo x Omega!Reader

➤You like Bakugo, he likes you, but you don’t know that. And then you end up sharing a cabin. How does life always get you in these situations? You’ll never know

»»——⍟——««A/n: Aww thanks. Glad you liked it, hope this is good enough too. This isn’t nearly as long as vacation but I hope you like it

Warnings⚠️: hurt/comfort, light smut, cockwarming, there’s other people in the room,

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Vacation

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Your favorite thing about planning and having a specific plan is the outcome. Like now, your planning made it possible for all the car groups to drive up at the same time and be together and a -somewhat- fair chance at choosing what cabin they want to be in and share.

Everyone parks and exit their cars, getting all the luggage and all other bags needed before officially meeting in front of all the cabins. "Hey, Mina!" you smile and hug the omega. She'd been in the car with Kirishima (alpha), Bakugo (alpha), Kaminari (alpha), and Tsuyu (beta) while you were with Todoroki (alpha), Midoriya (alpha), Momo (omega), and Uraraka (omega).

"Hey, Y/n, could you put all the snacks by the fire pit while we move all the bags?" Uraraka asks.

"Yeah, course."

It's already midday. The sun's starting to set, meaning soon it'd be time to start a fire and make smores. You move the bags of supplies to one of the benches near the fire pit and make it neat before turning to join everyone else.

When you turn around, you see everyone disappeared into cabins, meaning you get whatever spot's unclaimed. Not that you care. You don't mind who you end up bunking with, preferably Bakugo, but who cares?

You never care what bed you get on these trips. The cabins have a small kitchen, a bathroom, a fireplace with a few chairs to sit around, and one bedroom that fits three people. The bedrooms have a bunk bed in the corner of the room and a regular full bed a few feet from it. The room isn't that big, but you're all friends, and it's cozy and can be fun, and always is.

You can hear Mina's giggling from Cabin 2, so you go toward and push open the door. You walk toward the room and see Mina, Bakugo, Momo, and Shoto standing talking.

"Oh! Good, Y/n. You're going to have to bunk here," Mina tells you.

"Really?" you ask, a little skeptical. Sure, you're happy you're in the same cabin as Bakugo, but why you? Why not Kirishima or one of the other alphas?

"Yeah! He said Kirishima and Denki snore, and I quote 'Deku is Deku,' so you're the best option," she says with a smile and shrug.

"Oh. Ok," you smile and nod.

There is really nothing to complain about since you're with Bakugo. You don't necessarily have a crush on him, but his scent always calms you. It's no secret to you that you get drawn to his scent, but you control yourself. He's Bakugo Katsuki. You're just you, his classmate and fellow pro-hero that he hangs with along with his other former classmates, only cause his best friend makes him. You're nothing special, so you won't try to be.

"Hope that's alright. Since Todoroki and Momo are mated, now they're just going to share." You nod, agreeing. "Ok, guys, I'm going to set my stuff down. I'll meet everyone out by the fire pit, yeah?"

"Yeah," you, Momo, and Todoroki all say, Bakugo ignoring her and looking at his phone. Mina leaves, and you turn to Bakugo as Momo and Shoto unpack their things.

"You want the top or bottom bunk?" Bakugo asks, pulling your attention.

"Uh, I can take the bottom," you say. Bakugo nods and throws his bag up on the bunk before jumping and sitting, starting to unpack. You unpack, putting your pillow and blanket on the bed.

Right as you finish, Bakugo does too, turning to head toward the firepit, knowing everyone else is starting to gather for smores. You follow him, walking close behind as you leave the cabin to find Mina, Kirishima, and Kaminari all gathered already starting.

"Hi!" you say as you sit next to Kaminari.

"Hey, girl!" Kaminari smiles and playfully puts his arm around you as Bakugo sits on the bench across from you on the other side of the firepit.

"Heard you're in with Bakugo," Kaminari starts, "don't let him scare you too much." Denki finishes with a whisper but still says it loud enough for Bakugo to hear, causing him to look up and glare.

"Don't worry. I'm not scared of Bakugo," you laugh and scoff. Bakugo shakes his head and rolls his eyes, stuffing a marshmallow in his mouth.

Everyone else joins and starts roasting marshmallows and talking. Everything is normal. With a few sneak comments and jokes directed at Mina and Kirishima, it's no secret to everyone that he started courting her, so of course, they can't help but tease him a little.

It's been a long day, so you're not surprised when your eyes start drooping. You're tired, but part of you doesn't want to sleep, and you know exactly why.

After another hour, only you and Mina left is left, everyone else took their chances to leave and go to bed, but you kept avoiding it.

"Alright, I'm going to sleep. Swimming tomorrow?" Mina asks as she gets up, everything else having been packed and helped clean a few minutes prior.

You frown slightly but nod. "Yeah, of course, have a goodnight," Mina smiles and walks toward her cabin.

"Night," you mumble.

It takes a second, but you finally get up and walk toward your cabin. You enter quietly, making it to the bedroom and noticing everyone deep in slumber. You make it quick, getting your sleep clothes and changing in the bathroom before laying in bed.

You lay down, staring at the bottom of the top bunk, tired but unable to sleep. It figures the urge to nest hits right when you can't. You're far from comfortable nesting in the same cabin, let alone room, as the alphas.

You settle for curling up in your blanket and trying to push the feeling down. You squeeze your eyes shut and try to let the soft sounds of Bakugo's breathing above you lull you to sleep.

At first, you feel like it works. But soon enough, your eyes are opening again, and you let out a soft sigh. You turn on your side and let your eyes wander.

The room is small, plain, nothing special about it. It's dark, and the only real things that stand out are the bags. You can only see your's and Bakugo's bags from where you are. You'd laid yours on the floor by the end of your bunk. Bakugo's thrown on the floor near your head. You can guess that's where he'd thrown it when Katsuki unpacked earlier.

Your eyes can't help but land on his hoodie. He took it everywhere, but you can tell he probably had it earlier and put it to the side for when he needs it later. It has to be smothered in his scent.

Before you can fully get the thought, your hand's stretched out toward the hoodie. You take it in your hand and bring it to your chest, curling up around it. You burry your nose in it, inhaling Bakugo's strong scent, a smile growing on your lips. Soon, your eyes feel heavy and close as you fall unconscious, his scent doing what it always does, relaxing you.

You wake in the morning, rubbing your eyes and yawning, stretching under the warm blanket. You peek open your eyes, seeing the sun coming into the room and lighting it with natural light.

Your attention goes to your hand, seeing it still clenched around Bakugo's hoodie. You can't help but bury your nose in it again, taking one more deep inhale before pushing it back to his bag, not wanting him to know you used it to help you sleep. That it's his scent that you love.

After a few minutes, you get out of bed and walk toward the firepit, knowing everyone should be there for breakfast. They are, everyone except Bakugo and Midoirya, so you sit to join them. You sit next to Uraraka, watching her make eggs over the fire they started.

"Morning, Y/n," Kaminari says through a yawn.

"Morning," you smile.

"Was there anything you guys had planned for today?" Mina asks from between Mina and Tsuyu.

"I think Kirishima mentioned wanting to go fishing?" you turn to him to confirm, "right?"

"Oh, yeah! Got some new fishing rods, and Of course, the manly thing to do would be to catch a nice fish dinner for us all tonight." He ends the sentence by flashing a million-dollar smile, making you laugh, everyone else smiling.

"Ok! Well, it's settled then. Fishing it is," Mina says.

Hours later, you're on a lake, in a circle of canoes with everyone either fishing or like you, there for moral support. You're not a fan of water, big bodies of water. You like pools but don't know how to swim, so a lake -anything bigger than a pool- isn't usually on your itinerary.

Bakugo didn't know how you felt, but he did notice the slight change in your scent, how you seemed more uncomfortable, and you got tense, sitting more secure and not moving from the spot you sat at the beginning. He could guess pretty quickly that you probably couldn’t swim, or at the least was just uncomfortable around water.

He purposely moves closer, not making it noticeable, but close enough so if you need comfort -or happened to fall- he can catch you. He even makes subtle movements to make his scent stronger but more relaxing. Still going unnoticed by you, but still relaxing you.

Everyone has a good time. The only ones who're actually fishing are Kirishima, Denki, Deku, and Uraraka. They're all in a canoe together. Then you, Bakugo, Mina, and Todoroki are in the other canoe with the rest of the supplies. Tsuyu and Momo decided to swim.

Since you're not fishing, the canoe you're in has all the extra supplies like food, towels, dry clothes, and anything you guys might need. You even had one of Momo's books since she begs you to bring them if she gets bored. You can't blame her. Sometimes the boys like to go out adventuring, so you have to go along.

"Hey, Y/n!" You hear Denki yell, grabbing your attention, so you look up at him. "Toss me a soda?"

"Oh, yeah, sure," you say, digging in the bag near your feet. You pick what you know Kaminari likes and tosses it across the water, him catching it with ease.

"Were you cold at all last night, Y/n?" Mina asks you, pulling your gaze from Denki to her.

You shake your head. "No, not really. I only had a little trouble sleeping since I didn't make a nest." That peeks Bakugo's ears. "But I was fine," you lower your voice, "Bakugo's scent was all through the room, and it helped." You slightly shrug as she moves to sit next to you on the small canoe seat.

"Awww," she coos, "you guys are so cute!"

You bump her side with your elbow. "Hush. You know it's not like that," you laugh.

Bakugo acts like he doesn't hear what you said but still speaks up. "Y/n if you get cold, I brought an extra blanket you can use. I always run hot anyways," he mumbles, sounding a little out of character considering it Bakugo.

"Oh. Ok. Thanks," you smile. How could you decline? His scent would be all over it...

"Y/n!" Denki howling your name again, pulls you from your thought.

"Hm?" you look up at him.

"Here, catch."

Kaminari throws his empty can at you. Reacting immediately, you go to catch it, stretching your body up a few inches since he threw it too far above your head. You knew you could get it, and you did, but you also lost your balance as you tried to sit back on the seat, underestimating the distance by a few inches and hitting the edge of the canoe, startling you and making you fall back, directly into the water.

You knew it was happening the second you started going over, but you still could do anything to react quick enough. Your eyes went wide, and your mouth fell into a gasp as your body connected with the semi-cold water.

Your arms immediately flailed, and you tried to grab on to something, anything. There was nothing. At times like these, your mind moves a mile a minute, going through scenarios as you try to find a way out. You don't know how long you'd been in the water, but you already flashed through enough scenes to know there's no way out. Unless someone saves you, or you miraculously can suddenly figure out how to swim.

In reality, it was barely two seconds before Bakugo jumped into action. He knew you couldn't swim, so the second you started falling over, his instincts skyrocketed, and he jumped in after you without a second thought.

His hand went out for the first thing he could grab, which happened to be your wrist. He grips it firmly, pulling you up to his chest and wrapping his arm around your waist as he pushes to swim back up.

You could feel him grab you, and you immediately wrapped your arms around his neck and clung to him when he pulled you against his body. Bakugo curls his hand around the side of the canoe, making it tilt as he pulls himself up and over the edge of it, sitting back on the seat and holding you to his chest as you cough, shaking from the cold.

"Y/n!"

"Y/n! Are you alright?!"

Everyone shouts your name, stopping what they're doing and having fear in their eyes for you. Scared chirps fall from your lips as you curl into Bakugo's lap, his arms wrapping around you and pressing you to his chest, wanting to share some of his body heat.

"Here, Y/n, I can use my left side t-"

"Back off icy hot," Bakugo snaps, making him stop in his tracks. Todoroki had stepped a few steps closer, wanting to help, but obviously, Bakugo's not letting that happen. He had it under control.

You're not one to usually get so startled easily, but something like this doesn't just pass over your head easily. You could feel the endless water, the absence of air around you. It could've been so easy for everything to slip away.

"What are you idiots looking at?" Bakugo looks up at everyone, "turn this thing around and take us back!" Everyone went into action, Momo and Tsuyu getting back in the canoe, then everyone turned the canoes around and headed back to land.

The second they hit land, Bakugo was up, with you in his arms, heading to the cabin. He sat down on your bed, wrapping your blanket around your shoulders and letting you melt into the warmth.

"Thank you," you finally whisper.

"Yeah, yeah, just rest; you'll be fine," Bakugo says.

You both stay in that position for a few minutes. Katsuki thinks you've fallen asleep, so he begins to move slowly, trying to lay you down and slip from the room.

"W-wait!" you say, grabbing his shirt and making him pause his movements. "You're warm," you mumble, settling back, "will you stay?"

"Yeah. Sure." He gets comfortable again, staying still until you fall asleep, your sweet scent making his eyes feel heavy.

Hours later, you wake with your head on a pillow. Alone. In the cabin. You sit up, looking to see it's now dark. You sigh, wishing Bakugo had stayed but knowing it must have been a long shot. He's a hero. He was only helping you cause that's what he's supposed to do. Any of the rest of them would've done the same.

You push yourself up, wanting more sleep, but also knowing you should eat so you don't wake during the night starving more. You walk out of the cabin, seeing everyone grouped at the firepit.

"Hey! Y/n, how ya doing?" Kirishima asks, being the first to see you coming.

"I'm fine," you mumble, playing with your hands.

"Y/n, I'm really, really sorry. I shouldn't have thrown it so hard," Kaminari says, walking up to you.

"It's fine. I know it was an accident. No hard feelings."

"Hey." You look up and see Bakugo walking toward you with a plate. "I was making you a plate. You should go and keep resting. Don't know how much water you inhaled," he says lowly.

So, he hadn't just left you. "Oh, it's ok. I don't mind. I can sit out here a while." You extend your hand and take the plate. "Thank you, though, Katsuki," you smile at him.

After you eat, everyone talks for a bit, and soon it's time to retire to bed again. You do the same as before, getting ready for bed and under the blankets, but once again, not able to sleep.

You sigh, pushing yourself up and standing on your mattress, peeking over the bunk to Bakugo. "Hey, Bakugo, you awake?" you ask quietly, and you get a quiet grunt as an answer. "I'm still a little cold. Could I maybe come up there?" you ask shyly.

Again, he doesn't answer, but he shuffles over, making room and opening the covers for you. A little grin spreads your lips, and you push onto his bed, getting under the covers and laying next to him with your back to him.

You feel him snake his hand around your waist and pull you to his chest, warmth spreading around your whole body as you melt into him. He lays his head near your neck, your scent clear and strong invading his nose as he tries to slip into slumber.

It's quiet for a few minutes, and you almost think he fell asleep. That's until he speaks up again. "Your heat is coming soon. I can smell it," he mumbles against your shoulder.

You feel your heart rate increase at the comment, immediately feeling embarrassed. "U-uh, yeah."

It stays quiet for a few more minutes, and you continue to try to get comfortable so you can sleep. "Stop squirmin," Bakugo finally says, shifting a bit himself.

"Oh, sorry," you whisper, moving one last time to snuggle into him and fully capture his warmth. You move your body to melt with his, and that's when you feel it. Something hard pressed in your back, the very apparent arousal of the alpha behind you.

"It's your fault, ya know," he speaks up. "Comin in my bed, knowing you're going into heat soon. Ridiculous," he grumbles.

"You could've said no," you argue, suddenly having to focus on your own breathing, feeling yourself get more nervous.

"Yeah. I could've," he leans in, his lips right next to your ear, his voice low, "but who am I to deny my omega some time."

"Your omega?"

"We alpha's have sharp hearing, Y/n. It wouldn't take a genius to figure out how much you like my scent. How you always stay near me and look for my clothes and items when you need to relax. I've known for a while, omega. You can't get enough of me."

As he talks, he trails his hand down your body, speaking lowly and pressing into you. "Say the word," he whispers, "and I'll stop."

"K-Katsuki- Todoroki and Momo are right over there!" you whisper sharply.

"Then be quiet so they don't wake."

You let out a slow breath, feeling Bakugo push your pants and underwear down, his fingers massaging your clit, making you wetter by the second. As much as you knew it was wrong, you knew you should stop, you found yourself reaching toward him, your hand wrapping around his stiff cock, stroking it slowly.

You felt Bakugo's breath on your skin, next to your scent gland. "Mark me." The words slipped from your mouth before you could think, but you didn't regret it. You knew he'd have to bite again eventually, but you didn't care. You knew for a fact you wanted to be mated with Katsuki.

Bakugo felt the same, part of him was surprised, but the other part was happy and jumped at the opportunity. Bakugo took his hand, wrapping it around your mouth and then opening his mouth, letting his fangs grow, and he grazed them over your neck, giving a few light bites before fully sinking them into your neck. You let out a loud whimper that's muffled by his hand, your body tensing as the feeling of him marking you washes through your body in waves.

Once you calm down, you melt back into him, he pulls his mouth from you, and you lay your head back on his shoulder. Before he can make another move, you grip his cock again, pulling it from his sweats and shifting so you can push it into your pussy. It's a stretch, he's big, so it stings, but you keep going until he bottoms out.

"O-Oh, omega-" he groans into your neck, trying not to move yet, "you're so tight. How are you so tight? God."

"Stay like this alpha. Just wanna feel you," you say, tilting your head back slightly.

You can feel him slowly inhaling, trying to get his grounds and gain better control, wanting to do as you say, but you feel so good, he can almost feel his control slipping.

"Ya know omega, your heat is coming soon, and my rut is only recently just passed." You knew what that meant. That meant he could easily fall back into rut. It's a warning.

"Soon, alpha. Soon, just wanna wait until after the trip," you tell him.

"Yeah. After the trip," you can feel his cock twitching inside you as he speaks, "soon, I'll finally get to have my way with you."

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suguru-getos · 2 years

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genshin men x love at first sight

characters included: ayato, zhongli, childe, itto, xiao. <3

ayato: man? he is so mesmerised!! how the hell can someone as stunning as you even real? he always is looking out for the finer things in life, he is spoiled enough so he thinks he deserves it <3 he is the head of the clan am i right? :V so when he crosses paths with you on one of his journeys outside inazuma, he is stunned. stopping between his path and walking towards you, “excuse me, i don’t mean to be creepy, or won’t even be the slightest of daring and audacious… but what is your name?” the sincerity in his voice is so genuine that it feels natural. “y/n” you mumble. ayato swears his heart can’t take it, the way your voice echoed over and over in his head, damn!

zhongli: he first saw you when he was out as wangshang funeral parlor’s consultant. somebody had died in your household, what a grim vibe and atmosphere. he almost feels guilty for not being able to take his eyes off you. how you look devastated only makes him imagine over and over how gorgeous would your smile look. would you get dimples? do you smile with your eyes? he can’t keep that sight out of his mind. zhongli had a reputation throughout liyue, for the first time he was thankful for it, the opportunity to have a one-on-one with you. it could be something meagre, like his condolences of course! “greetings, i am here to offer my sincerest condolences for your loss, it must be truly painful,” he softly spoke, kissing your knuckles like a gentleman. “i know how it feels to lose your kin, your dear ones…” he continued, and somehow you could find the tranquility in his voice that you just needed<3

childe: you were at the northland bank for some transactions, and childe swears he hasn’t ever seen you before. how dare you miss his eyes? he looked at you and for a moment, malfunctioned 💀✨ you could swear he was speechless, absolutely stunned. “h-hey girlie,” he blushed, grinning at you with a chaotic, tooth rotting sweetness of a smile. “hello, childe,” you spoke. he was famous in liyue, for good and bad reasons. it was normal for you to know him hence, but boy! oh boy?!!?! childe never expected that :3 “you know my name?” he raised a brow, widening eyes and clearing throat to gain composure, “uh…” he smirked, turning on his charm switch and leaned closer, “it’s only fair i know yours,” the rest is history 🥰 ok? ok.

itto: he saw you when he was running from the kanjou commission, (his story quest get the gist pls) -,- he wanted to find beetles to fight with, but he laid his eyes on you. you were there, picking lavender melons. for the first time he felt an emotion that was… weird! his heart started racing, cheeks dusted red, “oh my god oh my god oh my god-” he looked at you like an excited kid, “GOD DAMN!” he groaned, watching you intently, completely forgetting about the onikabuto battle ok? and that’s saying something 😤 “tell ya what these bigger ones are actually the worse, they taste like shiiit~” he interrupted you, grinning and giddy. let’s just say you got a great friend that day, and an even greater boyfie xoxo

xiao: the yaksha basically rescued you from a group of samachurls. “worthless,” you hear him utter with absolute rage, absolute ruthlessness and the unflinching determination to slay. you noticed it took him mere seconds to finish them off. then he finally saw you, normally he doesn’t even remember the face of every civilian or a non-adventurer traveller that he saves. but to you? he comes closer and asks, “are you hurt?” you had a few scratches, nothing too serious. but boy were you traumatized. you shivered, shaking head no and quivering lips. it was then the alatus spoke, “i will protect you, always. don’t fear these monsters, just say my name and i’ll be there. my name is xiao,”

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mxrvelouss · 5 months

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piggybacking off @lavendertom 's mike schmidt x reader fic again bc i want to post more wholesome **CLEAN** scenes that occupy my mind 😭

if you are a christian just trying to have some fun with your imagination on tumblr, let's be friends! 🫶🏻 it can definitely be hard trying to steer clear of any dirty stuff on this app LOL...just tryna be wholesome and silly

anyways here's this! but pls go read her fic first and give my bestie support bc this scene takes place after pt 4! 🤭🤭

wc: less than 1k

warnings: none! just some fluff hehe

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You got to Mike's house an hour earlier, just like he asked. When he opened the door, you noticed that his hair was damp and his face was clean-shaven. He also had a shirt on that you had never seen him wear before. it was a short sleeve black t-shirt, and it looked nice on him, considering he only seemed to wear sweatshirts. Ok, "nice" was an understatement. Mike looked VERY attractive, and the muscles bulging out from the tight sleeves was enough to make you blush.

"Hey," he said nervously as you walked in.

"Hi!" you responded as you set your things down, and then looked back up at him, expectantly.

"Did you, uh, finish all your classes alright?" he asked, scratching the back of his head. It confused you, but then you remembered that earlier in the morning, in Abby's fort, you mentioned that you had some classes that day.

"Oh! Uh, yeah! Thanks for asking," you replied. The silence was tense, but in a good way. You knew he liked you; but did he know you liked him?

"So, what did you want to talk to me about?" you ask as the two of you make your way to the kitchen table. As you take a seat, he moves a chair directly next to you, and nervously clears his throat as he sits down. Your heart pounds.

"I just wanted to say that....I am so, so grateful for you." he pauses, looks at you with those deep brown eyes, and smiles. "I'm sorry for the way i was last night. I was just stressed with Abby and...and...y'know." He looks away, tears in his eyes, and continues.

"Anyways, I, uh, saw you in Abby's fort this morning and it just...it made me really happy. Thank you for being there for her, and for being the..." he hesitates, as if deciding what to say next. His next words are quiet and hoarse. "...for being the guardian that I can't be."

It felt like a punch to the gut.

He didnt feel good enough. He didnt feel like a good brother, a good son, a good parental figure for his sister.

You suddenly felt compelled to make him see that this wasnt true.

"Mike," you say intensely, gently touching his hand. He looks up at you with his eyebrows raised. "You... are doing EVERYTHING that you can for Abby, and you are doing amazing. She loves you so much, and she knows how hard youre trying."

You pause, trying to decide if you should say the next words on your mind.

You plunge ahead.

"And I know how hard you're trying, too. And it just makes me love you all the more." You lean forward, planting a kiss on his cheek. As you pull back, he looks at you, stunned, his cheeks flushed. Then, a grin. He smiles so wide that youre not even sure youre looking at Mike Schmidt anymore. He doesn't kiss you back- not yet, at least- but that look in his eyes, the look that he finally believes he IS doing enough, that HE is enough, is worth even more. ✨

#fnaf #josh hutcherson #mike schmidt x reader #mike schmidt #fnaf fic #fnaf movie #mike schmidt fluff #mike schmidt fic #fluff #christian

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dovedewdrop · 7 months

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Locksmith

If in ten years time I'm still on your mind Would you call and Say you want this? / 1.4k

✨Part 1 ✨✨Part 2 ✨✨Part 3✨

A/N: This is the last part!!! I hope you've enjoyed this little series and thank you to everyone who has read and supported🥰 Writing this scratched a little itch for me and it was nice to just share it! Also locksmith is one of my favourite songs it makes my heart go🥹🫶🏻🥰🩷

Warnings: Post-Outbreak. Soft kind of angst. Hella fluff/soppiness. Self-aware Joel (which we 🫶🏻to see). Not proof read.

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Days at the Bison kept you busy, distracting your mind from the branded image of Joel’s red eyes but there was no escaping him when he approached the bar two days later, no Tommy to swoop in and save you this time.

“Hey,” his voice was solemn, his eyes were pleading before he’d even truly voiced his request.

“Hi, what can I-“ You plastered on the same smile you did for all the customers, ready to serve him whatever poison he picked before he cut you off and your face fell at his words.

“No, no sorry, that’s not what I came in for.” His eyes faltered from your soft gaze to glance at his knuckles, gripping the edge of the bar, the skin coating his bones turning white.

“Oh, ok.” You felt slightly feeble under his gaze, unsure of what he could possibly want from you.

“Can I uh,” he coughed, like the words were clogging up his throat, his eyes still looking anywhere but at you. “Can I see you later?” You wanted to say yes immediately which made it hard for the devil on your left shoulder to fight the angel on your right, but ultimately he won the battle, raising his trident above his head. In the moment you decided that Joel couldn’t just swan in and call the shots whenever he felt like it.

“What for?” You crossed your arms across your chest and looked past him at the door.

“Jus’ wanna talk.” You scoffed at that; it pained you to do so. “Please.”

“Why? Why should I say yes?” He finally raised his head to look you in the eye and you noticed the water welling in them.

“You don’t have to, I know I don’t deserve shit from you,” he sniffled, letting out an puff of air, “look if you don’t like what I gotta say, you never have to speak to me again.”

You chewed at the inside of your lip, really taking in what he’d said. I don’t deserve shit from you. If you don’t like what I gotta say, you never have to speak to me again.

You were already deep in these feelings, every day feeling like you were stuck in a sinkhole, clawing at the ground to get out, what’s one conversation on top of all the others?

“Finish at 16:30” You grumble.

When 16:36 rolled around Joel was already stood outside on your porch, waiting.

He watched as your hands shook slightly around the keys, attempting to fit them into the keyhole and after a few beats his hand hesitantly clasped around yours. Your eyes felt as though they were going to pop out of their skull, whipping round to face him.

Joel had gained some of his confidence back after this morning, yours however, had depleted, your brave façade cracking quickly in front of him. You let him guide the key in before he stepped back to let you over the threshold first.

“Coffee?” You still remembered how he liked it.

He shook his head, no before gesturing towards one of the chairs in the living room, asking for permission to sit, permission that you grant him, perching yourself on the sofa across from him. The air between you is thick, like a weighted blanket but yet it somehow still doesn’t keep the cold away from your bones.

While Joel is trying to find his words, you take the time to look at him, properly. His beard had greyed and you liked it, his hair decorated with sprinklings of salt and pepper, something which you must have known deep down was inevitable but never thought about once whilst you were together, too busy being young and in love.

His eyes still captivated you and if anything, they were the very first thing you noticed about him and the very first thing you fell in love with, they never changed and they never failed to make you melt.

You noticed how his green flannel hugged his frame, arms nearly bursting the material at the seams and you had to will yourself to look away, to stop yourself from imagining how it would feel to be wrapped up in them just one more time. But above all else what you noticed is that he’s still your Joel.

For the longest time you’d convinced yourself that everything about him was different, that he wasn’t the same person anymore and to a degree, he wasn’t, but deep down he’s still that young dad you met, who was selfless and who loved deeply, he just got a little lost along the way.

You attempt to speak, to breathe life into the air around you but he clears his throat and beats you to the finish line, “I know nothing I can say will rectify the way I treated you..” You don’t know how to respond; you want to agree with him yet you can feel the ‘but’ coming. “But I want you to know I am sorry and I know that those words won’t fix anything.” His hands sweep across his face as he leans forward in the chair, fingers combing at his beard.

“I was angry, so incredibly angry and I directed everything at people who didn’t deserve it…” As he looks at you his eyes begin to well and you feel your chest tighten, you know all of this already, you understood and if he just let you in at the time you could’ve helped him. Now you just listen because you need to hear it from him, that he understands.

“I jus’ wanted Sarah back and every time I looked at you, or Tommy, I was reminded of ‘er, I was a dick.”

“Yeah you were,” You couldn’t help the slight chuckle that laced its way through your words but it seemed to lighten the mood, Joel was still looking at the ground but he let out a puff of air and a very small smile, wiping the few tears staining his face.

“I thought I wanted you both to leave but I only broke my own heart more because I didn’t realise you were the only two people keepin’ me somewhat sane.” It was then that you noticed the scar on his temple, before you could even think about what you were doing you’d sunk to your knees in front of him, your hand reaching up to skim cautiously against the skin there.

To your surprise he didn’t flinch or push you away, instead nestling his head further into your hand and drawing a deep breath in through his nose.

“I thought about you every damn day and then I met Ellie and I don’t know, nothing can ever take away from Sarah but she’s given me a second chance, so every day when we’ve been travellin’ I was hopin’ I’d find you again so that I can make it right because you’re still on my mind darlin’” He was rambling now and you let him because you knew if you didn’t he might never let it out again. You kiss the rough skin of his palm and rub your hand against his knee, willing him to open his eyes and see you.

“You really were a dick Joel, a monumental jackass.” He nods in agreement, “But I already told you, there’s no one else. We were gonna have a baby together, get married, I wanted to be with you until the end and I would have been if you weren’t so adamant that I should leave.” He looks ashamed of himself when you speak. “I understood why you did it but that doesn’t mean that it didn’t hurt me.”

“And I will spend every day of the rest of my life making it up to you I swear but I can’t live in this town and watch you walk around and act like you weren’t one of the best parts of my existence on this godforsaken planet.” This time it’s you that’s welling up as you move to sit between his legs, back to the chair, you look up at him. “You got a lot of grovelling to do, Miller.”

“I count on it, sweetheart,” he smiles down at you, both of you silently crying.

“Tommy showed me some spare land today, remember I promised to build us a house of our own one day?” The soft skin of your rosy lips stretches further across your face as you recount the memory.

“You said you’d plant me roses…” He leans down further to press a gentle kiss to your forehead, before whispering in your ear, “already planted the first one today.”

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Ch 110: Random Thoughts

Ok, let's go...

ooooh, what a cool face, Tsukasa! ♡ You're so beautiful. Always so enchanting. Captivating boy! ✨

So he was referring to Akane after all.

Uh, strong words coming from Akane to say he will put Tsukasa to justice. Hmm. Nice.

How cheeky. How smug. So full of yourself, huh? ~ What a reallllly good mood you're in. Well, regarding the situation, you're so pleased. Almost getting to finish what you've been after for so long. ~ those who tell Tsukasa to follow their rules have it hard. Not remembering old No.3. lol

I'm done talking about his super speed and powerful SHARP hands. His hands are a weapon alone. OH!

He is wasting no time, right into business at full force. How admirable.

But seriously... the words... oh! He's been growing really smug since ch 91, 92 and now... woooh... one time playing with puzzle pieces and throwing them in the air all gracefully and the other Kaku's gears... this side of his... easy on me...! I get it everything is in the palm of your hand. I get it you're pleased you're almost at the finish line and enjoying your success on getting what you've been working hard and patiently on for long. BUT!! OH! ... even that Tsukasa art with the clock. oh. should I be calling you Mr. cool smug Tsu? ♡ it's impossible not to remember him! OH!

Uhhh... just thinking of Kou threatening little Tsukasa to get at him one day is sooooo funny at this point. You sure you can pull that off? lol

LOVE how this boy aged. From an innocent hum to a REALLY smug, fully in charge and capable one. UH! you want to go after Tsukasa after the scary 'hmm' face he showed you before and after what he did to you after showing it? Have to say you're brave. ~

Speaking of you, shouldn't you really be after someone else by now? If we were to assume Tsukasa hurt your friend, which is a big No-No to you, no one touches your dear friend and gets away with it, after what nat did, how will you react? Go at full force at him, kay? ~ Not to add, that's also the fake 'senpai' who used you in a really ugly way to get what he wants and left you with nothing before. Get a much called for 'revenge' on an ugly target. ~ Let me see you going. ~

You're still on the safe side. You still have time to reconsider, Kou. For your own sake. ^^

Here we go again...

Love how this boy changes from cheerful, playful, carefree… to being deadly serious and focused in like a split moment. He just keeps on switching between the 2 sides. A thing to admire about him. ~

Ahem, he is 'playing' with you Akane. ^^ seriously, he cut Akane's side with his pare hand and drew blood out of him, he crushes metal with them, punches a whole through metal or whatever... his HANDS! what are they made of?! even though I said I won't talk much about his hands.. here we are...

He is having fun. He is enjoying himself. Little smug foxie. ~

The amount of self confidence he has always impresses me. My goodness it's limitless… but this chapter is on another whole level. SO SMUG! I love that mood of his. oooooh SO COOL!!!

To go on and take out parts of Kaku to throw them at Akane. AHAHAHA Wha a cool move! ~ It's hilarious. What a reallllly good mood you're in. do you have a thing against kaku? you're treating him like ruins of the clock.

The punch he gave to Akane's chin, it reminded me of the one Hanako gave to Kou in the pilot. The twins share some moves. cool.

Later on he moved to give Akane a nice spin around, how fun! I hope Akane enjoyed the ride! twister no.4 seems to have given Tsu a fun idea during their chase lol Again, Akane's reaction. Same as the one Hanako made when Teru destroyed the ceiling of the far shore train. Hilarious. Hilarious.

One of Tsukasa's coolest signature moves!!!!! Hits with an iron fist!!!!!

Unbothered Tsuuuu!!!!!! unbudging Tsu!!!! Amazing Tsu!!!!!!

Wooh, I think I need to stop on Akane's words to give Kou some kind of credit.

His unbothered side! Hmm. Even though that happened when Tsukasa was letting his guard down and all... it still counts in a way. The only one to 'graze' almighty Tsukasa so far.

Hmm, wonder if Tsukasa wanted to, he could use Kokujoudai regardless of what Akane did, the one not to be really affected by Mirai's seal, rules in boundaries don't seem to apply to him, hmm...

Who is distracted Akane? Tsukasa wasted no time to go with his signature move while you weren't paying attention to him. He just switches between going easy to serious that's all.

And once more, another Tsukasa signature move. Smashing heads into things. The ground, table, wall..... he is still more gentle than No.6 on the head smashing regard.

It's again, funny, the guys going to call Tsukasa guilty and voice to want to bring him to justice were brought to justice by him on their very court table. One with Tsukasa stepping on it and punching a hole through his chest, the other getting crushed into it. woooh. Tsukasa shows no mercy I see. What a fun court. ~

Seriously, he gave Akane no room to prove himself. It was a one-sided fight. Was it a fight? Half of it Tsukasa was playing.........

Again, he is so fascinated by the insides of other things. Why not tell us what's on the inside of you, Tsukasa? We're fascinated by that, too. Come on. you want to show us that once you're destroyed? while I'm a sobbing mess? How can i see with my sight blurry? ........

Anyway, the insides of Akane is flesh, Tsukasa. So, it's a relief he survived your attack. didn't you notice the blood when you hit his side?

Having Akane freeing Mirai and asking her to run (both for her safety and because she holds the yorishiro, I assume he knows it's there. Even if he didn't before, it's just a fact at that point with Kaku down and him knowing it's not within him), then for her to throw herself in front of him to get the hit instead and protect him with a selfless act. They do care for each other after all. How sweet, despite Akane going they tricked him and he hates supernaturals. He seemed taken aback by what happened to her... falling to his knees checking on her closely maybe?

Even though I don't really care for either Kaku or Mirai so far, I like her gesture with Akane. It was nice to see.

Love how Tsukasa still kept his logo of 'gentle with girls' so far. He got her not on purpose, and the time they fought before too. Still, I assume if he failed with Akane, he will be going for her. Uh......... if that happened I was going to say goodbye to gentle with girls Tsukasa. It was nice to know you. haha.

So, I was thinking for a whole month before the chapter will I go counting triple kill on Tsukasa's list when the chapter is out? It's fun to get it. Even if none of them is really 'over'. I was also hoping to see Tsukasa bloody like the time with No.3, he looked cool back then. Uh, for that to happen it had to be Akane's or Teru's? blood... since the others are just made of gears. But of course, I wouldn't want for Akane to reach that point of being badly wounded... I would be satisfied with a small amount... like if the cut to his side left a bit on Tsukasa's hand... uh... I would pay to be in Hanako's, Nene's, Teru's place or the owls and watch Tsukasa in action and going -far shore No.6 mode but X1000 COOLER like they were doing. Ahahaha, their reactions were so fun. even Teru's was funny.

Turned out the yorishiro is...

Within Mirai like I guessed. ~

And some people go saying Tsukasa killes for fun. Yeah, once his purpose is done, he didn't walk back to Akane, despite his comment on wanting to know what's on the inside of him.

Still, Tsukasa didn't go with the pattern I mentioned. If he did... we wouldn't have had all that fight so... makes sense. and I would have said goodbye to that thing

And, Tsukasa finally got his hands on the yorishiro. Mission accomplished. A yorishiro holding another. No.7's holding No.1's. Amusing. Tsukasa. ~

Though, from all the things, it turned out to be a "key"? I'm so sensitive to that. Come on.

...

Hmm... what meaning could that hold?

I can't help but to go back to the time Tsukasa had Nene going back in time to get Amane's key. And, now we see him holding a key. Something feels fishy. What purpose might the 2? keys serve?

Why did he want Nene to get Amane's key? What purpose does it hold? At this stage with his plan on its final stogies shouldn't what he meant to do with making that happen come to play... with what he meant for Nene to do? What he meant for her to have? Does she still have the key with her at the moment? like... if she was brought back to normal, will it be there in her uniform pocket? Will we finally see it in use?

Hmm, I do wonder what all that Tea-party-Nene plan Tsukasa came with serves.

she seemed to help him together with her servant carry it. So? Did Tsukasa just come to them and told them "hey, we'll do this for a thing I want, nothing on your benefit." and the 2 just agreed? They were active parts of the plan. If it doesn't serve them, if it doesn't mean anything to them, if it even stands in her way if what Nene is supposed to do will turn out to be an obstacle in her way, would she have agreed to help and make her servant help? That feels so unlikely for a supposedly 'careful' evil person as her. What did they want out of that, too?

Did she just go with "it will be my chance to get the naive girl's trust so I can manipulate her easily all I want later on? Sending her servant with her to be her guide and lead her in the nowhere, and maybe to get something out of it... what did it hold?

Was she oblivious to Tsukasa's purpose out of that deal and just carried out with it for her to get the Nene trust thing and for nat to achieve something maybe? .........

Were the 3 working together or did they have goals of their own in there? Are they opposing to the point what Tsukasa wants might step in her and servant's way? Hmmmmmmmmmm..............

Everything in the tea party arc is questionable at this point. Everything in it is just tricky, full of lies, ACTING.

Generally,

What kind of 'trust' do they have in each other? What a 'trio'. Funny. Really funny.

How NOT to be a trio. Hahaha, they aren't together at all. Never have been. ~

Hmm... having this...

What do these smirks hold behind them? What is he after? What are they (SHE) after? Ha, she is even dancing and waving her dress around in there, what is it that really pleasing thing she can't wait to get?

In No.6's case I think it was her want to get rid of Sumire together with setting the stage of getting rid of Tsukasa, too. Someone doesn't seem to have a whole lot of patience. Now, she wants No.1, No.7, No.3 out of the way in one go. How funny. How funny. This rush storm inside of you doesn't show on your face little thing. ~

Uhhhh, what a fake you are. ~ Hmm... even that whole show of "I can't disobey him" you put, is it for real? ~ you've been going your way since the very start and until now. ~ what a thing you are. ~

I wonder... can snakes have the color green? ~

A 'careful' thing like her needs to really be as careful when facing Tsukasa. ~ He is not one to mess with easily. I hope she gets that with her 'he can't see me' or 'things are over now. a "betrayal" is so easy.' ~

Tsukasa dear, you happened to comment on being proud of seeing her going her way back in No.6's case. Do you, also, feel the same way on the other cases? Like now for example? What a magical being you are. ~

He asked her about if she is happy with hurting others and she responded yes, her actions right after that chapter with Nene, Sumire-No.6, this arc with the whole school and Mit 2.0. Clearly she is more than happy. She is going at full force. What a thing. ~ What a thing. ~

Snakes and cats... hmm... has to be the cat to outshine at the end, huh? I just can't wait to see how her deal with Tsukasa will come to an end, especially with little koku being in the mix. I'm so sorry I committed a crime on your side in the past, Tsukasa. I hope you can forgive me.

Seriously, the 4 are funny now. a cat, a green snake, a dog and a puppy. Let me take the cat and puppy and take my leave. ~

Ok, enough of that. Lots of other things to focus on. With the 2 going their (her) way.

So, her dog can wonder around, is it because of her lame gift or because he is special? Not that I care. Nor that I care for his show off in ch 92 or even him in the cover of vol 19. so booooooring.

Uhh, so Nagisa and Tiara are frozen, huh?

That's senpai to you. Who would care to call you that? What a waste. Out of the rare times I wished Mit 2.0 will go with his "you're lame attitude" regarding him and the gift, I didn't get it.

Ok, so he doesn't use his blood ability unless it's really needed as he voiced out before, because it's it makes him feel gross. You already are with or without it, don't be so sad. ~

His speech to Mit 2.0, I wonder if they made that clear to him before or not? From his reaction he feels oblivious to the whole deal. If that was the case, then scolding him like that when you didn't tell him a thing is called hypocrisy, you so lame so UNcool hypocrite.

Ok, so he wouldn't do that to Mit 2.0 without a clear purpose. Is it to force him to create a yorishiro so they can destroy next by putting him in a life threatening situation?

Still gross, considering they only want to destroy it, regardless. Forcing Mit 2.0 to have a thing to care about more than anything, only to destroy it. Meaning they use him like some kind of toy from start to end. They will keep it around until its deal is done to them just to throw it away when it's over. Oh.... wait a sec... a toy...?

Yep, go at the right person at full force, Kou. Go ahead and show me what the whole of "my purpose" speech you gave while looking at Mit's photos mean. Show me where you stand now.

Mit 2.0, I really don't get him or Kou or their deal. At a moment he is all "I gave up, end me" then the other "ok, let's go to the festival"....... both forgot the main issue, the main problem, Mit 2.0's unstable existence. A part of what Mit 2.0/they reached now lies within his/ their ignorance of the situation they are in. So, despite nat's speech being trash, it have a bit of truth within it. Mit 2.0 and Kou could have done better if they just gave things what they are worth, instead of leaving them for who knows when.

So now, Mit 2.0 is in a real 'dying' situation. That will really show his real desire, and prove if his want to "be gone" is really that strong or not. A chance to be gone came to you, Mit 2.0.. will you accept it or resist it? Or will you go "if I'm gone, I want Kou to finish me" like you told him before? Will you end up creating a yorishiro at that point? What might it be? A thing to be your living line and at the same time so precious to you?

As Mit 2.0 peeked into all of his "old self" memories using his mirrors, a thing to be important to his old self, together with him, it's a picture of Kou, might end up becoming his yorishiro? It's in Kou's house though... if we needed a thing within the school, maybe even No.3's boundary... Hmm...

Again, it holds a meaning for both him and his "old self". Kou gave it to him and he held into it thinking of the hell of a time I went with reviewing the chapter, it keeps on showing in his arms then disappearing at a later shot repeatedly!. A moon rock, scissors, skitch book... it holds a potential of having this " 'first' precious gift" in it. The Penguin chain sadly got destroyed so... can it be repaired if he wanted? hmm...

Can it become Kou's lame traffic earing? For fun, both Mit kept commenting on it, it's from Kou, they called him referring to it, old Mit died in a car accident, we got an event of Kou gifting him a traffic earing... and were told in an early chapter it's something 'improtant' to Kou. Imagine that one will be the case. It'll be so funny.

I'm left with these options, I don't really think Mit 2.0 is capable of creating a human yorishiro (make Kou his yorishiro), that seems to be one specific task with specific circumstances I see Mit 2.0 to lack.

Now, thinking of old No.3's yorishiro that's still there. Do we need it or is it just worthless and forgettable like its owner? Seriously, the only character in this story to lack everything including an "existence" is that bird.

Hmm, looking back at Tsukasa's deal with making Mit 2.0 No.3... his speech all along was only directed to that, it's Hanako who went for the "old" yorsirho. .......

From what we heard from nat, it doesn't connect to Mit 2.0 at all.

Uhhh, thinking about Tsukasa making Mit 2.0 and making him stay by making him No.3 and then feeding him so he can keep regenerating, after that Tsukasa? What did you have in mind to do after that? You told him he can become human, he can have his wish, he's kept on living on that hope until his life became hell and jsut wanted to be gone, then kept going once more, you don't lie, right? How do you plan to grant his wish? Take responsibility, Tsukasa. He is not a toy you made to be played with by others. He is a being with feelings, wants and wishes. Either be as responsible to grant his wish, or I don't know.. try to do anything for him for him to reach a stable piece of mind and being. you can't leave him at the middle of the road. I'm sure you won't leave any of your work undone.

So, once Mit 2.0 is a full mystery will he take a new 'complete' form? not that I hold a thing against it but I feel his design in there is a symbolism of many things. some might be Tsukasa codded, even when his yorishiro is destroyed, he'll just lose authority over the boundary... would that mean he is a step toward becoming "human"? From what was said, it seems so. Uh, I see all that thing in lots of ways, one of Mit 2.0 might end up just accepting what he is, now having a stable existence, and give up on that wish. Why did he want to become human to begin with? If he can have that in his life already, is there a need for him to become "human" anymore?

On Tsukasa's side of the wish thing, having Mit crossing to become a full mystery, if we assumed he still wanted to be human, maybe once all Yorishiros are destroyed, if what she said is true..... looking at it in another way than all will be gone... if we reduced this all to the "lines" between life and death... if we assumed the world will be rewritten so the living, the dead (ghosts), supernaturals are equal and can live together... that means Mit 2.0's wish is granted along the way? He can have the life he wants without necessarily becoming human. Is that what he has in mind?

Also, if what she said is really going to happen, will Tsukasa be as pleased to go with it? I mean he goes about the rules, not the beings. It's like he is after rewriting the rules of the world to create and new one where all can be free to be whatever they want, not to blow away everything. How would that be possible with him wanting to grant Amane's wish? In saving Nene's life? And living a real life with her? what wish could he have while gone?

Uh, the whole Nene will die once the yorishiros are destroyed deal too... it feels like once he is gone, she is gone too. 2 in 1. brace yourself Amane. The DOUBLE PIAN you'll get if that were to happen! Boy............. we're similar huh

I mean from what we got so far, Tsukasa doesn't care for his own being, but Nene's life is a part of the deal. A part of Amane's wish. We need to change her fate, don't we? You going this way is clearly the wrong path, Tsukasa. Unless........ you have other things in mind. Regarding Nene's life and the world (maybe even your complicated situation). Things Amane, her and us are oblivious to. I trust you.

You're just playing with our minds and feelings, dear. But I can go with 'wait and see'. Amaze me. ♡

Ok, moving on...

The face of "it's over". ♡ Thanks for all you hard work so far. KEEP it up. *coughing* to hear... Tsukasa referring to himself as "Amane's" yorishiro for the first time ever... uh....

Unlike the time he talked with her... there is a whole 180 between her and Amane's reaction. See who cares for you, dear Tsu. Even when you want to be gone, there are people? not to care and use your want as an easy to achieve step in their happiness plan, and there are people! who can't live without you, ready to pin you down, keep a strong hold around you so you won't leave, you precious boy!

Don't go I want to be gone based on fake illusions in your head. Please realize how much worthy you are. Please unleash this want to stay with Amane you have deep down within you. Please... Amane.... I'm begging you to prove to this boy how irreplicable and precious he is. How your world is just dull without him there. Please Tsukasa... this time get it. Understand him, please.

Nene, please help them both get over this miscommunication issue they have! Help them understand each other! Be the hand to bring them together!

I can't with that...... I just can't.....

Hmm... now.. what am I supposed to get from his talk? Mit 2.0 will make a yorishiro? Won't and that leaves us with No.1's and him? Is he on board with what the 2 went to do with Mit 2.0? ...

It seems they want the 7 yorishiros gone, not only 6. And, it looks like he knows that, too. Hmm...

Well, yes, she said 7. They need to forse Mit 2.0 to make one. It's clear now.

Uhh, now I started to see Tsukasa this arc, no in the entire story as someone trying to live the moment to its fullest before he says his last goodbye. When little, before he got killed, and now... he wanted to do something special before he is gone for good, change Amane's life for the better, give him happiness. A thing to remember him 'foundly' with maybe? Having him wanting to end things with his own hands this arc...... with the last yorishiro.... Amane... Nene... all he did along the way from the very start till now.....

How could he be that good of an actor... or so collected let's say... shows nothing on him... in their birthday before he left... the time he spent after he came back waiting to be killed (not sure about his last year though) ... now... he plays and signs and... oh... how are you doing on the inside, Tsukasa?

If I went please don't leave Tsukasa, will you grant that wish for me?

Teru's internal monologue,

Poor Nene, looking at Akane, keepers having a hard time.

Hmm... I don't get him. At the start of the story he kept on going on how much the 7 mysteries are evil and dangerous, then kept going after evil Hanako, and then... he tells Akane they are needed to 'support' the school and they will be needing No.1 to stand up for 'Tsukasa' turned out Amane took his leave at the end or...? , looking forward to see No.1 really in real action. Having him voicing if the Yorishiros are gone the land? I assume the one of the school will fall down... kinda reminds me of vol. 19's cover... would that be what happens?

The pillars he had at mind almost took the shape of those surrounding the hole in No.6's boundary under the school as I recall it, would it be like... the core of the destruction to come? The hole that links to the far shore as I recall it? Hmm... can we see No.6 in action once more? maybe even all the 7 in one place when that time comes? each pillar looks like this one in Sumire's... uh... sacred shrines... sacrifices... yorishiros... unseating pits of powers to return to an original form of theirs... what a huge thing...

With Nene's supposed 'sealed' fate this thing is doomed to happen......

Speaking of that, how did Teru know Nene's life span and death is directly linked to the yorishiros? Hmm...

The Minamotos have lots of things under their sleeves. while he was talking in depth about No.1, he didn't seem to know much about Tsukasa's position and not to pay attention to her being mentioned before… hmm…

Following the origin of the school, was it built on that same land Sumire's village lies on?

It seems… that land… the red house… school… are all linked.

I mean, we have No.6's boundary being under the school, the hole there that he used to sacrifice Aoi once she fell into it can be linked to that original cliff, having the same thing of: Supernaturals are coming in and attacking the place, let's sacrifice a girl to stop that agenda in Sumire's village, the same thing happened in the school, therefore had No.6 who is an "expert" in dealing with that, used the same agenda. We dealt with the situation the same way. Had the severance happening, similar to the thing in the village, again, with supernaturals stopping coming out for a while. The mess happened out of having almost half of the yorishros gone, the protectors to keep the land safe from that happening.

We see the supernaturals coming from that hole, in No.6's boundary in general, also there in the red house, which is directly linked to the kannagi place.

A 'sealed' well near the 'red house' and Teru saying there is water and all under it… having it connecting to the far shore.

It makes since we're in the same place, land and all.

Having that nat saying to Kou "This guy's been a real thorn in our side. He is been stopping just about every single supernatural that tries to make it to the mortal world... before they even get the chance to wreak havoc there."

Hmm, feels legit connecting it to his old rule, that he still takes on himself as No.6, taking care of the hole/cliff and its supernaturals crossing in.

Hmm, now maybe his disappearance makes sense? He did his last job, got over his duty... he is free to go wherever.

Since he is told the whole system is not needed anymore to protect the mortal world, his rule is over... he'll do just that.

So yes, the school seven mystries - yorishrio system, Sumire's village system... are 2 sides of the same coin, deal with the same thing. One just evolved from the other.

After all, that makes sense why the school is full of supernaturals and all, Mit, etc end up within it.

Ok...

Talking about the keepers...

Could their uselessness come from the destruction of their clock as he put it before lol? Could it be that they don't care to defend their yorishiro or if it's destroyed? Could it be they can't use their time power for some reason? And that feels to not be it for the most part, since Mirai used her time power on Tsukasa and it didn't work, Kaku was taken by surprise and was down, Akane couldn't even turn his head around, the moment he did he was done. Tsukasa is not an opponent to be underestimated.

Their time power seems to take a little time for them to activate once they decide to used, even.

Could they hold up before his speed even for a few seconds just enough for them to activate it? Did they fight knowing it's a lost call? I mean he showed to be faster than the 3 of them to react.

Talking a little more about it,

With Mirai's case, she promised to move his time until he is 'dust', if she had succeeded, that will give a whole different story from how the situation developed. was Amane sure nothing will happen to Tsukasa so he didn't step in? Feels so. He wasn't scared Tsukasa will get it hard once he called his name, it's the opposite. He didn't make a move until Tsukasa said that "me" of his.

Thing is, when Mirai moved Tsukasa's time, did she really touch only the handcuffs and moved their time only or was it something else that its time moved? Hmm... when she moves the time of a 'being' no matter what she touches on them, it will be their time that will move together with these things. With Nene, with Kou he grew up completely in appearance, powers, not only his clothes. Tsukasa... assuming she only touched the handcuffs, they should be the only thing to age but...

Oh? now I see why she is shocked and why he only smirked. Missing with a being of 'his own time' are we? Hmm, it's amazing how there seemed to a somewhat of explosion, a huge flow of power to feel "reflected" once she tried moving his time. Unlike any other case she moved time forward within before, even with Kou it was a small smoke cloud nothing much.

The mystery of the red house... the thing of its own time, own space, own rules, connected to the kannagi place... it was hilarious how Nene came out of one on the taps

Hmm... what's on the inside of you, Tsukasa-kun?

Anyway, so Mirai's power of moving time don't work on him, Akane's of stopping time don't feel to work, the clock didn't affect him how about Akane, and Kaku... if he turned back time without Tsukasa noticing any moment that would feel to work somehow.

Are the keepers just trying to go with the flow so they will "observe", see how things will play out before Kaku finally turns back time so then they can finally get serious? Knowing how things ordinally developed? That feels smart.

Thing is... turning time don't erase the memories of those powerful supernaturals so... Tsukasa will also remember how things went and time was brought back...

Hmm......

... what do the keepers have in mind? It would feel only legit they have something they are plotting.

A thing of wait and see...

Would what Teru mentioned to Akane about Kou come to play soon?

We're dealing a lot with 'time' this arc.

And finally...

Mr. ^_^.

Recalling it, Tsukasa... she never agreed to anything let alone promised anything, you came up with the game and didn't let her even finish her line of "I didn't agree to th-". ^^

Ok... that moment....

...

Uh, have to say it feels cute how Tsukasa was going on a rampage up until it's Amane he's facing. He is just too gentle and "Amane?" ... oh...

And, sure enough, they are back in position, with the knife. What a complete setting.

Seriously, Tsukasa... he loves going and leaving him behind. Yeah, Amane... you have to pin him down to the ground and keep him in place. Nail him with a knife, take a tight grip of his hands, make sure he doesn't escape. Go ahead and be as selfish to even keep him locked in your boundary like a prisoner. Keep a ring around his ankle so he doesn't go far away. If you don't do this, he will keep disappearing because of some illusions in his head.

Uh, just thinking how the rooftop scene summarizes the twins' deal, with Tsukasa being gone for some time, reappearing back suddenly in Amane's life, then after sometime leaves him behind. "See you later". What a game, Tsukasa. Now I see why he pinned Nene down. "Stop leaving me behind. That's enough already. I can't take anymore." Then... the way he ended up against the door, or even the time Akane gave him a speech about what he did... Tsukasa had him hard with his act of "disappearing" to leave him all alone and broken, regardless of how hard he tries to prevent it from happening. ........

"Without you, the world is empty, meaningless. It's just hell."

Take turns. How does it feel? not that I think you didn't take her turn in your past. but still made the decision anyway despite you getting the feeling of being left behind. Just thinking she will forget someday and find happiness in other things. and then got angry at her for doing just the same as you did in your past. Tsukasa's comment was needed, you did the same as her, you gave up on your future and life to supposedly stay with me regardless of me agreeing or not. Even if I wanted you to keep living and chase your dreams and have a future. why can't she do the same as you did. too? you won't accept her noble sacrifice? You're unfair. Amane. You just go with things your way. So selfish. Tsukasa, sorry but... in your case this time I want him to be as selfish. Hold you down and prevent you from sacrificing yourself. Maybe the same also goes for the other one in your past.

Uh, to think that he went to try his best to voice his feelings out to Tsukasa yet all he got was a "so?" ........... 💢

Tsukasa doesn't get his feelings, doesn't want to be saved........

The time Hanako saved him together with Nene, Tsukasa asked about it. Mr. can't talk gave a cold answer, to receive a cold "so" later. Ehhh, who started the mess...

"You were there, too. So might as well save you." - "I won't be able to save you." now imagine how much effort it took him to voice that out after he failed the other time. and Tsukasa... not any of Amane's tries to 'save' you reached you....

??????????

Explain yourself, Amane.

In connection to the 3-loop...

It's twisted how this "what about what a person wants" plays with Tsukasa.

The first time he left Amane without "asking him what he wants", he assumed hearing Amane's speech that's his want/wish and tried making it come true for him. Amane didn't include him in there, so if he is gone it's fine, Amane is happy. In a way, that felt like what Amane wants (unlike Nene who Amane was sure not to want him to 'save' her the way he went).

Then, when 12... I assume influenced by Kou's speech, he made sure to ask Amane to voice what he wants. To choose if he wanted him to stay or disappear. But, Amane stayed silent it seems, making Tsukasa take action. Who knows, maybe once again Amane's lack of answer had him assuming he is "whatever" just like he got when little. He doesn't need him there to be happy. Him coming back home brought Amane misfortune, so he is better off without him. His unworthy little brother. He can be happy having his dreams and future without any care for him, after all... isn't that the reason Tsukasa sacrificed himself in the first place? Until Amane gave up on all that, did what he did so they can be together. Was that what Tsukasa wanted at that point? Or did he want the opposite for Amane? He wanted him to live? Amane went and decided for them both how they will end either way. Uh. Regardless, now it feels Tsukasa at least appropriates Amane's efforts in there? At least he doesn't show to be offended by what happened, he shows to love it? Even when he doesn't understand the message? I don't really follow him there. Maybe it's the fact of he saw Amane not holding back in general and that had him pleased. It's a logo of his. And, he accepted whatever Amane decided with open arms.

And now, it's the same. Tsukasa went with "that's what you want".

He makes decisions based on a "part" of what Amane wants. But, what he really wants is there inside of him. He needs to voice it out for Tsukasa to finally understand it.

Amane tried explaining he doesn't want a wish if it meant he'll disappear... but was met with a "so?" his feelings not reaching his little brother. It seems Tsukasa is still stuck in here... and just had a lag, can't move past that.

So, Tsukasa needs him to say it clearly. "I love you. I don't want you to disappear. I want you to say by my side."

If Amane did... would he reconsider....?

Will Amane's feelings finally reach him? Will they get past their miscommunication issue? Will they finally start to understand each other a little?

Hmm... from what does Amane really want to save Tsukasa??? What does he have in mind??? If I were to tell him to take a first step in saving him, it would be to start with Tsukasa himself, save him from himself, save him from the illusions inside his head, save him from his self-doubt, worth issues that come from within him. Then, move on to the surroundings.

Why can't Tsukasa really see your love or understand any of your efforts? A part lies within your lack of putting your feelings into words and maybe also, it comes from deep within Tsukasa himself. He is so self-defeated, fast to give up on himself, he doesn't see how amazing or precious he his. He is fast to see himself in the wrong image. Which is so saaaaad. How is he supposed to believe someone really loves him? For what? You love worthless me? Can't be. Why? If anything, you must be in love with a false image you made of me. I'm not how you see me. You care for me because you're my older brother. It's a given. It's like a duty. You care for little brother. Do you care for 'Tsukasa'?

I see before Tsukasa gets to understand the love of anyone else, he needs to love himself first. How are you supposed to see the love of others when you lack self-love? When you're full of self-doubts?

Save him from that, Amane.

Before you ask even though he doesn't really, he is that selfless. if Amane hates him it's fine what matters is that he loves him and ready to do anything for him and his wishes and happiness for anyone's love, you need to start with loving yourself, accept yourself. Do you do, Tsukasa? If you don't, how is it possible for you to see, accept other's love or even understand it?

Before Hanako or even Nene try to help you, the change starts from within you. Start with changing the way you see yourself and feel about things, so you can move a step forward. Otherwise you'll keep stuck in the same place.

How do you see yourself Tsukasa? How do you feel about yourself? Please show me.

Goodness, doesn't this issue exist within both twins? Amane, too... struggles with accepting love and has self-respect issues. Both of them need help. Both need to be saved. Nene, too... at times... anyone to love me is fine..... I just want to feel loved......... ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.......

Their story is just tragic. One sees himself as really unwanted by whoever, not important in his twin's life and he is happy without him, even if he wanted to be with him he lacks the courage to do so, seeing he won't do right by his side, therefore keeps going with 'disappearing' from his life not finding the reason to stay anyway, can't get any signal his twin sends him to show the opposite, he wants to hear him tell his feelings, what he really wants, while the other struggles with that specific thing. Both are suffering. The one who rejects and the one who is rejected.

Tsukasa is miserable, Amane is miserable. Both are miserable. How many tears will they have me shed until they are happy?

One insists on leaving, the other tries with all his might to keep him in place.

Uhhh... how does it feel trying with all your might to have your moon not to disappear beyond the clouds so you can see him always?

Your beautiful unreachable moon... a thing to gaze at the grace of from afar, try so hard to catch. Make it all your. Your purpose. Steal the moon, Amane. Never let it go. You can do it.

How does it feel for you to be looking at your most precious moon in the eye, only to tell him I hate you. Oh...

A "I hate you" that holds I hate how you always go this way, how you're so fast to decide to give up on yourself, on us, disappear from my life to fill it with darkness and shatter my heart then come back to it to give it a light of hope and give my aching heat a chance of healing by having you close, then try to leave me again and again. It's painful to be left behind over and over again. I can't keep living with that. No matter how hard I try to keep you with me you insist on leaving, my feelings can't reach you no matter what I do. You keep rejecting all my efforts, refuse to understand my feelings. I don't get you. Stupid Tsukasa. You're so unfair. This side of yours, the way you decide things in this matter, this repetitive attitude of yours. I hate it so much. I don't want to play this game of hide and seek any longer. I hate it.

- let's play together like we used to? You said?

I don't want to play that kind of game. I'm sick of it.

If you love me, stop disappearing and leaving me behind. I don't want that. I love you, that's why I want to be with you. I want you here, with me. Always. Forever and ever.

How can Tsukasa see and understand Mitsuba's wish, his deal with Kou, if you're alike you can stay together forever, that's just a copy paste from his and Amane's, but can't understand theirs? Tsukasa.........

Why not shout all these out loud Amane? Might help you both.

He believes with the path he is taking, he is doing the right thing for your sake. Prove the opposite to him so finally we can have the 2 of you shine together.

All there is between you is pure love. Give it the chance to come out and see the light of day. Starting with gentle words coming out from deep down your hearts.

With the right amount of courage, determination, it will shine brighter the stars in the sky one day.

The twins. They are a lot. One powerful force.

May they reach their happy solvation.

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What a chapter...

As per usual, I might be adding more stuff later.

Thanks for reading.

#toilet bound hanako kun #jibaku shounen hanako kun #tbhk #jshk #ch 110

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thanks for the tags beloveds @thewolvesof1998 @daffi-990 @wikiangela @giddyupbuck @barbiediaz 🩵

—now that author!buck is finished, we’re shifting to more duck!buck aka the ✨christmas✨ ducking of evan buckley 😌 for context, eddie is a cop, bucks still a firefighter

Buck hesitated a moment before agreeing, ducking into the car. Eddie was about to close the door when Buck ducked his head back out.

“I uh I don’t have to ride in the back, right? I mean, I’m not under arrest or anything for-for fighting back?”

Eddie wanted to laugh but the guy looked completely serious.

“No Buck. you’re not under arrest.”

With that, Eddie closed the door and made his way over to his side.

Buck seemed caught up on all the equipment for about five seconds before he picked up his clipboard, resuming his mile a minute talking.

“Ok, so I have them all categorized. Do you want them by year, color, or season?”

Eddie’s eyes widened with a bit of fear. What the hell had Athena gotten him into?

“Um, how about you tell me about your ducks first…what kind are they?”

Buck deadpanned. “Rubber.”

Eddie shook his head, trying to hide his surprise as he pulled out of the parking lot.

Buck let out a cackle, startling Eddie a little.

“You didn’t think I was talking about live duck’s did you?”

Buck said it like it was the most ridiculous thing in the world, as if any of their conversation had been semi normal.

“No, I guess I’m just—confused is all,” was what Eddie settled with.

Buck shook his head as he tapped at his clipboard.

“You’ve never heard of Jeep ducking?”

Eddie shook his head as he turned on his blinker.

“Can’t say that I have.”

Buck then proceeded to launch into an entire conversation on Jeep ducking and all it entailed, Eddie finding himself much more curious than annoyed. Something about Buck’s voice was warm, inviting. Eddie wanted to get lost in it.

tagging: @loserdiaz @redlightsandicedtea @onward--upward @honestlydarkprincess @monsterrae1 @spotsandsocks @eddiebabygirldiaz @buddierights @wh0re-behavi0r @disasterbuckdiaz @wildlife4life @spaceprincessem @hippolotamus

#buddie #buddie wip #evan 'buck' buckley #eddie diaz #911 #just me and my duck agenda #😂#also #clipboard!buck #teaser tidbit tuesday #i started this last night #it’s already over 3k #🙃

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Trigun Stampede Character Thoughts: Vash

I've been putting off this write-up since I finished the show if for no other reason than whenever I go to analyze this funky little dude my entire brain just stalls and goes

✨ Hi, Vash. Hi. :) ✨

...anyways.

Here's a quick collection of thoughts on him now that I am finally more coherent! The hardest part of this was trying to make something readable with the sheer amount of things I could say about him. Geez.

(Please note that I have only watched Trigun Stampede! As of this moment, I am starting the manga and have not seen 98 Trigun. I thought it might be interesting to compare and contrast once I've read the manga. Bear with me in the meantime!)

Right off the bat, the show introduces us to who Vash is as a character - a pacifistic gunman who, while incredibly skilled, avoids confrontation when at all possible. When Meryl accuses him of running away out of fear, it's pretty quickly made apparent that, while it is out of some semblance of fear, it is not fear for himself. Rather, his concerns lie with other people's well-being first and foremost.

Or, really, his concerns lie near completely with other people's well-being. What happens to him is of very little consequence if it means everyone else is okay.

I want to talk about three different things when it comes to Vash, namely:

His incredible skill and competence

His terrible self-image

His solidly held pacifistic convictions

Skill and Competence

Ohhhh ok. So, I can't really comment on exact positions or maneuvers (I used to do martial arts pretty extensively, but it's obviously not the same kind and I know absolutely nothing about guns or marksmanship sorry), but I can sure tell you that I loved the way the animators had Vash move in episode 1 right before he pulls out his gun for the first time. I wish I knew how to make gifs properly because I would totally make one of that part. Even before Roberto's line that "acting brave is foolish" and "he's not long for this world" had finished, I was already convinced of the exact opposite. As someone who's done martial arts. Guys. The way he moves here.

It's a three step movement - he steps to the right, then to the left in an almost meandering way, shifting his body weight as he goes, before he grounds himself in a wide stance. It's slow, fluid, and calculated - a distinct contrast from his often jerky, exaggerated motions that we saw earlier. God I wish I had a gif. I don't think I can simply explain how insane it makes me. The animators could've just had him approach directly or run up to it - a lot of the times, with action heroes, there's a lot of flashy motion or jumping around, etc., which looks cool but isn't exactly something to be role modelling in an actual fight lol. But here? In the next episode, Nebraska mockingly says "this isn't the ballet" with regards to the dodging and spinning Vash does, but a lot of his motions... really are dance-like. He's damn near effortlessly shifting his center of gravity while remaining fluid in motion and completely balanced. No novice moves like that. He clearly has a lot of experience. For me watching, Roberto's line was refuted before he even finished it.

...which of course makes it even funnier when he realizes he's out of bullets. Oh, buddy. You looked so cool for a second there. Hjhdfnv

Really though, pay attention to the way he moves while fighting or shooting. He's always well-grounded, and the more serious the situation, the more fluidly and less exaggeratedly he moves. It's so, so cool. I don't know if I've quite seen that kind of motion in animation before, especially cgi (though it is possible I just haven't seen enough too...hehe...).

The episode 12 fight too! Again, Vash is balanced, even as he's being knocked backwards. He falls correctly, and allows his body to move with the gun. All his motions are precise and fluid. Contrast that to Nai, who is, uh... totally unbalanced lmao.

And then the way he tucks before he jumps out the window! The animation actually convinced me of this guy's over 100 years of experience. I actually believe it.

What's nice is that Vash, too, is aware of his own skill. He moves with a lot of confidence, and he clearly has a great degree of trust in his own ability to fight and shoot without seriously harming anyone - not once does he show the slightest bit of doubt in his abilities. One might expect, given Vash's refusal to kill, that he might be worried about accidental injuries when in the middle of a gunfight - but he isn't. Ever. The only way I can interpret this is complete confidence in his own abilities, and he most likely trained hard to specifically ensure that this would never be a concern. The trope of "character who doesn't want to fight or hurt people turns out to be really insanely skilled/strong" is always cool and fun, but in this context it's really a neat take on it, since I feel it is only because he refuses to kill that he intentionally developed such god-tier level marksmanship - I am going to go out on a limb here and assume it is much easier to accidentally inflict serious injury with a gun than it is to actively avoid doing so lol. He probably worked at being a really good fighter and gunman specifically so he could avoid killing.

I also find it kind of refreshing that he never calls his skills into question, since that does tend to happen with characters who have a poor self-image or low esteem. Which, uh, takes me to the next point.

Self-Image

Yeah, Vash's self-image is kind of in the gutter. He places the blame for all the tragedies that follow him on himself, despite the fact that he always puts in his full effort to prevent them from happening.

The majority of this ties back to his feelings of culpability for the fall. I want to direct your attention to the scene where Vash is digging the tally marks into the wall in episode 8 - it can't possibly be the number of days that have passed since we see the transition of the sun only twice and Brad looks shocked when he sees the all the tallies (which he wouldn't be if they had been there for that many days). With the way Vash's tallies look a bit like crosses and the fact that he greeted the people in cryosleep on Ship 5 by name in the first episode, suffice to say, he is probably making a tally of all the people who didn't make it through the crash - people whose deaths he feels personally responsible for.

Really, I wouldn't consider Vash even remotely responsible for any of that - he had the access codes but like. Zero intent or knowledge of what Nai was about to do with them. Regardless, Vash carries the guilt from it in the way Nai won't, because in his mind, someone needs to take accountability. Also important to remember is that the only reason any human being still lives on No Man's Land is because of Rem's sacrifice. Vash needs to maintain his belief in the capacity for human kindness and his no-killing code, because if he doesn't, her sacrifice would be in vain. He keeps her values and beliefs alive. She's in everything he does. Even hollowed out and stripped of his memories and identity, the mass of roots and flowers that engulf July take on her likeness.

So, really, in addition to Vash just being a generally compassionate soul, his staunch pacifism is a refusal to betray her beliefs and let his mother figure die a second time. I need to fucking lie down.

With all this strain he puts on himself, it's really not surprising that when tragedy inevitably strikes, he is very hard on himself, and from what we've seen this actually manifests in a set of consistent self-punishing behaviours - I am of course referring to episode 3's "I don't deserve to cry" and his refusal to eat in episode 4 (despite apparently needing to, unlike Nai). This is very similar to what we see in episode 8 with him as a kid, where he goes somewhat blank (no crying, no anger, all his negativity directed inwards and at himself) and refusing all food except what little he needs to survive because "it's a waste".

The worst part of this though, to me, is that we see from certain throwaway bits ("one bullet is two slices of pizza/two dozen donuts!", his kid self's eagerness at the sight of the birthday cake and the spread of food, his first question on seeing the geranium being to wonder if it is edible) that he not only needs to eat but also seems to enjoy eating - so his refusal to eat is not only a denial of a basic necessity but also of one of the few things he genuinely likes that he will allow himself to partake in. In the context of Rem framing food as something to share with everyone, it also makes me wonder if his self-denial is something along the lines of "I don't deserve to share this with them". In that sense, it's really important that Luida echoes a similar sentiment as Rem (implying she wants to share this food/include him, and that some of Rem's views survive in these remaining people).

I do wonder if, because food is associated with sharing to him, that it has something to do with needing to "earn a place at the table" in a way. While I think Luida was trying her best to juggle a lot on Ship 3 behind the scenes after the fall and clearly didn't want to keep Vash locked up like that, the crew only started treating him better and trusting him after he found a way to help them. The unfortunate view that Vash receives then is: "I need to earn their trust by being helpful." Vash is a chronic people pleaser - I can't think of a single point where he does something solely for his own benefit. He has no desire to scare or harm anyone (quite the opposite!) so he goes out of his way to be as helpful and non-threatening as possible - hiding his true nature as a Plant (to such an extent that he doesn't know anything about his powers and has effectively sealed them away - he's practically human), masking his facial expressions by cleverly hiding his face or letting the light reflect off his glasses, trying to laugh off his competence as luck and his scars as embarrassing.

Is it because he doesn't want to scare people? Is it because he doesn't want to feel othered from them? It's hard to say. It's probably a bit of both.

Nai accuses Vash of loneliness and desiring love, and of seeking to fill that gap by appeasing humans. While I don't think this is necessarily wrong, it can't possibly be accurate as a core motivation, since Vash doesn't seem to really... accept a lot of positive interaction. Whether out of concern for others' safety, a lack of feeling like he deserves it, being secretive about his past and identity, or some combination of the above, Vash tends to leave a lot. He leaves Jeneora Rock's celebration early, tries to walk away from Meryl even as she's calling out to him, runs away from Home when Brad and Luida listen to the recording. He throws walls up and distances himself by laughing things off, or smiling, or simply not explaining anything.

I mentioned this during my live blogging while watching episode 9, but as Independents, it's intriguing to me that both Vash and Nai exist outside the cycle of dependence we see between the Plants and the humans - both of which cannot survive without the other. Nai appears to revel in this detachment, but Vash also seems to self-impose a certain distance between himself and everyone else - for all his friendliness and inability to leave someone hanging who needs help, he practices a lot of recognizably avoidant strategies. He exists on the periphery, never staying in one place too long (he can't), and treating every interaction with a certain kind of resignation - an understanding that it is temporary. He seems to expect the inevitability of being chased out over and over. The slightest of kindnesses given to him he always feels incredibly grateful for. Perhaps he feels that kindness is more than he deserves.

I honestly dread to think how he'll react once he regains his memories of what happened to July. I trust that he'll keep pushing on, as he always does, but is he going to remember that he deserves to eat and smile?

I really hope so. Otherwise I will need Meryl and Wolfwood to bonk him on the head.

Pacifism and Conviction

The thing about Vash's pacifism is that it's very difficult to tell whether it is primarily motivated by love or guilt. Vash carries an incredible amount of survivor's guilt with him and he absolutely is doing his best to keep Rem's memory alive, but I don't think it can be denied that he isn't just acting out Rem's beliefs - he really does believe in them himself. He's also genuinely compassionate and does care and become invested in the well-being of others. In the end, I'm not sure it really matters. I don't think the guilt or love can be easily extricated from each other at this point; they are both powerful drivers of his actions and core to his identity as a person, and while this is not exactly ideal for getting him to be kind to himself, they both strongly feed into his continuous choice to be kind to others.

And it is a choice, not naivety, as pacifism is so often brushed off as. Vash's compassion is something he chooses over and over again, in spite of the way he is often treated, and the way his powers hold far more potential for destruction than even Knives. Wolfwood thinks that Vash doesn't understand harsh realities and is going to receive a rude awakening but he does understand - Vash just chooses not to accept violence as the only way forward and believes that things can change and improve, and is willing to expend that energy and extra hurt into making that a reality. Nai thinks Vash is helpless and brainwashed into his belief - note the way Vash frequently appears as his child self when Nai tampers with his Gate or his memories; the implication here is that Nai sees Vash as incapable of making choices for himself and in need of protection - but not only is this horribly demeaning to Vash's personhood, it simply isn't true. Even Meryl chews him out for what looked like running away to her early on, and Roberto thinks he's going to get himself killed sooner or later. Everyone underestimates Vash, at least at first. And well, it's easy to. He's just a silly little guy! He's a bleeding heart who tries to help everyone he comes across! He talks about nobody needing to die in a world where most everyone is starving and desperate! To the people in-universe, he would look like a total fool, and far too idealistic to last long.

Except, he has. He's around 150 years old, he's scarred to hell and back, but he's still alive and he still chooses kindness. That takes a special kind of improbable mental resilience and stubborn conviction - and that's what most of the other characters overlook. Vash is, indeed, very sensitive and emotional and an idealist - he's also much tougher and more rational than hardly anyone gives him credit for. He's an excellent judge of character too!

His ideals and that stubborn faith are everything that makes Vash who he is.

This scene in episode 12 is the only true moment of triumph in what is otherwise a tragedy all around. Nai would go as far as to destroy Vash’s very identity to get his brother back, but at the cost of losing everything that makes him Vash. These ideals are the core of “Vash the Stampede”, and no matter how foolish they may seem or how little others understand his conviction, this is an identity he has chosen for himself. It’s who he is. And this assertion, coming directly on the heels of Nai trying to erase him and remove that autonomy, is an undeniable brief triumph in the midst of it all. Nai will always be Vash’s brother, and he will always love him I’m sure, but they diverged in their persons a long, long time ago, and Vash adamantly refuses to be an extension of or accomplice to his brother’s crusade of hatred… even if that means going against him.

Vash’s kindness is so necessary to a world like the one we see in the series, on the verge of extinction and giving up. Approaching situations with understanding and communication is really the only way to help improve understanding amongst others - and this is one of his biggest strengths; it's even reflected in his use of his Plant abilities (communicating between himself and the other Plants, the way he can open a path both to and from the higher dimension unlike anyone else). In this way, Vash is something of a necessary conduit. I just wish he'd let himself feel a little more tbh. He represses a lot - he canonically won't allow himself to cry if he feels responsible, any flashes of anger are brief, he doesn't stick around to have fun really. Personally, I'd like to see him allow himself grief through tears, a little bit of genuine letting loose and celebrating, and actually expressing things like irritation and annoyance next season. Perhaps that's wishful thinking.

I don't know how to accurately summarize my thoughts on Vash well enough other than to say, in keeping with the whole Plant thing, he reminds me strongly of dandelions. Bright, cheery, grow through cracks and root where you don't expect them to ever be able to eke out a living. Regarded as a weed by many but very difficult to get rid of. Hardy, resilient, and pop back up after being beaten down. Kids make wishes on them.

Anyways. Hugs him hugs him hugs him x 60,000,000,000

#fuck this is absolute garbage but i've run out of steam and the words just aren't happening so this is what i have to offer lol #i feel like i could've expressed a LOT of these points better. alas. after days of working on this it's what i've got.#when i do the other character thoughts i'll expand on the relationship between the twins #and... whatever is going on with wolfwood (their conflicting views but also concern?)#but for now i think this will have to do i've rambled enough #storyrambles #<-sure did.#trigun #tristamp #trigun stampede #vash the stampede #tristamp meta #<-it's more a messy word collection than a meta but. sure. idk how to tag this agh #if i have referenced something incorrectly please let me know and i'll fix it!

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purplevortexx · 1 year

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Mixed Up Match Up

summary: in which you meet someone new and don’t realise you could have met him long before you did.

pairing: robert ’bob’ floyd X reader

warnings: ROBERTA

words: 3.7k

a/n: some cute Bob fluff for you all, enjoy! Feedback is always appreciated! 🫶

Also… ROBERTA IS BACK BITCHES!

tag list: @call-sign-jinx @shrimping-for-all

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“Roberta, I’m here.” You yell as you step through the familiar blue front door armed with a black cat in one hand and your bag in the other.

Placing down the meowing ball of fluff in your arms, you watch as your bundle of black fur disappears round the corner into the kitchen, no doubt searching for her favourite person. You hear a slight clatter, followed by a call of “Y/N honey I’m just baking, come through to the kitchen dear.” You follow the path that your cat, Donut, has taken and are greeted with a delicious smell as you enter the kitchen.

Looking across the room, you see that Donut has comfortably perched herself on the windowsill, fluffy tail waving lazily as she receives scratches on her stomach from Roberta who is mumbling loving praise to the little black cat. “Smells delicious in here!” You tell Roberta in greeting.

“Thank you sweetheart. My grandson’s coming over later, I’m making cookies for him. Chocolate chip, his favourite.” You take a breath in, waiting for the words you know are coming, “He’s still single you know, lovely boy, and he’s in the navy. He’s a-“

“Provider, my baby boy.” You finish for her, having heard all about Roberta’s grandson multiple times before.

Roberta rolls her eyes at you but presses on, “I’m sorry Y/N but I really think you should meet him. And wouldn’t Donut just love another parent!”

“Roberta,” you chastise her affectionately. “I already told you I’m ok as I am. If I meet someone I meet them, I don’t need you setting me up with your grandson.” You turn, making your way to the front door. “Plus Donut hates everyone that isn’t you or me.”

“But-“ she starts, following you out into the hall. You turn slightly. Only then catching a glimpse of her apron donning the phrase ‘your opinion wasn’t in the recipe’ You chuckle at the apron before opening the door.

“Bye Roberta, I’ll be back around 5 for Donut, don’t let her out with the chickens again” you say, bidding her goodbye.

The walk to your flower store is thankfully pretty short so you get there within plenty of time to set up for opening. When the alarm on your phone chimes, telling you it’s opening time, you’ve already completed 2 arrangements that are due to be picked up that afternoon as well as another to sit on the display table. Humming contentedly to yourself, you carry the display arrangement to the table and place a price card on it before heading out with your signs and keys. Grabbing the rubber door stop from behind the counter, you prop the door open before pulling your signs out onto the sidewalk. As you move through the doorway, the bottom of one sign catches the doorstop, pulling it from where it is nestled under the door. Your eyes widen in panic as you watch the door start to close on you. Unfortunately there’s nothing you can do but prepare to feel it hit you in the face.

You screw your eyes shut in preparation but then you hear a voice “woah, I got it.” And then… nothing. You open your eyes slowly and are met by the sight of your saviour who has a soft smile and rosy cheeks. He pulls the offending door wide open and grabs one of the signs from you. “You ok?” He asks and you nod dumbly.

It takes you a few seconds to find your voice. “Uh yeah thank you.” You place the remaining sign in your grasp in its place before grabbing the one from the handsome stranger and settling that down on the other side of the door. As you turn to go back into the store, you notice the stranger move to walk in behind you.

“Oh were you needing some flowers?”

He nods eagerly. “Yeah, for my grandmother.” You wonder fleetingly if Roberta’s grandson would buy her flowers but shake off the thought as the cute guy in front of you continues talking. “I’ve been away working for a while and she always likes it when I get flowers for her when I visit.” His explanation nearly makes you swoon and pretty sure you may have just met your dream guy.

You ask him a couple of questions about what kind of bouquet he wants to buy including a price range and preferred colours which he answers readily. It’s hard to keep yourself focused as you keep meeting his eyes when you glance up to ask another question. Each time your eyes meet his own blue ones he offers a small smile, his cheeks slowly becoming more red.

“Ok,” you say, snapping yourself out of whatever cringy haze this guy has put you under. “So I’m pretty busy today but your order should be ready by tomorrow morning. You tell him “you can pay for it now or on collection, it’s up to you.”

“I’ll pay now,” he says, pulling out his wallet and you nod, putting the total through the register.

“Can I take a name for the order? Just a first name is fine.” It’s not like you’ll forget him in a hurry but it never hurts to be professional.

“Sure, it’s Bob.” He tells you, shy grin still fixed on his face.

“Well Bob, thank you for saving me from death by door.” You chime, raising your eyebrows in amusement.

He chuckles, rubbing a hand over the back of his neck. “Oh it’s nothing really, the worst you woulda got is a black eye.”

“Well in that case, thank you for helping me avoid a black eye.” You say and he chuckles again in response. You’re pretty sure Bob has no idea you’re attempting to flirt with him.

“Anytime,” he pauses, eyes dropping to your embroidered apron “Y/N”. You feel the corners of your mouth turn up as he says your name. You fall silent, attempting to avoid Bob’s bashful gaze so as not to embarrass yourself further.

Reprieve from your situation comes in the form of your phone’s ringtone blaring out on the counter. You mutter an apology to Bob before grabbing the device and holding up to your ear. “It’ll be ready tomorrow morning.” You tell Bob once again and he nods in understanding.

“Alright, thanks Y/N.” He says, and with that he gives you a parting nod and leaves you to answer the incoming call.

True to your words to Bob, you do in fact have a really busy day at the store meaning you only get to Roberta’s to pick up Donut just after 5:30. You’re already apologising as you walk in the door. “I’m so sorry, I’m late!” You’re greeted with the sight of Roberta sat on the couch with her husband next to her reading a book and Donut sound asleep between them, claws seemingly digging into Jerry’s thigh.

Roberta waves your apology off. “Not to worry dear, these things happen. Although you did just miss my grandson.” You roll your eyes.

“Roberta, for the last time, please stop trying to set me up with him!”

Jerry sighs softly from next to his wife. “Honestly Roberta, let them live. Who knows, Y/N might already have a lover hm?” You cringe at Jerry’s choice of words and shake your head.

“Only me and Donut,” you confirm your relationship status, giving a pointed look to Roberta. “Just the way I like it.” At the mention of her name, the little black cat hops up from where she’d been asleep on the couch between the Floyds and jumps happily into your arms as if confirming your statement.

Roberta just chuckles, taking a sip from her glass of wine. “We’ll see honey,” she tells you. It creeps you out the way she does that. It’s as if she knows that you met someone you kind of like. You’d write it off as a coincidence but it’s happened before. The day after a particularly disastrous date you’d had a few months ago, Roberta had asked you how it went despite you never telling her about it in the first place.

“I swear she’s freaking psychic.” You mutter under your breath, hiding your face in your cat’s fur, quiet enough for Roberta not to hear.

She does however notice that you have said something, “what was that dear?” She asks and you shrug and shake your head.

“Nothing, just talking to Donut” you reply, stroking the purring ball of fluff in your arms who lets out a soft, contented meow. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” You say, giving a soft smile to Jerry and a small wave to Roberta.

Before you can leave though, Roberta stops you, “oh honey I completely forgot to tell you, Jerry and I are meeting up with some friends tomorrow so I won’t be able to watch this little angel.” She confesses, moving to stand next to you and lay a hand over Donut’s head.

“Little angel my ass,” Jerry mutters, turning the page of his book. “Scratches me any chance she gets that little demon.” Roberta hits her husband lightly on his shoulder as a means of chastising him but he just shrugs and returns to his book, still muttering about ‘that darn cat’.

At the thought of donut having to come with you to work tomorrow, flashbacks from the last time she was in the store plague your mind. Now Donut is generally a very well behaved cat but she tends to get bored quite easily so before Roberta started watching her every day, she had to come with you to work. This resulted in many flowers being eaten and a few displays ripped by tiny kitten claws. It did cease slightly when you brought a bed and toys for Donut to entertain herself throughout the day but when it came close to closing time, and you putting things away, she’d more often than not find something to rip to shreds.

You make a mental note to dig out the spare cat bed from your spare bedroom, along with some toys and pack some food for Donut tomorrow. “It’s alright,” you tell Roberta, “you guys have fun. I guess Donut’ll just have to stay in the store with me all day tomorrow.”

And with that you bid them farewell, giving your cat-sitter a light hug on your way out.

The next morning is more hectic than usual. You had called your mother the night before, asking if she was able to have donut for the day but she declined, stating her new boyfriend was allergic to cats. You’re almost convinced he’s posted on Facebook about having 2 cats before but opt not to get into an argument with your mother about her boyfriends non-existent cat allergy.

After dragging out various cat supplies and sorting them into bags you’re ready to leave for work- albeit 20 minutes later than usual. Not stopping at Roberta’s helps you catch up some lost time, meaning you’re not as late as you first thought but you’re still rushing once you get to the shop, armed with a wriggling cat and all her supplies.

Thankfully, it only takes you a few minutes to set up a corner for Donut for the day, leaving her bed just behind the counter. She slinks tentatively towards it before settling herself in and falling asleep nearly straight away. You sigh in relief, at least she doesn’t seem to want to destroy your store today.

As it’s nearly opening time, you unlock the door and put the signs out before grabbing your diary and opening it to your ‘to do’ list for today.

You quickly get lost in the tasks at hand, barely hearing the the bell attached to the shop door when it chimes softly a couple of hours later, signalling someone has entered the store. “I’ll be out in a minute!” You yell, spotting a shadow of figure stood at the counter.

“Take your time,” the customer hollers back. You stand on your tip toes, straining to reach the tissue paper on the top shelf that would look perfect wrapped around the bouquet you’d just put together for Dotty who lives next door to your mother. You manage to grab the paper and quickly finish off the arrangement before heading out to the front of the store where you’re greeted with a strange sight.

Bob is stood at the counter, which in itself is not all that odd considering he has an order to pick up. What perplexes you is the fact that he’s scratching a purring Donut carefully behind her ears and she’s not attempting to dig her claws into his arm. You’ve lost count of the amount of customers Donut had injured in her time being with you but for some reason she’s decided that Bob is worthy. Not that you blame her of course, he seems pretty worthy to you too- maybe Roberta was right about Donut needing another parent.

The bespectacled man looks up as you make your way to stand behind the counter, noting the way your eyes widen as you take in him stroking your cat. Your bewildered look between him and your feline causes Bob to panic and pause his petting of Donut who leaps from the counter to sit neatly on his shoulder. “Sorry, she just came up to me, I should’ve asked!” He explains, wrapping his hand around Donut’s middle, ready to remove her from his shoulder.

“No you’re fine!” You assure him and he lowers his hand “it’s just she’s never like this with anyone else, she literally hates everyone.” You tell him, chuckling at the sight of Donut happily perched on Bob’s shoulder, tail swaying and tickling the back of his neck.

“Well in that case, I’m honoured.” He says, scratching the chin of the purring ball of fluff. “Does Roberta Floyd watch her at all? It’s just I swear this is the same cat that I saw yesterday.”

You nod in confirmation, reaching out yourself to pet Donut, who is close to falling asleep. “Uh-huh, Donut here goes to Roberta’s when I’m working. She’s out today so it’s ‘bring your cat to work and hope she doesn’t destroy your store’ day for me today,” you ramble, watching as the corner of Bob’s lips turn up at your words. “How do you know Roberta?” You ask. It’s likely Bob’s a new neighbour or maybe related to someone who is. All the scenarios of his connection to your cat-sitter run through your mind but you aren’t prepared for the real reason he knows Roberta.

“She’s my grandmother,”

You nearly faint on the spot. Bob, wonderful, cute, sweet Bob is the grandson Roberta has been trying to set you up with. “Seriously?” You ask, the borderline panicked tone of your voice waking donut from her nap on Bob’s shoulder causing her to jump off the man and walk out of the room.

Bob scratches the back of his neck nervously, “uh…yeah?” It comes out phrased more as a question from Bob, who is thoroughly confused by your reaction.

“Oh my god,”

“Everything ok?” Bob asks, unsure what to do about your current state.

“Uh yeah… it’s just” you cringe inwardly, trying to find the best words. “Um, I’m pretty sure Roberta’s been trying to set me up with you for months.” You say the last sentence with haste, ripping the proverbial band-aid off quickly. “I mean, unless you have a brother?”

He nods quickly, “Um I do have a brother but he’s married so…”

“Right, well I guess it is you she’s been trying to set me up with then” you confirm, rubbing a hand over your arm nervously.

As he takes in your words, Bob turns bright red and his eyes become comically wide. “Oh my god, that makes so much sense.”

“Wait what?”

“I always get her flowers when I come home to visit. She asked me to come here specifically this time, said you do the best flowers in town.” You scoff in disbelief and Bob carries on talking. “They really are the best in town though,” he says weakly, looking down at his shoes and your cheeks start to heat up at his bashful compliment.

“I can’t believe this,” you state, running your hands over your face, unable to grasp that Roberta has meddled this much in both yours and her grandson’s love lives.

Unfortunately Bob takes your statement as you being pissed off at him, which is the furthest thing from the disbelief and slight amusement you’re actually feeling. As such, the bespectacled man in front of you continues his admittedly cute rambling.

“I am so sorry!” He tells you earnestly, his hands wringing together anxiously as he speaks. “She likes to meddle and I promise I didn’t know but I don’t want you to be freaked out so I can just-“

“Bob!” You cut off his rambling by taking hold of both his shoulders

“Yeah?”

“It’s ok, I know you had nothing to do with it.” Bob deflated in relief, “I’m not even mad!” You say and he cocks his head to the side in confusion.

“You’re not?” He asks, in awe that you’re taking this so well. “She basically parent trapped us,” he mutters and you bite your lip to keep a laugh from escaping.

Bob catches sight of the mischievous sparkle in your eye and smiles himself. “What?” He asks,

“I mean you’ve gotta admit, she did get it right.” You say quietly. Bob clears his throat anxiously, and you really hope you’re not getting the wrong end of the stick. You remove your hands from his shoulders, watching as Bob flinches at the loss of contact. He follows your arms with his gaze and in an unexpected move, slides his hands down them until they’re grasping your own.

You glance down to your joined hands and chuckle softly, rubbing your thumb over the back of Bob’s hands. You both stand there, staring at each other intently until Bob breaks the silence with a gentle confession.

“Y’know… uh… I was going to ask you out today,” he admits, face growing redder by the second.

You squeeze his now clammy hands in reassurance. “You still can.”

“Would you want to grab a coffee or go to dinner or something? With me of course. You can bring Donut, I love cats! And dogs… and any animal really! But polar bears freak me out… and butterflies. Once when I was little I-“

“Bob.” You interrupt his sweet rambling again, fondness coating your words. “We can talk about that over dinner yeah?”

“Really?” He asks, dumbfounded that you’d actually want to go out with him.

You nod in confirmation, “uh-huh. Say tomorrow at like 8?” Bob’s eyes widen, trying to process the fact that you agreed to a date with him, even after he told you he’s afraid of butterflies. “You pick the place, I’m fine with pretty much anything.” You tell him and he nods.

“Uh… sure sure, I’ll uh get right on that.” He says and you pull your hands away from his to reach over the counter for your phone. You hold it out to him expectantly and it takes him a few seconds to realise you want him to put his number in.

“Sorry,” he mumbles, cringing at the fact his ability to act like a human being has seemingly gone out of the window. You just shake your head and smile fondly as he types his number into your phone. He doesn’t realise the way he’s acting right now is exactly why you find him so endearing.

He hands your phone back to you with a shy smile, “I guess I should leave you to work then huh?” He says and you nod.

“I guess so,” you reply, taking a step forward so you’re close enough to press a small kiss to his cheek. “I’ll see you tomorrow Bob.”

He grins, “yeah, I’ll text you.” He says and goes to leave your store.

“Uh, Bob?”

“Hm?” He turns back to face you, smile dropping to a look of embarrassment when he spies the bouquet of flowers in your arms.

“Don’t forget Roberta’s flowers.” You call, holding back a chuckle as Bob takes the flowers from your grasp. “Goodbye Bob,” You say, keeping your eyes on him until he’s exited the store, giving you an awkward, dorky wave as he leaves.

Dinner turns out to be amazing and one date turns into two which turns into many, many more as time passes. Eventually you both know you need to come clean to Roberta, which means admitting to Bob’s grandmother that she was right which the stubborn part of you doesn’t want to do.

When you and Bob decide to visit his grandmother together one evening, you walk into her house hand in hand so there’s no mistaking what you are to each other. When you enter, the meddling woman claps her hands together in glee, eyes widening in pure joy when she sees your hands entwined. She goes to speak but before she can you jump in. “Not a damn word,” you tell her and she pulls her fingers up to her lips miming keeping them zipped.

In true Roberta fashion however, she does not stay quiet the whole evening. It’s not as if either you or Bob were expecting her to but it makes you feel slightly sheepish when she says, “now wouldn’t this have been so much easier if you’d have let me set you up weeks ago?” She asks.

“Grandma!” Bob chastises and she just shrugs.

“I’m just sayin’ Y/N didn’t have to nearly get knocked out by a door in order for you two to meet.” She says, placing a hand on her hip.

You see Bob’s mouth open and close, trying to find words to fight back but he can’t find any. You sigh, looking at Roberta fondly and deciding to take one for the team. “Okay fine Roberta , you were right!” A smug smile takes over her lips, “but we got there in the end! It was a bit unorthodox sure but we’re here now right Bob?” You throw the conversation to the man sat next to you who nods, looking into your eyes with pure adoration.

“Wouldn’t change it for the world,” he tells you, bringing your hand up to kiss the back of it.

You smile at the gesture and look up to where Roberta is watching your romantic exchange and decide in that exact moment that you wouldn’t change a thing either.

#bob top gun #top gun: maverick #bob floyd x female reader #bob floyd #robert bob floyd #robert bob floyd x reader #top gun fic #bob floyd fic #robert ‘bob’ floyd x reader #robert ‘bob’ floyd #bob x reader #bob floyd x reader

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tickling-giggles · 2 years

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ollo! im the anon from before and if ur able to may i request a momojirou fic, where the two are on a date and momo sneaks in tickles on her legs and pokes on her sides, then eventually tickles on the neck when shes found out?

Date Night

A/N: I HATE MYSELF FOR THINKING ALL OF MY STUFF DONE DISAPPEARED IM JUST SLOW🥲🥲 (but idm because I’m BACK IN ACTION I also was trying to catch up on some assignments 🫣✨✨)

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“Wow this place is really rocking Momo” Jirou smiled as they both sat down at there booth. “Aww sweetheart you don’t have to be so formal” momo smirked.

“Shut your face” jirou blushed as she joking kneed her girlfriend. “Jirou that was incredibly rude” momo joked as her girlfriend laughed.

Momo being in a playful mood decides to mess with her girlfriend she sneaks and quickly spiders her girlfriends knee.

Jirou letting out muffled giggles she was confused what had just tickled her. She looked at her girlfriend to see if she was the cause of it.

“I know I’m not a hallucinating I swear I felt something tickle me”

“Everything ok darling” momo asked trying to sound as innocent as possible. “Y-yeah I’m good” she lied embarrassed to tell her what happened.

Momo then pinched her side quickly moving her hand on her lap. Jirou jerking towards her girlfriend letting out a bit of laughter.

“Ok no I I know I’m not hallucinating this time” jirou accidentally says out loud. “Hm? Did you says something dear?” Momo acts confused. “Wha- oh nonono nothing it’s nothing” jirou lies knowing it her girlfriend.

Momo starts poking her some more

Jirou tried to refrain from reacting so much

Poke

Momo soon switched to poking at jirous neck.

Poke

Poke poke

Jirou was for sure the next time she was poke that she would retaliate. After they finished dinner they left the restaurant and started walking to the park and sat on one of the benches.

Poke

Jirou requested a hug from her girlfriend. And momo not knowing what jirou had planned she gave her a hug. Jirou started lightly scratching her girlfriends neck. “EEHehe jihirohou dehear” momo squeaked not expecting it. “S’mthing wrong” jirou teased as she used one of her earphone jacks to scribble her side. “GYAhaha”.

“JIhirohou stahahap it”.

“Whaaaaaat I can’t give my gorgeous girlfriend affection” jirou teased as she drilled her fingers into her ribs. “GYAAHAHAHAHA KYOHOHO JIROHOHOHU EMBARRASSIHIHIHIHING” momo shrieked.

“Aww baby you gotta use your words so I can understand you”. Jirou cooed. “KYOHO*snort*HOHOKA *snort* AHAHA STAHAHAHA” Momo snorted as she weakly gripped Jirou’s wrists.

Momo currently laughing out loud and snorting in public was the best reason for her to destroy you (even though no one was really around)

Everyone in 1-A knows that if you make momo snort she’ll tickle you till your sobbing and begging for forgiveness Denki and Kirishima Todoroki and Bakugou experienced it once before.

“Uh Oh see Mina wants me to help her so I gotta go by I lohove you”jirou started giggling as she scrambled to runaway. “Yohohu are in sohoo much trouble missy GEHET BACK HERE!” momo chased right after her.

#momojirou #momojiroutickle #mha tickles #mha tickling #mha tickle fic #bnha tickle #bnha tickling #bnha tickles #anon request #kiara writes #tickle fic #anime tickling #tickle drabble

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burningcrab · 2 years

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✨🤡🙋‍♀️👀 for the fic writer asks!

:0 wow ok uh (the ask game in question)

✨ Give you and your writing a compliment. Go on now. You know you deserve it. 😉

oh god my weakness. uh. i think im pretty good at establishing character? ive written a few blaseball short circuits fics which basically involves introducing the reader to a bunch of guys who existed for two weeks. and uh. idk. i like writing “meet our protagonist” scenes

🤡 What's a line, scene, or exchange you've written that made you laugh?

okay gonna plug my lil layna-does-swing-dancing fic bc i enjoyed writing this part

So she shut up and practiced the lifts. Getting picked up and flipped around was a sometimes-exciting, sometimes-awkward affair that got a nearby Mechanic kicked in the horns. Coolname’s song ended, and “DJ Solid” spun up a track request from one of the Breath Mints. “Gonna be like ‘Oh, hello Layna, how has your night been’ when I get to her,” Layna mumbled under her breath. “Oh, thanks for asking, Goodwin, it was really cool, I’ve been learning to swing accompanied by the dulcet tones of Linkin Park. Hey, you wanna give it a whirl? Maybe they’ll put on some speed metal for us.”

Mindy spun Layna around again. “Shh.”

“Fine.” She let Mindy lead them in a triple step while the vocalist yelled about wounds that would not heal.

🙋‍♀️ Do any irl people know you write fanfic?

two therapists and also sam. hi sam if you see this. if anyone else knows it is not by my choice

👀 Tell me about an up and coming wip please!

ok im gonna do two for my Main Fandoms atm. blaseball fic tentatively titled they say misery loves company but honestly your company is what’s making me miserable is a SC2 fic about hops greene, seattle garage and worst pitcher in the league, and lila icicle, boston flower and worst batter in the league, and the five times they faced off this one game. it’s maybe two-thirds done and i’m plugging away at it after getting distracted for like seven months.

the other one is a vague exploration into rejoining the worm fanfic world, currently titled thanks for your time. it’s about two protectorate superheroes, Bubblegum and Newsie, and trying to be a superhero in DC when the country is falling apart and your own city doesn’t trust you to save it. that one’s still in outlines, but i have a first chapter i’m pretty happy with. no idea if i’ll ever finish it

#blaseball #uhhh not tagging worm bc it isnt a major part of the post #anyway. this was very fun i forgot i like talking about myself #fic emojis ask game

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emotionallyunavailablepiscean · 2 years

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Hii I would like to join in ur wedding game! For ur venus sign... Hmm.. I think u have Venus in Scorpio😆 for my tropical sun sign its Gemini. How abt urs? For the wedding, I would like to knw abt what kind of dress I will be wearing and how my groom will be feeling that day (i hope he cries with tears of joy that day🥲😆) And maybe how grand our wedding will be. U can tell me anything that comes up💒

hello!! thanks for the wait!

ok you mentioned in DMs your intials

here's the reading you requested (wish i was a scorpio venus they're usually at least physically attractive 😭 anyway.)

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Your future wedding will potentially be like the below description and pictures:

Since you requested the following details, here you go (+more details since you requested, I love that)

Dress!

- Okay, not sure if main dress but I saw a sparkly brown/gold coloured dress. Like super sparkly and long. And I also heard "chiffon" and saw a white or pale beige ish dress with pink-ish floral decorations you might want to google that because there's a wide variety of Chiffon gowns they look pretty and casual but also some look really good and classic whilst simple.

How will the groom feel?

- Why did I see a sparkly blazer omg ✨ Idk it could be black but I saw that lol and a bowtie on him. I think the groom could feel emotional, I'm not really getting whether he'll cry but I think it will be emotional during the wedding, I saw either of you two putting the ring on the other person and tbh I can see the bride being red in the face/a little teary.

How grand?

- I don't know why but when I asked this question I saw a girl in casual clothing, I see a lot of flowers too but I think it could be rather casual. If you don't want a casual wedding though please feel free to ignore me, do a grand wedding and please don't hold back, but I do get a sense that it could be kinda casual an occasion.

Other: I heard 'children', there could be children singing aww, also saw a blonde girl in a dress with a blue ribbon. I got invisible string by Taylor Swift 🥰😍, I'm so jealous omg🥺, uh baby you deserve a great wedding so get it! It's such a peaceful song which could mean the wedding will be a peaceful event. Idk why even though you talk enthusiastically in the ask I also get peaceful vibe from you, also I think the wedding will be an indoor wedding it looked like indoors with brown/wood interior walls/floors and perhaps white tablecloths or tables?

I just wanna say that it was easier connecting to your energy than connecting to others and I feel so grateful because I only have the time to do and finish one/two readings today :'p

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azulmagpie · 2 years

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lokislastlove · 2 years

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Sweat and Sacrifice (SoftDark!Steve x Reader) p4

Summary: You decide to meet face to face for the first time at a football game on Christmas and it’s not what you expected.

Warnings: None this chapter 😬

Notes: Ok seriously, I’m almost finished. I really do think the next chapter is the last one … if this man starts cooperating. Wish me luck. ❤️ and thank you for all your feedback guys, it has made me feel so indescribably happy. I can’t thank y’all enough. Happy New Year everyone!!🥂✨

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Time spent with Steve is a whirlwind. After the Christmas game he takes two days off and spends it locked away in his mansion with you. Every excuse you make to leave is easily dismissed as he finds more things for you to do with him. Even basics like clothes and toiletries he is prepared for, with an entire section of his closet already dedicated to you.

“Did you get these for me… or are these for general use when you have ladies over?” Your teasing tone masks your anxiety, unsure which explanation is worse.

“You’re the only girl in my life,” he says as he kisses your bare shoulder and leaves you to dress.

You spend your time exploring the endless entertainment within his dazzling house. Swimming in the indoor pool, a few rounds of Horse on the basketball court, riding his horses around the multiple acre estate, movie marathons in his home theater, rounds of pool and cocktails in the billiard room. You get swept up in the fantasy. He’s like a dream, sweet but dominating when he gets horny, and eager to please – in more ways than one.

You don’t even realize you haven’t looked at your phone by the end of the second day until one of Steve’s assistants barges in with concerns about a missing persons report with the local authorities.

You rush to plug in your phone, after retrieving it from the depths of your purse. After a few minutes of pacing it buzzes back to life with a myriad of missed calls, voicemails and texts. Your stomach drops as you realize you are supposed to be back at work tomorrow too. You quickly call your father and after a tirade from your mother you are able to assure them of your safety.

Steve lingers in the doorway as you finish up damage control, sending out apologies to friends and family, most just wanting to gossip about your ‘new boyfriend’. Lastly, you call the police station, clearing the report and promising to come in to sign a few things at your earliest convenience.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t think…” Steve mumbles regretfully as you hang up the phone.

“It’s not your fault, we both got a bit carried away with it all,” you reassure. “But can’t avoid reality forever,” you sigh.

“I guess,” he mutters with a frown.

“Do you think you could drive me home? I have to get ready for work tomorrow.”

“If that’s what you want,” he nods sadly.

The drive back to your apartment in the city is quiet, air thick with unspoken words and feelings. You can tell Steve is upset and you try to break the tension by talking about how amazing the past few days have been. As he pulls up to the curb he frowns up at your generic brick building and the pile of rubbish decorating the street.

“Thank you, Steve. For everything,” you smile and squeeze his hand, which has been resting on your thigh the entire ride.

He nods and reluctantly pulls away. You lean over the console and kiss his cheek, “text me and let me know you made it home ok.”

He huffs lightly through his nose and your brows furrow but you say nothing else. Your hand grips the handle and you go to push open the door but the lock clicks into place. You frown and turn to look at him.

“What are you doing for New Years?” He asks quickly.

“Uh, no set plans. I got invited to a work party, but I don’t really care for most of my coworkers, so I’ll probably skip it.”

He nods, brows raising hopefully, “spend it with me?”

You bite your lip as you consider his request. “Okay,” you nod with a smile.

“Okay,” he breaths in relief, his face lighting up with the same boyish glee he had the past two days.

You laugh and clear your throat, “uh… can you open the door now Steve?”

“Oh, yeah,” he laughs, embarrassed.

“I’ll see you soon,” you promise before stepping out of the car and into your apartment.

You watch him pull away through the small lobby door and stop at your mailbox before heading up. The feeling of home is a relief, like you can breath for the first time in days. You open the dented metal door and pull out the stack of bills and junk mail, flipping through them as you wait in the janky elevator.

A plain white envelope with your name written in black marker catches your attention and you tear it open as the door dings, announcing your floor. You gasp as you step into the hall, angry red ink spelling out ‘fucking slut’ scribbled across a news article with your face on it.

You crumple up the paper in your fist and hurry to your door, shaky hands rattling the keys as you try to fit them in the hole. You push in to your stuffy apartment and toss the pile of mail on the kitchen counter. The smell of home brings a bit of comfort as you twist the deadbolt and let your head cool against the door.

Upon opening your eyes you notice movement through the spy hole and hushed whispers trickle through the door. You focus through the lens and spot your nosy neighbors from down the hall, two haughty young girls who had barely spared you a second glance or even a simple ‘hi’ in over the past three years.

“Do it!” The blond urges.

“YOU do it,” the redhead pushes the other in front of her.

You narrow your eyes at their noisy excitement, “go away,” you bark through the door.

They jump but don’t move. “Is it true you’re dating Steve Rogers?” The blond persists.

“I still think she’s blackmailing him or something. How does that man fall for someone like her?“ The other scoffs meanly.

“Shut up, Jules!” She scolds her friend over her shoulder. “All I’m trying to say is… maybe if he has friends you could introduce us?”

You cringe at the thought, “no, sorry. Now, please leave me alone.”

Jules clicks her tongue, “see? Told you she was a bitch, Cass. Next time the paparazzi come sniffing, I’m totally letting them in.”

You watch the redhead pull her disappointed friend back down to their apartment and breathe out a temporary sigh of relief.

“Fuck,” you curse into the thin wood door. Would paparazzi really care about you? What else has happened while you were hidden away in your little fairytale fantasy?

You try to fight the urge, knowing no good will come of it. A shower distracts you for a bit, but as soon as you draw back the curtain you find yourself sitting on the edge of your bed, your laptop balanced on your legs as you nervously google your name.

Your phone buzzes on the side table as you click on the article titled ‘Superstar Steve Roger’s Mysterious New Girlfriend’. You scan through the article, appalled by the mixture of facts and falsehoods perfectly melded together to paint the worst picture of you.

They call you a distraction, a “surprising taste”, insinuating Steve’s exhaustion with the “usual models” and assume this means Steve is looking to settle down. The article ends with a joke about how this might mean we can “look forward to a future generation of all stars”. The article is brutal, but the comments are far worse.

You feel sick as you blindly reach for your phone, the persistent buzz indicating an incoming call. You answer without looking, a shaky “hello” filling the speaker, though your mind is elsewhere.

“Well, I made it home… and it already feels empty without you.”

You swallow at the sound of Steve’s downtrodden voice and close your eyes as the tears slip down your cheeks. You want to find comfort in his voice, want to believe his affection is real and worth the chaos he has brought to your life, but it’s harder than you expected. Foolishly, you thought you might be able to indulge the fantasy for a short time and still be able to go back to your life as though it never happened, just a funny story to tell the grandkids one day.

“Cupcake?” He asks when you don’t respond.

“Yeah...” your voice cracks.

“What happened? Whats wrong?” he worries.

“Nothing, I just… I don’t know if I can do this, Steve. This is all so much. I don’t think I’m cut out for this kind of public life… the things people are saying.” You sniff, as you scan another article that managed to gather information about you going back to your grade-school days, even including a not-so-flattering picture of you when you were ten.

“What happened?” He says more sternly, bordering on anger.

“It doesn’t matter,” you mutter sadly. “I know you’re used to this, but I’m not. I just need some time, Steve… to think.”

“Listen to me, sweetheart…” he assert, but you don’t hear the rest as the phone falls loosely from your ear and you tap ‘end’.

He rings back instantly but you turn your phone off and bury your head in your pillow, letting the tsunami of emotions stain your worn cotton pillowcase.

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Somehow, you manage to get through your morning routine, hyper-focused, caging those problematic thoughts at the back of your mind for the time being. The drive is peaceful, for the most part, a tiny oasis away from unanswerable questions and lingering looks. You get to the parking lot and pause when you see your boss there waiting with a strained smile.

“Shit, what now,” you whisper to yourself before stepping out of the car to greet him.

“Hi!” He announces awkwardly, bouncing on the balls of his feet.

“Morning, Dan,” you greet, trepidation plain on your face. “Have a good holiday?”

“Yeah, not as good as yours was, I’m sure,” he snorts.

You manage a half-hearted smile and wait for him to continue.

“Alright, I’ll just get right to it. It looks like after the big game, people got curious about you and since then our building has been swarmed with journalists and people with cameras. I’ve been getting a lot of complaints from the staff and customers alike…”

You nod along, your stomach twisting as you wait for the penny to drop.

“… Im at a loss here. You’re a good worker, but I can’t have this sort of disruption on a daily basis and if people think they might catch a glimpse of Rogers here?” He sighs, “I think it will only get worse. I can offer you a week of paid time off to see if things settle down a bit, but if it doesn’t… I think we might have to consider something more permanent.”

He claps your shoulder sympathetically, giving it a soft squeeze as he mutters a solemn apology and turns back to go inside. You stand there a moment trying to catch your breath as it feels like the rug is swept out from under you. What the hell are you supposed to do now? Its as if your whole world has been turned upside down and a spark of resentment burns in your chest as you can’t help but blame Steve.

You hear your name called from a distance followed by quickening footsteps and you look up to see a small group of people with cameras and phones trying to wave you down, all hurrying toward you. Without a thought you get back into your car and drive off before they have a chance to stop you. You mop away angry tears with the back of your sleeve as you drive back to your apartment.

You make it home, pulling up your hood and covering the lower half of your face with a scarf as you let yourself in the lobby. You barely avoid eye contact with the obvious photographer ducking behind a car across the street. Your heart races in time with your quick feet as you rush up the stairs, wary of being stuck in the elevator with one of the strangers lingering by the mailbox, or “casually” reading a paper on one of the benches in the lobby.

Huffing and puffing, you finally make it to your floor. You just want to shut yourself in your room, burying yourself in blankets with a bottle of wine close by as you binge your comfort shows.

But of course, luck just isn’t on your side today.

You stop short as you see a familiar silhouette outside your apartment, slipping something under the door. He stands and turns, flinching when he sees you standing there.

“Peter?”

“Oh, uh – Hi! I wasn’t expecting – I thought you were gone. I waited but I figured you were at work or something,” he babbles.

“Yeah… I was,” you bemoan.

He rubs the back of his neck, “oh. Well, I just came by as a favor for Cap – I mean Steve. He asked me to come and make sure you are ok. He was worried and wrote you a letter – I slid it under your door just to be safe.”

You purse your lips and nod, “I’m fine. I just want a little fucking space. Which is what I already told him.”

The sharp tone surprises you just as much as him and your anger wavers with the hurt look in his sweet eyes. You drag your hand down your face in frustration and sigh.

“I’m sorry. I just… I’ve only been away from him for like ten hours and he already has you delivering letters. There are people stalking me with cameras and neighbors asking me to introduce them to people I don’t even know, my boss just basically told me he might have to fire me if shit doesn’t calm down – and trust me I wish I could make this all stop, but I can’t. I just – ugh. I don’t know what to do.”

You deflate as you stand there in silence, too afraid to even look at Peter after unloading on him so suddenly. A rogue tear cools your cheek and he steps forward, wrapping his arms around you. It’s a friendly hug, comforting, and as he squeezes you softly the emotions bubble over. You cry into his shoulder, this near stranger who only a few days ago helped Steve keep you from leaving the game that shattered your ordinary life.

“I’m so sorry,” Peter whispers with one last squeeze and releases you. “I’ll give you some space, and I’ll try my best to convince Steve to do the same… but I can’t promise he’ll listen to me.”

You nod and sniff, “thanks Peter.”

He leaves and you make it into your quiet apartment, the paper envelope crunching under your shoe as you shut the door. You pick up the envelope and stare at the “Sweetheart” spelled out in a shimmering silvery ink, the parchment is heavy and expensive, his hand writing unsurprisingly elegant and neat.

The bastard really has no flaws. Seriously, what man writes hand written letters these days? His perfection is irksome in your current emotional state and you toss the letter on the counter without opening it. You grab a bottle of wine, kick off your shoes and shrug off your jacket, letting them clatter messily on your way to the bedroom where you stay for the entire day.

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You awake groggily to a knock on your door sometime in the night. The bright blue from the tv screen savor the only light source in the dark room. Your phone is somewhere in the mess of your blankets and you give up looking for it as the knocking intensifies.

“What?” You croak grumpily, throat dry and scratchy. You peek through the hole and groan. “Steve, what are you doing here?”

You hit your head against the door awaiting some cheesy compliment or perfectly delivered sweet talk.

“Open. The. Door.” He demands calmly, voice dark and dangerous yet somehow still convincingly trustworthy.

A shiver goes down your back as you stand rigid in response. Your hand grips the knob and you turn the deadbolt before easing the door open.

He doesn’t move, arms crossed over his chest and brows scrunched in disapproval. His jaw ticks as he sets it tightly and he lets out a slow breath through his nose. You feel instantly small, like a child standing before an angry parent after making a mistake.

“What’s going on?” He asks finally.

You are taken aback for a minute, half expecting him to yell or insult you, but he sounds more concerned and possibly a bit offended.

“I just – there are some things I have to think about…”

“You really going to make us talk about this out here?” He says, quirking a brow.

You clamp your lips shut and open the door, stepping aside to let him in. He drops his arm and takes a large step over the threshold, looking to you for instructions on where to go. You wave him down the hall to the cozy living room and follow quietly.

He looks around with a small smile and catches your eye, “cute. Feels like you, exactly what I thought it would be.”

You hold your arms nervously, feeling vulnerable with his massive, polished self being in your tiny apartment. “It’s messy,” you shrug, embarrassed.

He shakes his head and laughs lightly, expression softening, “what’s going on, sweetheart? We have this perfect weekend together and all of a sudden you’re ghosting me?”

You let out a long breath and look at the floor, “it’s not that simple Steve.”

“What’s not simple? I love you, and you love me.”

Your breath hitches as you look up at him in disbelief. “This is all just moving very fast, I feel a bit overwhelmed okay?” You take a calming breath, “since I met you I have been reported as a missing person, hounded by strangers, publicly shamed by journalists, threatened by fans of yours, and possibly fired from my job.”

You feel the pressure lift from your shoulders as you acknowledge the elephant in the room. His face shifts from shock to anger and finally settles into sadness.

“You’re right. I forget about all that stuff sometimes… I’ve been in the spotlight, whether I wanted it or not, for so long now,” he laments.

There is a short silence while you both digest each other’s perspectives. You feel bad for avoiding him, he didn’t really do anything wrong. Maybe you’re just not used to someone wanting to be with you all the time. It has been a while since you’ve seriously dated someone, and maybe the truth is you liked the ease of the online dating because it is less messy, less responsibility.

“But hey –“ he interrupts your thoughts. “It’s not all bad.”

You look up at him curiously, unable to see a bright side to fame.

“Look, I can’t promise there won’t be shitty days, there are always going to be cons to every relationship, right? But, in my opinion, everything worth having takes a bit of compromise and dedication… I see a lot of potential here, so come with me and let me remind you of all the good things we have going for us, Cupcake.” He puts on his most debonair smile and holds out his hand to you.

You melt a bit after his heartfelt speech and take his hand with a sigh. “Fine. But no more cheesy petnames,” you smirk, breaking the tension.

“I’ll think of something you’ll like,” he laughs, pulling you in for a passionate kiss before whisking you out of your apartment and down to his awaiting SUV.

You slide into the back of the car and look down with a grimace at your ratty comfy sweatpants, “uh, maybe I should have changed first.”

Steve grabs your hand and kisses your knuckles, “it’s always better to wear something comfortable on the plane, believe me.”

“Plane?” Your eyes widen comically.

He laughs, “I have everything arranged, there is even a bag packed for you if you want to get changed on the flight. But unfortunately we are on a bit of a tight schedule.”

You gape at him, anxiety fluttering your stomach and heating your skin, “Steve I can’t just leave like this.”

“Clearly you did not read the letter I wrote you,” he smirks, brow arching knowingly.

You grin guiltily, “oops.”

He chuckles and shakes his head, kissing your hand again, “you’re lucky you’re cute. I’ll explain on the way.”

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Fatal Love/ 4

Pairing- Jimin x Named Reader

Word count- 7.2k

Includes- Angst, sex, love making, blow job, missionary, riding, fluff

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"Stop moving Jo", Binna, a nurse and my friend, scolds as she stitches my arm

"Is Jimin out of surgery yet?", I ask anxiously

When the ambulance came, so did the police and they arrested Ae-Cha

I went into the ambulance with Jimin- I was able to because I'm hurt too

But once we got to the hospital, my hospital, Jimin was immediately taken away while I was herded into an ER room

The nurses and doctors wouldn't let me go with them

"Jo, this is someone you know. You can't help with this. You're head is not clear and we can't afford mistakes", Dr. Soo explained

I tried to get her to change her mind, but it didn't help at all

Instead of being with him, I'm having my arm stitched and then I have to go for X-rays of my chest

I think she may have broken some ribs

"I don't know Jo. I'm in here with you, I don't know about Jimin"

"Find out! I need to know if...if he's..if he's going to survive"

"Jo-"

"Please Binna", I ask, tears falling again, "Please, I can't lose him. Please"

She hesitates looking at me, but then nods, "Yeah ok. I'll finish stitching your arm and then I'll find out what's happening before you go for X-rays

"Thank you"

She nods, "Now stop moving so I can finish this"

I nod, letting her continue and my worrying continues too

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Walking into Jimin's hospital room, my heart breaks and tears start falling

I hate seeing him hooked up to the monitors, the IV bag, looking so hurt and small in the bed

Sitting in the chair next to the bed, I take his hand, holding it for dear life

He still sleeping, the effects of the anesthesia not completely worn off

Binna found out what was happening after she finished stitching me

The knife cut into Jimin's small intestine and he had to have surgery to fix it

So instead of just a knife cut, they had to open him to fix the wound inside, then stitch him up

All because he pushed me out of the way

He was hurt worse than me because he tried to save me

I just have a stitched up arm and two broken ribs

He has internal injuries

But I'm glad that they were able to fix it

He's going to be ok

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"Jo?"

My head snaps up, hearing his voice

"Min?"

His eyes are open and he's looking around

"Where uh...where am I?"

"The hospital"

His eyes find mine, alarm in them, "Why?"

Maybe he doesn't remember what happened

That's normal for some patients

I explain what happened to him, how Ae-Cha stabbed him and his injuries

"I...I remember her stabbing me", he says slowly, "I uh remember the pain. I remember you holding my hand. Then nothing"

"I uh...I guess you passed out?"

I don't know

After he closed his eyes, he kept them shut and possibly passed out

"I guess. I'm gonna be ok though?"

I nod, "Yeah Min. You'll be fine. You just need to heal"

"How long will that take?", He asks

"With an abdominal wound and intestinal, at least six weeks"

"Six weeks?", he gapes, "I have to work"

I shake my head, "Min, you can't dance. Not for awhile. And when you do heal, you can't go full force on dancing. You have to ease back into it"

He shakes his head, "But I need to make money. I need to pay bills and rent. I can't just not work"

"Doesn't your job have paid leave? I mean you were attacked and stabbed. That has to mean something to your job"

"It's not like your job Joanne. With all your benefits and time off. Mine isn't like that", he says angrily

"I...I'm sorry Min", I apologize, surprised by his anger, "I'll help you with all that. Don't worry about it ok?"

"I can't take your money Joanne"

"But I can help you so you don't have to work and you can concentrate on healing"

"No", he snaps, "I'm not taking your money. Stop talking about it"

Uh ok

Maybe when he's calmed down he we can talk about it

I know this has to be traumatizing for him

"Min-"

"I need you to go Jo", he says

What?

Why?

"This is just too much right now. I need time to deal with this. I can't...I can't be around you. I can't be worried about you. I just...need you to leave me alone for a little bit. I need time"

My heart crashes to my feet

I want to be there for him, to help him with everything that's gonna come

His healing, his money issues and whatever is going to happen with Ae-Cha now that she's in police custody

He shouldn't have to go through all that alone

No one should

"Jimin, I don't-"

"Please. Just go"

I can't help the tears that well up in my eyes, but I avoid looking at him, pulling my hand from his

I stand up, nodding

"Uh yeah ok. Sure. Uh take all the time you need"

"I will", he answers

Ok then

He really doesn't want me around

I didn't expect it to hurt this much

"Ok. Uh feel better. Do what the doctors tell you to ok"

"Ok", he replies, "You feel better too"

I nod once, "Bye"

He doesn't say anything and I practically run to the door

As I pass through it, I hear him says, "Bye"

Once the door closes I burst into tears as I hurry through the hospital to get the fuck out of there

The way he said bye

Like it's over

Like everything is over between us

Not just the sex but even our friendship

And I can't handle that

Right now, after everything tonight, I can't handle it

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5 weeks later

Sitting in the same park bench as I did the night I lost Jimin, I stare at the water

Watching the boats sail by

My new injuries I acquired that night have led to an extended time off

My ribs need to heal fully before I can start work again

I'm a liability if I work and get hurt even more

I still come to the park but only during the day

Once it starts getting to be night, I'm at home

I don't leave my apartment at night

Safe to say I'm scarred from that night with Ae-Cha

I haven't heard from Jimin at all

I don't know how he is, I don't know what happened with Ae-Cha, I don't know anything

He just disappeared

I haven't reached out to him

He wanted me gone, I doubt he wants me to call him or get in touch

It still hurts a lot

If I thought I missed him before that was nothing compared to now

I don't cry much anymore

I'm just numb

I still think about him all the time though

I can't help it, I love him

I try to do things to get my mind off him

Sitting here, in the park helps

I just stare at the water, my mind cleared for awhile

I have nothing else to do anyway

And since I stay at home all night, I need to get out of that apartment

There's so many memories of Jimin there, I can't spend all day and all night there

As I stare at some ducks floating in the water, my cell phone starts ringing

I sigh, looking at it

A text

From Jimin

What?

I open it immediately and read the short text

"Need to talk. Come by whenever you can"

I immediately stand up, texting him that I'm on my way, I'll be there in half an hour

I didn't take my car again and I have to walk to my apartment then drive to his

I really need to start bringing it when I come here, just in case

I start walking quickly, heading home

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Standing in front of Jimin's door, I ring the bell

I'm so nervous

I've never been nervous around Jimin but I can't help it now

It's like I'm seeing him for the first time

And I'm worried how it'll be

Awkward?

Weird?

Or will it be normal?

Like time had never passed?

I don't know

The door opens and he's there

Love bursts in my heart immediately

He looks the same, his hair up in a bun, wearing a white Tshirt and PJ pants

He looks so good

"Hey", he says

"Hi"

"Come in", he says, standing aside

I do, feeling so awkward

It's like I don't know what to do

Two months ago I would have kissed him as soon as he opened the door and he would have picked me up, bringing me to his room and we'd have sex

Now I just wait next to him to follow him wherever he says I can go

He closes the door, not really leading me far as the front door opens to the living room

He sits on the couch and I sit at the opposite end, leaving space between us

Space he doesn't close

"So uh, how are you?", he asks

"Oh uh yeah I'm ok. Ribs still not fully healed so I can't go back to work yet"

He looks at me, confused, "Ribs?"

Right, I don't think he knows about my injuries

"Oh uh yeah. When she uh attacked me, the second time, she knocked me down. When I tried to get up she uh, kicked me in the ribs. Broke two"

"She broke two of your ribs?", he gapes

"Uh yes?"

He leans forward, elbows on his knees, his face in his hands

"Did she do anything else?"

"She cut me. On my arm. It was deep and I got stitches"

"Where?"

I'm wearing a hoodie, but I don't want to take it off, so I just point to my arm where the nasty looking scar starts, dragging my finger down to where it ends

"She cut you that much?"

I nod, "I'm ok. She didn't hit anything important. It healed. There's just a scar"

"Like the ones on your face?"

I feel my cheeks blush as I look away from him

The scars there aren't so bad

Some parts were deeper than others so there's more of an indent in my face

They healed a few weeks ago so they haven't had a chance to fade

"And your arm is still in a cast"

"Jimin, I'm ok. The cast comes off next week."

"She hurt you-"

"Is this what you wanted to do? Yell at me?"

He sighs, shaking his head, "No. It's not why I asked you to come"

"Then why?"

"To see how you are. To tell you about Ae-Cha and what's happening with her"

I nod, "Ok. How uh...how are you?"

"I'm good. Doesn't hurt anymore. I can move pretty freely. I'm not able to dance yet but the doctor said I'll be able to soon"

"That's great", I say, genuinely happy for him, "Was your job ok with you not working?"

"Actually yeah. After bringing them the discharge papers with the doctor's note on what I can and can't do, they agreed to pay me for sick leave until I heal. After that they have me working with Hobi in his classes until I can dance again"

"I'm so glad it worked out for you"

He smiled for the first time since I've been here and it makes me happy

"Yeah you were right"

I just smile back

"So about Ae-Cha"

I nod

Can't wait to hear about this

"I know you know she was arrested when the ambulance and cops came"

"Yeah, I saw that", I put in

He nods, "Well, she was questioned and she admitted to everything. Including attacking you the first time"

I gape at him

She confessed?

Why would she do that?

"I don't know why she did. Maybe she was feeling guilty that she almost killed me? I heard what you said to her about killing her"

I wince, "Uh yeah"

"And I heard what she said to you. About killing herself. She was feeling guilty. Maybe that's why she confessed. But I don't really know what goes on in her head"

I doubt anything but thinking about him

"She plead guilty to attempted murder and three counts of assault. She's going away for life. Not in prison but in a psychiatric hospital. She was declared insane"

I nod, accepting what he's saying

While I do hate her, I do recognize that she has mental issues and the psych ward is the best place for her

"Well at least she'll get the help she needs", I say

He nods, "And if she's ever declared sane then she'll be transferred to a prison"

"Ok good. Right? That's good?"

Hell I don't know

All I know is I want her far from me and him

"Yeah it's good. She'll be safe, get help she needs and be away from us"

"Right"

Silence falls between us and it's so akward

He's not looking at me, instead looking at the floor, his body tense

Does he want me to leave?

"Is uh that it?"

"Yeah that's all"

"Oh ok", I answer, more silence falling

It hurts

I hate that it hurts

I hate this whole thing

These stupid love feelings I got for him

Feelings I never wanted

I can't sleep with him anymore

Not with these feelings

To be with him and know he can't be mine

No thanks

It already hurts, I don't need more heartbreak

He doesn't seem to care about talking to me about anything with us

He's not even looking at me

I knew he didn't feel like that for me but ignoring me is something I never expected from him

Never

Even when we were just friends he never ignored me

He doesn't care, he's just using me to forget about Ae-Cha or just to fuck, not be with

After another minute, the silence is finally too much for me

I need to leave

Standing up, I tell him, "So I'm uh gonna go. I'll talk to you later."

Nothing

He doesn't even look at me

I push back the tears that threaten to fall, heading for the door

I can cry when I get home

Then I have to get over it

I have to

I don't want to be the person who falls apart over someone who will never want me

Unlocking his front door, I turn the knob and start opening it when it's slammed shut

I'm turned around, Jimin's lips crashing into mine

His tongue slips inside, touching mine and I kiss him back

I will always kiss him back

He leans his forehead against mine

"Don't ever leave me", he whispers

What?

I'm confused

He lifts his head looking in my eyes

"I love you Jo. Fuck, I'm so in love with you. I meant it when I told Ae-Cha that I love you in the cafe. And when she went after you, I was so scared."

He runs his fingers in my hair, love in his eyes

He loves me

Holy shit

"The thought of her hurting you...that I couldn't protect you from her...it kills me"

"I was trying to protect you Jimin", I answer

He shakes his head, "I should of kept you safe. I knew what she could do. I should of told you no to your idea. But....the thought...of being without you...I can't Jo. I can't. Baby I can't. This whole time without you was torture. Please, don't leave me"

"I won't Jimin", I promise, "I won't. I love you"

"Are you sure?", he asks quietly, doubt filling his eyes

I want that to go away

I'll make it go away

"Yes I'm sure. I'm in love with you too.", I confess, "When I saw you bleeding, saw you hurt, fuck Jimin."

Tears well in my eyes just thinking about it

Him laying there, not moving, blood everywhere

"I thought I was going to lose it. Losing you...no...I can't."

I touch his face, him leaning into my hand

"I am one hundred percent sure I love you Jimin. I'm never going to leave you. It's been torture for me too without you", I confess

"I'm so sorry baby. I...I was stupid to stay away from you. I was so stupid when I said those things in the hospital. I didn't mean them"

"It's ok Min. You just woke up from a traumatizing experience. You were still woozy"

"But I hurt you", he whispers, "You we're already hurt and I added to it"

"It's ok. It's over now-"

"It's not ok. I never wanted to hurt you. Ever. I'm sorry I didn't call you until now. I..I wanted you the whole time I was here alone and healing. And I'm such an asshole. I left you when you needed me"

"Jimin-"

"No baby", he shakes his head, "The first time she hurt you, I should have stayed and took care of you. I shouldn't have left you alone"

I get why he's saying this but it doesn't really matter anymore

Now is what matters

"You were doing what you thought was the right thing Min", I tell him softly

"It was a stupid decision. You needed me and I wasn't there. Then she attacked you again and you needed me again and again I wasn't there. Again I pushed you away when I should have been with you"

"Your injury was much worse than mine Jimin. And being stabbed is tramautic. I wouldn't have expected you to be thinking clearly"

He looks at me with tears in his eyes

I don't want him to cry

I don't want him to feel upset or guilty

He didn't do anything wrong

"Please baby", he says, "Don't make excuses for me. I should have been there. Leaving you alone was the worst thing I could have done. I should of been by your side. And I swear I will be. I'll never do anything like that again"

I just nod, wiping the tears from his eyes

I believe him

I don't know why but I do

"I felt like such an asshole the whole time we were apart. When I was informed about Ae-Cha, I texted you because I figured you'd want to know what happened and I could call you again"

"Why didn't you call me sooner? I would have come Min", I ask

"Because I didn't deserve to call you for help when I hurt you. When I abandoned you. And I was scared"

"Of what?", I ask confused

"That you wouldn't come. That you wouldn't want to be with me anymore. That you wouldn't want me. That I fucked up too much and you would never trust me again"

That is so far from the truth it's ridiculous

I understand the whole trauma thing very well and I know he was scared

I know he was trying to make the best decision that he thought would keep me safe during all this

"That's not true Min. That will never happen. Don't ever be scared around me ok? Don't ever be scared to ask me for anything. I love you", I assure him

"I love you so much", he says softly, "I'm never going to leave you baby"

"Promise?", I ask

"I promise. Never again.", he assures me, "You don't know how long I've waited for you"

How long?

Really?

He cups my face, his thumb stroking my cheek and ghosting over my lips

"I waited so long for you to see me. Notice me."

"I...I didn't know Min"

"I know", he whispers, "I never said anything no matter how much I wanted you. I was scared. I wanted you the second I first saw you"

Since he first saw me?

We met on the first day of freshman year in a dance gym class

I was next to him and dancing terribly, not getting the steps

He offered to help me and we were friends since then

And he wanted me for that long

How blind am I?

I move my arms around his neck, looking in his beautiful deep brown eyes

"I see you Min. I'm sorry it took so long. But I love you so much and I promise, I'll never leave you baby."

He nods, pulling me to him, kissing me deeply

And I melt into him

His tongue moves against mine, his hands running down my body

He stops at my thighs, lifting me up and I wrap my legs around him

I feel us moving as he carries me through his apartment

He leans over, my back against his bed as he moves on top of me

Sliding my hands under his shirt, I touch his smooth hot skin, loving the feeling of him

His hands move to my pants pulling them down and off

Moving my hands on him, I push his shirt up, taking it off him then drop my hands to his belt undoing it and his jeans

He takes them off then hovers over me, unzipping my hoodie, pushing it off me

His eyes move to my arm, widening when he sees the scar

His fingers softly run down the scar

"Baby", he says, sadly

"Min, it's ok"

"No baby-", he starts but I stop him

"Please", I ask

He nods, "Promise to tell me if anything hurts"

I nod, "I will"

He unbuttons my button up shirt, opening it, his hands squeeze my boobs, then so fucking slowly travel down my body, his fingers igniting a fire in every nerve

"My baby is so fucking gorgeous", he murmurs, his eyes roaming all over me

He helps me out of my shirt and undoes my bra, throwing it across his room, gently helping me lay back down

Next to go are my panties as he peels them off me, then he takes off his boxers

I shiver when his lips kiss my lower stomach

I love his amazing kisses

They feel so good and make me feel so wanted

His soft kisses travel up, peppering my stomach, between my breasts to my neck

I just feel his soft lips, loving every second they're on me

His lips finally reach mine and I melt into him

I reach up, pulling his hair out of the bun, the strands falling down over us

I move my hands in his hair, holding on as the kiss gets more urgent

His lips leave mine, trailing down my neck, across my shoulder to my arm

I watch as he presses kisses along the scar on my arm, feeling so loved

His lips move to my hand, kissing the back then he turns my hand over, kissing my palm

I move to sit up, gently pushing him to his back

Moving on top of him, I lean over him, catching his lips in a kiss

As we kiss, I move onto his cock, sliding down all the way

He moans against my lips and I love the sounds he makes

I move slowly, sliding all the way up his length, then move down, taking him all in

As I bounce, his hands move to my back, pulling me right against him, skin to skin

His hand moves up, his fingers in my hair as he gives me kisses along my neck

I moan softly, feeling so good

"My baby, I love you so much", he whispers between kisses

God, I can never stop hearing that

"I love you Min. More than anything", I whisper back, hearing him moan softly

"Please baby don't stop saying that to me", he pleads, "Don't stop loving me"

I look down at him, running my fingers in his hair, "Never Min. I'll never stop loving you"

"Promise?", he asks, his beautiful brown eyes on mine

"I promise Jimin", I assure him

I can't imagine being without him

Ever

I can guarantee he's my one

"I promise I'll never stop loving you.", he promises

I believe him

He stayed with Ae-Cha through her dangerous behavior

From that I know when he loves someone, he really loves them

And he really loves me

I feel so honored and so grateful for his love

"I'm so lucky to have you baby", I whisper to him, kissing him gently

"No baby, I'm lucky", he says after the kiss, his fingers in my hair, "You dealt with all of this stuff with Ae-Cha, you were hurt because of me and you didn't leave me"

I shake my head, "Never Min, I'll never leave you. I need you"

"I need you baby", he whispers, pulling me into an intense kiss that's full of love

Holding me against him, he slowly rolls us over, moving on top of me

"Jimin, your stomach", I start, worried

"Shh baby. It's ok. I'm not going to fuck you hard"

I raise my eyebrow

He's not?

"I'm going to make love to you"

A smile bursts on my face, "Yeah baby? I want to make love to you too"

He nods, his lips against mine, still hard inside me

Now I pull him on top of me, his skin against mine as I wrap my arms around his neck, his hair falling over me like a curtain

His arms move around my body, hooking around my back

He moves slowly, pulling out, the drag of his cock feeling so pleasurable

He thrusts back in slowly, his cock going so deep, his head right against my spot

"Jimin!", I moan

"Yeah baby. Right there?", he murmurs, "You want it right there?"

"Yes Jimin", I beg

He keeps moving the same way, at a slow place but makes sure he hits my spot every thrust

I'm in constant pleasure, moving my arms around his back, holding him tightly as I feel his muscles move under my hands

My god, he's fucking perfect

"I love you", I tell him, the smile on his face dazzling

"I love you Jo", he says, then presses his lips to mine

I kiss him back, moving my hips up to meet his making him go in even deeper

"Oh my god", he murmurs, his lips kissing my skin wherever they can land

I feel his hand run up my arm, pulling it off him

I'm confused for a second when his hand slides into mine, our fingers intertwining

It feels so right and I squeeze his hand both of us smiling at each other

We move together and the next thrust has me shaking, my orgasm so close

The next move has intense pleasure washing over me as I clench his cock hard, coming and calling his name

He stops moving, buried inside and I feel his warm cum inside as he orgasms, his body shaking on top of me, moaning my name

Lifting my head, I crash my lips into his in a fiery kiss, him immediately kissing me back

He pulls out, moving us next to each other, never breaking the kiss

My arms move around his neck, his around my waist, our bodies flushes against each other and I'm right where I want to be

With my Jimin

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1 year later

Jimin POV

Opening my eyes, I wake up to her beautiful sleeping face and I smile

A year with her and I still can't believe she's mine

That she loves me like I love her

The last year was hard for both of us but we got through it together

Both of us ended up going to therapy

Me for the issues with Ae-Cha when we were together and her for the trama she had with both attacks

Some sessions are one on one and some are with both of us as a couple

It helped us tremendously both personally and as a couple

And we are an amazing couple if I do say so myself

Once I healed completely I went back to being a dance instructor and she went back to work

About a month after we got together, I asked her to move in with me and she did, making me completely happy

I love waking up to her every morning and falling asleep with her at night

I've found that I can't sleep without her and I wouldn't have it any other way

She encouraged me to audition for entertainment companies as a dancer and singer, so I did, sending in tapes

I got a few responses and I ended up signing up as an solo vocalist and dancer with Hybe entertainment

I start as a trainee as soon as possible

Which means we're moving to Seoul

I was worried she wouldn't want to move with her job but she agreed

Her hospital gave her good references and she was already hired by Asan Medical Center as an ER nurse

She starts as soon as we move, which is next week

We went to Seoul a few weeks ago when I had to sign the contract and we found a nice apartment close to where I'm training

We've been packing like crazy, boxes everywhere

I watch her sleep in my arms, knowing that she was exhausted last night

She worked twelve hours, came home and helped me pack, then we were together before she fell asleep

I have no problem staying in bed with her, just watching and holding her

I can look at her for hours and never get tired

She's my everything, the best thing that has ever happened to me and I'm never letting her go

---------------------------------------------------

After awhile, she stirs, moving in my arms, cuddling into me

I just smile at how cute she is

She makes an adorable whining sound, opening her eyes

"Min?", she calls

"Hi baby", I answer

She looks at me confused, "How long have you been awake?"

"An hour or so"

Her eyes widen, "And you didn't wake me up?"

I shake my head, "No baby. You were tired and I wanted you to sleep"

"Oh. Thanks but you weren't bored?"

"No princess. I like watching you sleep"

She giggles, "That'd be weird if I didn't already know you"

I nod, "Yeah well lucky for me you know me and you're mine. So it's fine"

She nods, "Yeah. And I watch you sleep too. You're so cute when you sleep"

"Am I?", I smile

"Well your face is cute. The rest of you is hot"

I laugh loudly at that, "Thanks baby"

She nods, smiling at me, pulling me down for a kiss which I happily give her

The kiss gets heated, both of our tongues against each other's

Her hand moves into my hair, tugging softly

"Wah I miss your long hair", she whines before kissing me again

I know she does

But I had to cut it

My new managers at Hybe insisted I cut it and I had no choice

While I was there signing the contract, they had stylists fix my hair

Longer on the top, an undercut and dyed blond

She likes the whole undercut look, especially when my hair is back off my forehead but I know she likes long hair better

I liked it too but my head does feel lighter

"I know baby. It's just for now. I'll grow it out again eventually"

"You don't have to if you don't want to baby", she answers, slowly kissing my neck and effectively driving me insane

"I...I want to. Fff..for you", I get out, my eyes closing from how good her lips feel

"No baby. Only if you want to"

"I do", I assure her, "I promise"

"Ok", she answers

"More baby?", I tease

She nods, "So much more Min. If you want"

If?

How about definitely?

"Always want you", I tell her

"Always want you", she repeats, smirking as she moves under the blanket

"Baby? What are you- oh fuck", I moan, pleasure crawling through me body

She didn't waste any time taking my whole cock in her mouth, sucking hard and fast

"Baby, oh my god, so good baby", I groan

Her tongue licks on my underside as she buries my cock in her throat over and over

When she swallows on my length, her throat closes tightly sending spikes of pleasure down my spine

I bury my hand in her hair, holding on as she slides up my length, her tongue circling my head

Fuck, fuck, fuck, so good

I lift up the blanket to see her and fuck me it's so hot

Her mouth moves around my head, sucking slowly, her eyes moving to mine

My god, my girlfriend is the fucking sexiest girl on this planet

She keeps her eyes on me as she slowly moves more of me in her mouth

The pleasure is insane, taking me all in again

I feel like I'm gonna cum, so I stop her, pulling her up to me

"I need to cum inside you", I whisper

She nods, kissing me hard, pushing me on my back as she climbs in my lap

She's already soaking my lap as I hold my cock up, shoving her on my length, bottoming out immediately

"Fuck Min", she moans, her body shaking against mine

She sits up as I lean against the headboard, watching her as she starts moving

Her hips move as she grinds and rocks against me, her cunt so tight on me

I love watching her

Just the way she moves, is mesmerizing

From the very first time she rode me, I knew this was my favorite position with her

It never used to be with anyone else but her

I can watch her, touch her, feel her

God it's the best

Her movements change to bouncing, bottoming me out every time

"Fuck", I whimper, my eyes never leaving her as I move my hands softly up her body

Her skin trembles under my touch making me smile

"Mmm love when you touch me Min", she whimpers

"Yeah princess?", I ask, smiling

"Yeah Jimin", she teases, "You know I like when you touch me"

I nod, smirking, "Yeah I know"

On her next bounce, I grip her hips, moving her slightly, making my head hit her spot

"Jimin", she cries

I never loved hearing my name as much as I do when she calls it

Or screams it

She moves faster, fucking her spot on me, moaning loudly

"Good girl. Make yourself cum baby girl"

She nods, holding onto my shoulders, fucking the life out of me

"My god you're such a good girl baby", I praise her, feeling her so close, "Cum for me princess"

"Jimin", she moans loudly as she orgasms, her cunt squeezing me impossibly tight

"Yes baby. Fuck yes", I moan, pleasure running through me from her orgasm

God I never in my life knew that getting cummed on could feel so fucking amazing

Not until her

Moving my hand to her clit, I play with her, wanting her to cum again

She can do it right away if I work her up right

This orgasm will end right into another one and fuck I love seeing her in so much pleasure

"Cum again baby", I tell her, thrusting into her at the same time as I rub her clit

"Jimin!", she yells, her body shaking, her hands gripping my upper arms so hard

"C'mon princess. I need my good girl to cum again", I urge her, "I need to feel you baby. God your cunt feels amazing when you cum"

"Jimin!", she screams, orgasming as soon as her other one finishes

Her pussy has a vice grip on my cock, creaming me so fucking well

As she cums, I move us, laying fully down on the bed, gripping her hips hard

Moving her up and down my cock, I thrust into her at the same time, going so fucking deep and smashing her spot

"Jjj..Ji...", she trails off, closing her eyes

God she feels amazing

"One more baby. One more and then I'll fill you with cum. Is that good baby?"

"Yes! Yes!", she cries

Fucking up into her a few more times sets off another orgasm and this time I cum with her

"Joanne baby girl fuck", I cry, holding her on me, pure pleasure hitting me hard, emptying inside her

"Yes Min. Fuck you feel so good", she moans

Yeah well she feels fucking incredible

When we're both finished, I pull her against me, laying her down on top of me

She immediately cuddles into me, her head on my chest

"You're heart is beating so hard Min", she giggles, lifting her head and kissing my chest where my heart is, "My Jimin's heart"

Bursts of love for her and joy fill my body

She makes me unbelievably happy in every way

The love of my life

"I love you Joanne", I tell her, kissing the top of her head

"I love you Jimin. Always", she tells me, hugging me tightly

I squeeze her tightly, loving having her in my arms

"What do you wanna do today baby?", I ask

"Hmmm how about food?"

I laugh, "Hungry baby?"

"Always"

"Ok princess. We can go get food"

"Yay!", she cheers, "Ok in five minutes"

"Five minutes?"

"Yes. Snuggles first"

Laughing, I nod, "Ok snuggles first"

"You are the best boyfriend ever", she coos, cuddling into me

God she's so cute

Chuckling, I tell her, "Well you're the best girlfriend ever"

She shrugs, "I try"

"You don't have to try baby girl. You just are"

"Aww so sweet Min", she says, lifting her head and pressing her lips to mine, me kissing her back

"Ready to get up?", I ask, when we pull away

"Wah, yeah", she whines

"Hey. We're gonna get food remember?"

She perks up at that, "Yeah ok. Let's go"

She gets out of the bed, running to the bathroom

"Me first!", she squeals and I just sit in bed laughing at her antics

----------------------------------------------------

"It's so pretty", she says, leaning her head on my shoulder

I squeeze her hand, nodding as we watch the sunset together

"Yeah it is baby", I agree

"I love the colors"

I do too

This has become our routine when we're both home in time for a sunset

We go to the park and sit on her bench, watching it together

When I surprised her by bringing her the first time, she asked me how I knew about this spot

I had to admit to her that during those two weeks I was away from her, I still watched her to make sure she was ok

I was there everytime she came here, staying away but still watching

And she figured out that was why I was there the night Ae-Cha attacked her with the knife

I was a little late that day and got there when she stood up, backing away from Ae-Cha

I saw the knife and I was so scared

Scared that she was really going to die

I saw her fighting Ae-Cha and I couldn't risk her getting stabbed

That's why I pushed her out of the way

She got upset at the whole stabbing thing again but I calmed her down

She was happy that I wanted to watch the sunset with her and after that first time, we do it as much as we can

"Do you think we'll be able to do this in Seoul?", she asks

"Yeah baby. We will. Maybe not as often in the beginning until we get used to everything but yeah we will", I promise her

"Ok", she smiles

The sunset is beautiful, the sky turning gold, hues of purple and pink at the edges

It's stunning

But not as stunning, as gorgeous as she is

When the sunset ends, I move, turning to her

She looks up at me confused, "You ok Min?"

I nod, smiling at her

Holding her hand, I move off the bench in front of her, down on one knee

The look of complete shock on her face is adorable

Reaching in my pocket, I take out the small box, open it and hold it out to her with the ring inside

"Min?", she whispers

"Joanne, I love you more than anything. More than words can ever say. I know you are my forever. I knew from the first time I saw you dancing like a monkey"

She giggles, smiling at me

"We've been through a lot baby, stuff that other people never have to go through. But we did it together and I know that we can get through anything. You are the only one I want by my side for any hard times."

She nods, squeezing my hand tightly in hers

I knew I wanted to marry her after the first day of us being together

I decided to wait so I don't scare her

But now is the time

I want to marry her before I debut

The company wanted me on a dating ban but I shut that down immediately

I told them about her, made it clear that there was no force on this earth or in heaven that would make me leave her

If they wanted me, they got her too

They finally agreed when they realized I wasn't bluffing and I'd walk away

She's my entire world and I'm never letting go of her

"Jo, will you marry me?"

"Yes Jimin! Yes!", she yells, pulling me to her by my shirt, her lips against mine

I wrap my arms around her, pulling her to me as I sit back on the grass

"I love you", she says, kissing all over my face, "I love you so much Jimin"

I just laugh, loving every minute of it

She sits in my lap, looking at me, her hand running through my hair

"You're my one Min. I don't ever want to be without you. You are the only one I want by my side too baby.", she smiles, touching my cheek so softly, "I love you Jimin and I'd love to be your wife"

I nod, "I want you to be baby. I wanna be your husband too"

"You will", she assures me

I pull her in for a kiss, her lips against mine in a soft, sweet and loving kiss

When we pull away, she smiles excidedly, "Gimme, gimmie"

I laugh, taking the ring out of the box

I hold her hand, kissing her knuckles, then slide the ring on her finger

She looks at it, her smile dazzling

"Jimin! It's so beautiful! Baby!", she squeals, launching herself at me

We both fall back on to the grass and I hold her tightly, kissing her all over her face now

Our lips find each other's again in a loving kiss

I love her kisses and I get to have them forever

She's mine forever

When pull away, she lays her head on my shoulder

"Ooo look at the stars", she points to the sky

I look up to the sky full of them

"Pretty", she says

"Yeah. But not a beautiful as you"

She blushes, smiling, "Min!"

I just kiss her forehead, smiling too

"Maybe we should get back on the bench?", she asks

"Nah baby", I answer, "We can stay here and watch the stars"

"Yeah baby?"

I nod, "Yeah. For a little. You wanna?"

"Yeah Min", she agrees, cuddling into me

I hold her, tightly, watching the stars with my baby, so happy my life is finally going the right way

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