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cashmoneyyysstuff · 15 days

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to the moon and back ♡

in which : shoto finds out that space smells like seared steak and that footsteps on the moon last forever.

this is based on an oc so reader knows a lot of space facts lololol, fem reader, space nerd reader, shoto likes listening, shoto is hopelessly in love with reader n vice versa, mushy feelings yucky, kissing, shotos a lil awkward but he tries, shoto n reader r third years might be a lil ooc, lemme know if u missed sum else ! <3 (p.s. might change the image)

"did you know that footsteps on the moon last forever ?"

shoto todoroki is laying outside on the grass stargazing with you after curfew. usually he wouldn’t imagine doing this in his free time, but you’d flashed him your cutest, almost mischievous ‘let’s go do something bad’ grin, and he couldn’t even think about refusing.

so now he’s laying here on the grass next to you.

“oh wow, really ?”

you hum in response “ because there’s no wind or water erosion on the moon,” you explain “ so if you were to walk on it, the footprints would probably be there for millions of years.”

he nods. he likes when you go off on tangents about little space facts you know because they could be quite interesting, but also because he gets to hear you speak and he likes that. he could listen to you talking about paint drying for hours on end, but he thinks it’s even more enjoyable when you talk about something you’re passionate about.

he wishes he could sound more interested, because he really is. he wishes his voice could project like kirishima’s or bakugou’s. that he could sound as excited and cheerful as midoriya sometimes. but you don’t seem to mind. shoto doesn’t want you to feel like you’re talking to a wall so he continues.

“i didn’t know that.” yikes. not his best line, but he’s trying.

“now you do.” you respond easily. you don’t sound annoyed or offended by his lack of response, content to do most of the talking between you two.

shoto finds he can’t keep conversations flowing very well, not like you do. and when he does try to even he knows how awkward it can come across. he doesn’t force himself with you because it’s polite or the right thing to do, shoto wants to hear more facts, he likes them. and he likes you.

so it’s a little broken and choppy, talking with him alone like this, but you don’t mind and you keep talking. and shoto delights in listening to you.

“and apparently, space smells like seared steak.”

that has him raising a brow, he turns his head to you and you look back. a smile creeps onto your face and shoto could look at you like this for hours. it’s like you’re glowing, the stars could try as hard as they could, but they could never compare to you and the bright shine in your eyes.

“really ?”

“yeah.”

“how ?”

you beam, shoto knowing you’re about to go on one of your nerdy tangents, as you call them, feels himself smile back softly.

“i don’t really know,” you start “ but astronauts have reported that, apparently, space has a very distinct smell.”

“and that smell is the smell of seared steak ?” shoto asks skeptically.

“yup ! or hot metal, but i like the steak better.” you giggle. shoto smiles at you. he hopes you keep talking the whole night, even if, realistically, you’d have to leave soon if you wanted to be spared of mr aizawa’s lecture. but he’s not worried about getting in trouble right now. he’s not worried about much when he’s with you.

shoto has trouble keeping conversations flowing, but when he’s invested things come out more naturally for him. he couldn’t be more grateful when a thought pops into his mind “you sure know a lot about space.”

“s’cus i wanted to be an astronaut when i was a kid.” his eyes widen. “really ?”

“yeah, somewhere along the line i remember wanting to go to space."

“i thought you wanted to be a hero since you were a kid” he recalls you telling him that in passing one time. he never imagined being one for sentimental conversations but he seems to have a lot of thoughts when he’s with you. he doesn’t know why he does, but you manage to squeeze them out of him regardless.

“what’s wrong with having a side gig ?” you chuckle. shoto huffs out a light laugh at your joke, his eyes softening.

“what about you,” you turn onto your side to fully look at him. your eyes shine bright, they’re soft gazing at him, and shoto can’t help but want to kiss you. he does the same and lays on his side. “did you wanna be something other than a hero, shoto ?”

he likes it when you say his name, he likes hearing you. things always get a bit more personal when you talk to him like that, and he can’t help getting sucked into you like you’re a black hole (that he found out, thanks to you, aren’t really black).

he thinks about your question, staring off “i think i wanted to be a gardener..” he admits shyly, looking at you again. your face brightens like no star ever could and shoto really wants to kiss you.

“yeah ?”

“yeah, somewhere along the line.” he sighs, mimicking your words

“that’s so cute. very like you.” you chirp, he feels embarrassment creep up on him, cheeks darkening the slightest bit.

“is it ?” he mumbles. you laugh and it makes him feel a bit better.

"yeah, in a way." you beam. it makes millions of little stars spark and crackle in his stomach. like the one's in the sky and the one's in your eyes and todoroki really wants to kiss you.

" can i kiss you ?" he asks bluntly, he doesn't see the point in beating around the bush but his heart beats hard against his ribcage either way. you haven't been dating for that long, becoming official only now in your third year, but you've been friends for years now. and you know he's not one to be shy about what he wants. he knows you do when you smile harder at him with a flustered giggle, and he knows he loves you.

"sure you can." you whisper shyly. he doesn't waste any more time after that, and leans in, propping himself up on his shoulder. he likes to just look at you, placing his hand against your cheek and brushing at your skin with his index finger. his eyes peer into yours softly, while your gaze darts away from him in embarrassment.

"shoto.." you mumble. he hums.

"you're staring.." you snicker breathlessly. he hums again, not denying your words.

"i can't help it. you're mesmerizing, i can't look away even if i wanted to." you know he's not being romantic on purpose to possibly try to woo you, you've known him long enough to know that he truly means what he's saying. and that has your whole body burning like the sun.

"i didn't see myself as mesmerizing." you can just barely hear your voice above the wind. but he's so close to you he can, and you can too when he speaks "but you are."

you shake your head "think that's you, handsome." you reach a hand up to rub at his cheek, your thumb running over the bottom of his scar and his eyes close in content. handsome, he likes it when you call him that. he likes it when you call him anything as long as you do it like that. despite losing himself in the feeling of you, he manages to shake his head.

"you are." he insists and you can't argue with him further when he presses his lips to yours. urgently yet so, so softly.

it makes you dizzy, he makes you dizzy. you have to grip at the back of his shirt to support yourself. he follows you, allowing you all of him to make sure you’re comfortable as he leans you back to lay on your back to kiss you longer, deeper. he sighs against your mouth. he reaches for your hands and you give them to him. he's soft, so soft with you and on you, but his grip on your hands is firm and you realize you're not the only one getting dizzy.

"i love you." he breathes against your lips, he dives back in to place a sweet peck against them "so much." your grip on his shoulder tightens because he makes you so dizzy. he makes you feel like you're floating around in space "i love you too." you sigh shakily.

he kisses you again, it's slow and sweet and it's just like him. he pulls away with a small smile and you know you love shoto todoroki so much. it makes your heart pound and you don't know what to say. but he seems to.

"do you still want to go to space ?" he asks, chest heaving slightly.

you're shocked "..what ?"

"would you still want to go ?" he asks. you try to search around on his face to see if he was kidding, but you don't see a single sign of mischief or amusement on his features.

"i don't know if i'd have the time." you joke, a small smile breaks on his face.

"but if you did." he urges, you hum at the hypothetical, playing around with his hair while he sighs happily.

"well, if i did.." you think "then yeah i probably would. maybe leave my footprint on the moon while i'm at it." you snort.

"then i'll take you." shoto smiles. and after a beat passes you can't help but laugh incredulously.

"you're—" you interrupt yourself with a watery laugh "you're gonna take me to space ?" you ask. he grins, and you don't see it much so it makes your heart stutter and your laughter gets caught in your throat.

"mhm." he answers, eyes brighter than the stars above you "i'll take you, and then you can leave your footprint on the moon."

shoto knows he can't actually take you. realistically, it'd be impossible. but he finds he doesn't care much about realistically's when he's with you.

you know it's probably impossible for him to actually take you to space, but you'll believe in theories and you'll believe in him when he looks at you like you'd hung up the moon and the stars in the sky.

"we'll leave our footprints on the moon." you correct. your boyfriend laughs softly to himself and he nods.

"alright."

"and then we'll go back in a million years to see if they're still there, deal ?"

"alright." he laughs again at your silly arrangement, and he leans down when you pull him in closer to you "deal." and you get a last giggle in before he presses his lips to yours again.

shoto has no doubt that even in a million years, the mark you've left on his heart will never dissapear.

bleeehh i never know how to end fics !! :P

#shoto todoroki x you #not proofread but will fix later !#shoto todoroki x reader #shoto x reader #todoroki shoto x reader #shoto x you #shoto x y/n #shouto x you #shouto drabble #todoroki shouto x reader #shouto x reader #mha x reader #ive been thinkin about shosho alot lately so here you are :3 !!#take my psycho ramblings while i sprint away before runnin out of breath after 5 good seconds

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carnivalcarriondiscarded · 8 months

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assorted scribbles and Love Bites!!!!

#THEYRE IN MY BRAIN THEYRE IN MY BRAIN MY FUCKING GOD THEY'RE IN THERE!!!!!#i want to PUNCH & BITE SOMETHING theyre soooooooo aghh bsdkjcJKDFNJSVDSL #sorry. sorry. look away im losing my Absolute Marbles #they make me so emotional....#having breathing problems while typing #they Affect Me and Effect Me and Everythingggggggg #literallyyyy FUCK everyone else theyre the only ones who matter #scribble salad #laughingstock #barnaby x howdy #howdy x barnaby #watch barnaby's gonna end up being the token straight-#hes bi In My Heart (until proven otherwise. probably gonna be proven otherwise)#tho man... his pokemon au design is So fruity.... WAIT WHAT EAR WAS THE EARRING IN?! hold on i need to look something up #THE LEFT EAR NOOOOO THAT'S THE STRAIGHT EAR-#again Im Just Joking! Joshing! Jesting! dont take this seriously please dear fucking god dont-#im simply a jester in this giant court. jingling my lil bells and doin a jig #fr tho when i first saw all the neighbors i looked right at barnaby and thought 'ah. thats probably the straight one huh'#BUT! WE HAVE NO CONFIRMATION EITHER WAY!#AND I AM AND ALWAYS WILL BE DELUSIONAL ABOUT LAUGHINGSTOCK! SO!!#straight barnaby can't hurt me he isn't real-#and ofc. howdy has always been so so fruity To Me <3 #idk what it is about him! hes just! i look at him and my entire brain goes 'oh that mf has four limp wrists'#AND TOGETHER THEY ARE THE FLUFFY HUSBANDS!!!! WHO WONT LEAVE ME ALONE!!!

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noctumbra · 1 year

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𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚

☆ summary ─ who knew that your silent, very good-looking neighbor with the cutest kid was such a devil under his grumpy and quiet behavior...

☆ pairing ─ dilf!neighbor!pornstar!bucky barnes x reader

☆ warnings ─ smut, +18, kissing, pet names, dirty talk, teasing, dad!bucky, idiots and friends to lovers, explicit videos lol, lots of sex, more warnings can be read in the parts’ warnings section.

☆ parts:

1. TAKE MY BREATH

2. CLOSE TO HEAVEN

3. DEVIL IN DISGUISE

[p.s.: occasional updates might happen even though the series is completed.]

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes imagines #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes angst #bucky barnes x you #bucky x you #dilf!bucky barnes x reader #dilf!bucky #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff smut #natasha romanoff x you #take my breath away

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holylulusworld · 2 years

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Take my breath away - Kinktober 29

Written for @charmed-asylum‘s “Promptthebreakschallenge“

𝕊𝕥𝕖𝕡 𝟙: DEALER CHOOSE: A: 61. “There is no way this much stupid can fit inside one person.” // 17. “| swear it was an accident. //”18. “YOU DID WHAT?!” // 24. you’re not as funny as you think you are // 35. stop laughing at me // 42. how have you survived this long by yourself? // 49. “At least I didn’t break any laws.”

Summary: Your boss acts differently today.

Summary: CEO!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Kink: daydreams

Warnings: angst, language, Bucky being an awful boss (mentioned), enemies to lovers (kinda), kissing

Words: 1,2 k

Kinktober 2022

Why I kidnapped my boss? That’s a good question. Have a seat. Grab a snack. Get comfortable.

“Ms. Y/L/N, get over here,” right when you want to press enter to save the first lines of your story, your boss yells at you again. “Hurry up. I don’t have all day.”

“Yes, Sir,” you grit your teeth. If only you didn’t need the money. “Only a few more months. You can do this.” You’d like to tell yourself, one day you will leave this lousy job behind and start a new life.

“I said, hurry up,” this time your boss barks in your direction. “I swear, you are the worst assistant I ever had.”

“And you are the worst boss I ever had.”

“What?” he furrows his brows.

“What?” biting your tongue you try to hide that you mean every word. “I said, what can I do for you, boss.”

“Hmm…,” your boss watches you get up from your desk to walk toward his office. “At least you get me the right coffee. That’s a pro.”

“Uh-you told me more than once how you like your coffee. It’s not rocket science to get the right coffee, Sir,” damn, sometimes you just can’t stop babbling.

“Sit,” James Buchanan Barnes, the devil himself says. “I got a problem with my smartphone. I mean, it’s not really a problem. Rather a matter of relocation.”

“Relocation?” you cock your head. “I don’t think I understand what you want to tell me, Mr. Barnes.”

“I dropped my phone into the toilet bowl,” he huffs as you stare at him, mouth agape.

“YOU DID WHAT?!” you squeak. How can he drop his phone into a toilet bowl? “How? Why? What now?”

“Uh-I need you to get it out,” now you chuckle. “Stop laughing at me, Ms. Y/L/N! That’s inappropriate. It’s your job to assist me. So, go to the restrooms and get my phone.”

“I didn’t laugh, Sir,” a snort fights its way to the surface.

You struggle to keep a straight face while staring at your boss. He’s still an ass, but right at this moment, he looks like a little boy begging you to get his favorite toy back.

“I just asked myself how you manage to drop your phone into the toilet bowl. Did you want to stream something?”

You grin.

“No.”

He glares at you.

“Maybe you wanted to play a game and your phone just slipped out of your hands. Or you were busy with something more…” you snort. It’s hard to fight the smirk wanting to creep onto your face.

“You’re not as funny as you think you are,” he slams his fist onto his desk, making you flinch. “Go and get my phone.”

“Eek, no! Maybe you peed onto the phone,” pursing your lips you look at your boss. “I’m your assistant but I won’t put my hand into a toilet bowl for you, Sir. That’s a hard no.”

“A hard no?” now he smirks. “Interesting. Didn’t take you for that kind of girl.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

You size your boss up.

“You know, the kind of girl knowing about hard and soft limits. A naughty girl,” he grins. His blue eyes seem to be glued to your face as you shift in your seat.

“Maybe call a plumber or ask the janitor to help you.”

Work dragged on for a few more hours before you were finally allowed to leave your workplace. Luckily, your boss didn’t bother you for the rest of the day.

“Ms. Y/L/N, can you come to my office,” right when you wanted to leave the office, your boss calls for you once again.

“Great. Just great,” you huff.

“Ms. Y/L/N!” he says a little louder. “NOW!”

“Coming, boss,” you put on a fake smile before following him toward the office. “What can I do for you?”

“I swear it was an accident,” he points at the papers you handed him a few hours ago, now soaked, with coffee. “Can you print the papers for me again before you go?”

“How have you survived this long by yourself?” you look at the ruined papers again. “I can print them again for you. Just give me a minute. It’s not a big deal.”

“You’re too kind,” there is something in his eyes before it’s gone. You shake your head, believing you imagined things. “Thank you, doll.”

“I-“ frowning you look at your boss. He never called you anything but Ms. Y/L/N. Now it’s doll? “I’ll be right back.”

“I’ll be waiting for you then.”

You walk out of the room, wondering what happened to your grumpy and loud boss today. He seemed to be lost in thoughts.

“There is no way this much stupid can fit inside one person. How can he mess so many things up in just one day?” you grumble as you make your way back toward your desk. “I should just leave him to his mess. He doesn’t even know that I have his back every day.”

“Doll, can you get me a coffee too? I need to work a little longer tonight,” Mr. Barnes calls from his office. “Please.”

“Please?” huffing you open the document you need to print again. “I didn’t think he knows the word please.” You press print and get up to get the printed pages.

“Come on, do your job,” you impatiently wait for the printer to do its job. “What’s wrong with you?” You kick the printer. “Fuck you! Do your job.”

“Something wrong? Y/N?”

Shaking your head, you check on the printer and ignore your boss. It won’t print the needed pages, so you kick it again, and again until it makes an odd noise.

“I think you broke the printer, Y/N,” he chuckles as you still fight with the printer. “Doll, leave the poor machine alone. We can print the pages tomorrow. It’s fine.”

“At least I didn’t break any laws,” laughing you slap the printer one last time. “That’s a pro, right?” You look at your boss, expecting him to throw insults at you or fire you.

“I can’t do this anymore.”

You blink a few times as your boss starts to run his fingers through his short strands. “What do you mean, Sir?”

“This,” he gestures between you and him. “I can’t ignore my feelings any longer,” you yelp as he almost pounces on you.

You stare at your boss as he cups your face. He bumps the tip of his nose against yours, smiling as you look at him like a deer in headlights.

“Sir?”

“Bucky,” he whispers. “Call me Bucky.”

“I-“

He leans in to press his lips to yours, moaning as you whimper against him.

“Open your mouth,” he purrs against your lips, tongue sliding over your lips, tongue, and the inside of your open mouth.

You close your eyes, whining and moaning as you give in to the feeling of Bucky’s lips against yours. Your pulse quickens, and you feel warm.

“Y/N,” breathing heavily you feel like you can cum only from the way Bucky kisses you. “Y/N!” your eyes flutter open, and you lift your head from your desk. “What are you doing here so late?”

Your boss stares at you with angry steel-blue eyes.

“I-I think…uh-I fell asleep…” you watch him storm off. “What did I just do? How can I dream of that bastard?”

“Miss Y/N to my office,” Bucky barks. “I think we should talk about a few things…”

Part 2

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#promptthebreakschallenge #bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes x you #Take my breath away #kinktober day 29 #kinktober 2022 #bucky x reader

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ceoofdestructix · 3 months

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An Extremely Attractive Gorilla 🐵💕🐻‍❄️

#sonic the hedgehog #sonic #archie sonic #archie comics #sonic archie comics #sergeant simian #sgt simon simian #sgt simian #sgt. simian #sonic oc #my ocs #my art #ursula the bear #ursula x sgt. simian #canon/oc #ursimian #he takes her breath away #theyre married your honor

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the-writing-mobster · 1 year

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phillipsgraves · 1 year

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My love, take my breath away. madeline ortega x john price

i was tagged by my lovelies @denerims and @jendoe ❤ thank you both teehee

edit: i was also tagged by the darling @indorilnerevarine !! thank you lovely 🥺

tagging: @leviiackrman, @kourumi, @captastra, @loriane-elmuerto, @chuckhansen, @queennymeria, @jennystahl, @arklay, @shadowglens, and you! so sorry for any double tags and as always this is super no pressure!

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#i was praying so hard that i could make that bts pic work and i did so please clap #in my mind there is a tiny maddie and price. they are rotating like a rotisserie chicken #tag games #x: take my breath away #oc: madeline ortega #doing this instead of thesis work love that for me xx

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save-the-villainous-cat · 2 years

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Villain finally reached their breaking point and breaks down in Hero's arms, because despite their occupations, Hero is the only person who makes them feel safe and seen

Im just in the mood for hurt/comfort rn, Tysm for all of your hard work!! -💌

There was a pain in their chest. A pain that seemed to pull their heart down and through their innards. The villain couldn’t breathe. In all their years of villainy they’d never felt anything like this.

Too surprised to do anything, the villain couldn’t even cry. They took in gulps of air but eventually, it wasn’t enough. It would never be enough. They felt like they were dying.

“Oh, fuck,” the hero mumbled. Instantly taking a step forward, they were at the villain’s side. They placed their hands on the villain’s cheeks. “Hey, listen to me…”

The villain’s eyes finally focused on them but it didn’t seem sincere. They seemed so alone. And it broke the hero’s heart.

“Look, it’s just an elevator, it’s just stuck. I promise we’ll be fine. We’ll find a way out…” Then it happened. The villain’s tears spilled. Without thinking much of it, the hero hugged their enemy, buried their hand in their hair and rubbed their back with the other.

It didn’t even occur to them that this was wrong. It didn’t occur to them that this was their enemy. All they were seeing was a person in need.

The hero held them close as the villain cried into their shoulder.

“I don’t understand, what’s going on?” the hero whispered. “Is it the elevator? Are you claustrophobic?”

They tried to be gentle but the hero had the terrible impatience of a three-year-old.

However, this time, the hero knew that pushing the villain was stupid. They’d get hurt more and the hero wouldn’t get the information on how to deal with it.

With time, the villain calmed down, thanks to the hero swaying them in their arms and repeating “it’s alright.”

The villain eventually took the hero’s arms off them.

“Sorry, fuck…” they said, their voice trembling. “Fuck, I’m sorry—”

“Hey,” the hero tried calmly, “don’t apologise. It’s alright.”

They reached out to touch the villain again but the villain flinched. And that hurt. The hero felt betrayed.

But they swallowed their feelings.

“I cry a lot,” the hero said. “But I live alone, so no one is there to comfort me. I cry because of the things I see on patrol. I am scared. I’m always so scared.”

The villain stared at them. Red eyes, red nose.

“I’d like to help you. Crying is a humane thing to do,” the hero continued. “Was it the elevator? Were you scared of that?”

“…It’s been so much these last few months,” the villain confessed. Their voice was still wobbly. “And I’m a bit claustrophobic and…everything just came over me, I’m sorry.”

The hero took the villain’s hands.

“Don’t ever be sorry for how you feel. I promise, we’ll get out of here. It is alright.”

The villain nodded and melted into another hug. And in that moment they knew, they’d find a way out of the elevator.

#TAKE MY BREATH AWAY #writing snippet #heroxvillain prompt #heroxvillain snippet #heroes and villains #hero #villain #hero x villain #heroxvillain #request #an answer for an ask #emotional h/c

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kiloskywalker · 11 months

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Sneak Peak Saturday

Okay so I’ve seen the tags from several people about WIP Wednesday, or Seven Sentence Saturday, and I’m sorry I haven’t been able to post. It’s been a very busy month for me at work and also just personally, and I haven’t had a lot of time to write/am going through a little bit of writers block. That being said, I’m combining all of those tags into one post so thank you to @whenshereads @lightningboltreader @carlos-in-glasses @firstprince-history-huh and @chaotictarlos for tagging me at some point or another. Here is another brief glimpse at my Tarlos Fighter Pilots AU “Take My Breath Away” ******* “You’re a cocky asshole, you know that?”

Deep down, Carlos knew he didn’t mean for his words to come out like that, harsher than he intended. But he definitely meant it.

TK’s smile fell, and Carlos could see the emotional walls going back up. “Well, I’m sorry you feel that way Lieutenant Reyes. I like to think I’m just sure of myself. Besides, have you ever met a Navy pilot who wasn’t cocky?”

Carlos actually rolled his eyes this time. “I’m just saying, based on what you were saying during the briefing, you seem to think you have everything figured out. Like you think you’re invincible and then you’ll take whatever risk is necessary. I’m here to tell you that it's not like that. And when the two of us are in the air, I don’t tolerate you putting me at risk just because you think you have something to prove or you want to show off. In the real world, you won’t have your daddy to clean up all of your messes.”

Carlos swore he could see the fire in TK’s eyes at that. Something told him he may have gone a little too far.

TK slammed his water glass down on the table and stood up in Carlos’s face, and Carlos couldn’t help but suddenly remember what it was like the last time they were this close. Although, this time, the mood was substantially different. “Listen here, Lieutenant Reyes,” TK said, his voice low and angry. “Let’s get one thing straight. You don’t know anything about me, or what I’ve done to get myself here. All you know is that I’m a damn good pilot and for some reason you couldn’t keep your hands off me the other night. So if you’re gonna talk to me like that, then we’re done.”

With that, he turned and marched out of the bar, leaving Carlos standing there alone, watching him leave.

*******

No pressure tags: @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad @alrightbuckaroo @sanjuwrites @iboatedhere @whenshereads @carlos-in-glasses @chaotictarlos @lightningboltreader @firstprince-history-huh @rubinsteinsilva126 @welcometololaland and anyone else who wants to participate

#take my breath away #my wips #kilo writes #ask me anything #ask kilo #tarlos fic #tk strand x carlos reyes #im writing as much as i can folks #its like top gun but gay

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