#grif/reader

[yandereunsolved]

،، a penny for your thoughts ”

𐦍 🍒 ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ 🪼 ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ 𐦍 𐦍 🍒 ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ 🪼 ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ 𐦍

a snapshot into every character's yandere tendencies ⛃

Blood Gulch Chronicles ― 3 characters per team ―

Yandere Blue Team 𐦍 Lavernius Tucker, Leonard L. Church, Michael J. Caboose

cw(s): yandere themes, possible violation of boundaries, violence (towards other characters), kidnapping, self-hatred (characters), poor emotional regulation and taking that out on reader, delusions

Yandere Red Team 𐦍 Dexter Grif, Franklin Delano Donut, Richard "Dick" Simmons

cw(s): yandere themes, self-hatred (characters), tampering with reader's food, violence (towards other characters), manipulation, possible violation of reader's boundaries, explotation of reader's insecurities, isolation

🅨🅐🅝. 🅛. 🅣🅤🅒🅚🅔🅡

One phrase. Five syllables.

Bow-Chica-Bow-Wow

Yeah, you're going to regret catching his attention. He's a major flirt, and it's obvious he has the hots for you. You just don't realize how hot he is for you. He's so hot for you that he could set Blood Gulch to a crisp.

His obsession isn't violent (usually), but it is violating. What are boundaries? Baby, he's never heard of them. While he'll never cross a line too great that it'll kill the mood, he will smooth over some in the sand and act as if they never existed.

He is prone to being incredibly competitive for your attention. He'll shove Caboose or shut Church down with a snarky remark to get the attention back on him. He's quite intimidated by Tex and feels inadequate compared to her, so he'll definitely steer you away from her. No worries! She hates everyone. Haha, right...?

Pray to the skies above that you aren't on Red Team. He isn't above kidnapping you or trying to kidnap you to their side. If anything, he's somehow worse if you're his enemy. He's just really into enemies-to-lovers shit. Like, he will throw himself at you while you are actively trying to murk him. He can't exactly find flowers in the Gulch, so he'll have to take one from the Caboose playbook. He throws pretty rocks at you and hopes that you won't try to shoot at him.

Maybe he'll even tempt you with their flag? Is that something you're interested in? He isn't against waving it in your face and having you chase him so Caboose can tackle you and Blue Team can take you "hostage." (Are you really a hostage if Tucker is basically letting you walk around their base unsupervised? You can't leave, but like why would you want to go back to the stupid Red Team anyway?)

If all else fails, he has a secret weapon, because as we all know―you can pick up chicks (gender-neutral) in a tank.

🅨🅐🅝. 🅛. 🅒🅗🅤🅡🅒🅗

Great.

He's fucking in love with you. What kind of bullshit is this? He doesn't understand why he's so angry about it. It's like there's this- lack of something in him, and you fulfill that. He can't stand how vulnerable he feels around you.

His chest just feels so heavy. It's like someone shoved a boulder on top of him (or someone shot him with a tank and he could no longer breathe-). It feels like you did something to him. Did you cast a spell on him? No, that's asinine. He can rationalize it, but when he doesn't understand something, he just becomes mean.

He's really just a moody bitch to you. But if anyone else tries to bitch at you, especially Tex, he'll get incredibly riled up. His composure will be out the base window. He's ready to not just throw hands, but shoot someone in the fucking face.

And then he hears your voice, and he's grounded again. There's a moment of hesitation, and he's just his regular level of pissy again.

You definitely think he hates you more than the others. Yet, you get privileges they don't.

If you get hurt, he's barking at Doc to do his job. He'll carry you if he needs to. Your protection is always his number one priority. Those dirty reds, or his damned teammates' incompetence, won't hurt you, not even just a little.

He'll make you take the time to get your shit together. Having a bad day? He's sidelining you and saying how useless you are. You'll only be more useless, a dead weight to them, if you're on duty that day.

He'll even give you the better parts of whatever passes as food that was shipped to them. If you bring it up, he'll tell you to stop being ungrateful. It must've just been some clerical error. If it keeps happening, then just keep your mouth shut and be happy about it.

...

He loves seeing you smile when you pull your visor up or take your helmet off. It's a rare but welcome sight. It makes him melt; his systems malfunction. He'd re-kill himself and off everyone in the Gulch if it made you smile.

Also, Ghost Church will possess you. He just wants to know what your body feels like. It's so cozy being inside you. You're like the sunshine, and he's a cat that just wants to lie under it and be at peace.

He... cares about you. Don't leave him. Please?

🅨🅐🅝. 🅜. 🅒🅐🅑🅞🅞🅢🅔

He doesn't understand what a yandere is. Don't try to explain it to him. He'll take it as a compliment and only hear the good bits. Having Caboose as a yandere has you doing many things you didn't think you'd be doing, like keeping a dictionary on hand and learning de-escalation techniques.

He sees his feelings as love and in the most pure-hearted way possible. You just make him feel really fuzzy inside. He can barely breathe inside his helmet, and his body's shaking with excitement. He just can't seem to leave you alone. All these bad thoughts swirl in his head when he's separated from you. :(

It doesn't matter what team you are on! He'll love you nonetheless. If you're a red, then you're the "nice red one." If you're a blue, like him, then you're the "bestest blue one."

Do you think shooting at him will do anything? This must be a fun game he hasn't heard of before! Or—maybe it's your way of confessing! Church is bad with words, but he and Caboose are very good friends. Clearly, you have the same problem: you're bad at emotions. That's okay. Sometimes words are hard for him too. He gets the message loud and clear; you want to be Caboose's forever bestie.

Delusional to the core he is. If you're really persistent in rejecting him, then he'll become dejected and mop around like a depressed dog. Eventually, he'll realize that he just has to try harder. Or maybe you were having a bad day and didn't mean it! Were you manipulated by the mean reds? Of course, that's what it is! Why couldn't he see the simple truth before?

You're his best friend; Church is his 2nd best friend .ᐟ

🅨🅐🅝. 🅓. 🅖🅡🅘🅕

Oh? You're gonna hate him too. Everyone does. That's just his part on the team: "the guy you love to hate." But maybe you're the one person who doesn't hate him. Maybe that's enough to make him fall in love.

He depends on your validation. He isn't looking to Sarge; he's looking at you. You don't need to see his eyes to know they're big and sad. If you call him a good boy, then he instantly perks up. It's something he's insulted for, but he sees it as a badge of honor. Pat his head, and he may pretend to be irritated, but he's really just overwhelmed with a sense of satisfaction in himself. (Red Team sees you as a way to get Grif to do actual work.)

He still tries to act nonchalant about it. Whatever. He can stand your presence. It isn't like he's obsessed with you or anything. Yeah. Totally not. He covers his feelings with his usual attitude because it's much easier than expressing them.

He knows he isn't the greatest, but he feels like that shouldn't matter. It isn't a crime to like to eat and laze around! In fact, he'll try to tempt you into his ways. Come on, it's just a little fun. Who cares if Sarge gets mad at you for slacking off? Sarge will blame Grif, not you, and Grif can handle it.

He'll sneak you his precious snacks. Maybe they have something extra in them that he added, but you don't have to know that. It's just a subtle way of marking you. And boy, does he love that. When you do anything he does, that means you belong to him—obviously. It's showing that he's the greatest influence on you. That may or may not be a good thing, but Grif couldn't care less if he's a good role model. He just wants you.

He's a good hype man. He's really a laid-back yandere, but when it comes to supporting you? He's up to level eleven on the hype scale. You're perfect. You're like a literal god(dess). How could you not love yourself? He's nearly genuinely dumbfounded to hear that you have insecurities. Pfft, those stupid little thoughts in your head mean absolutely nothing. Come and take a nap with him. He'll cuddle you and kiss it all better. (Don't, under any circumstances, tell anyone that he's such a softie for you. He will vehemently deny it as he's actively snuggling you.)

🅨🅐🅝. 🅕. 🅓🅞🅝🅤🅣

Donut is dough in your hands.

Shape him. Mold him. Put him in an oven and watch him get firm with a nice hole in the middle. ᡣ𐭩

Really, though. He's more of what I would consider a chameleon yandere. He's incredibly intense, but in a way that suits who you are.

Like if you're touch-starved, he'll be really, really, really clingy, and you'll perceive that as normal.

If you have abandonment issues, then he'll be loyal Private Donut for you.

He's incredibly skilled at passing off his unhealthy behavior as normal to you because, at the end of the day, we all have insecurities, and he will make sure you feel secure in that way so he can go further with his obsessiveness.

He's just so nice and unassuming. You don't expect that from a guy like him.

He's 1,000% an intrusive question asker. He'll immediately apologize if he crosses a line, but he won't stop asking questions. You can belittle him, but he'll continue to pester you. He just needs (wants) to know everything about you!

He's just curious. You're his teammate.

There's nothing wrong with that...

It helps him understand you and your needs better, which helps him become your perfect partner! They say don't change who you are to be with someone you love. But Donut is who he is because he loves you. He's nothing without you.

🅨🅐🅝. 🅡. 🅢🅘🅜🅜🅞🅝🅢

You think he's a kiss-ass for Sarge? Simmons will kiss the ground you stand on. Yes, it's embarrassing. Yes, it's kind of pathetic. You're just that special to him.

You tell him something, and he is sat. He'll agree and nod along. As long as you are paying attention to him, he doesn't care. He has an air of superiority when it comes to receiving your consideration. He does get jealous, but he thinks of himself as more worthy of your love. If you indicate that you prefer someone over him, then his urge to discredit and sabotage that person surfaces.

Manipulation is his strong point.

He's wrapped around your finger, but he has to make sure that he's able to maintain his place there. He cares about his teammates. He doesn't want to kill them. But to destroy their image in your eyes? That is something he is more than willing to do.

He'll make you feel isolated. He's the only one you have―the only one you can count on. He's loyal to the end. There is no need to doubt him or his actions.

He'll take care of you,

no matter the cost.

[ollybear-writes]

Imagine you are a member of blue team who had some kind of experience or education in mental health/ psychology. How different member of the reds and blues would react.

Word count: 500

Trigger warnings: None

Gender neutral reader

Blue Team!

Caboose would definitely feel very attached to you because you would be nice to him / used to working neurodivergent people. As a result you were often the first one to take time to explain things to Caboose or deal with issues at blue base related to something he did.

Church would uncomfortable because of his trauma. If you were at Blood Gulch it would be an unconscious bias. “I should have known you were a fucking shirk” . If you tired to reach out with empathy in any way, or ask a personal question he might say things like “don't therapize me”

Tucker flirt with you

“Are you accepting new patients? Because I’ve got some deep issues... in my pants."

“I’ve got some unresolved trauma that only a night with you could fix”

“Let’s skip the therapy and go straight to the physical release”

Church might ask you about operant conditioning one day and youd be excited to talk about it. Only to find out he started trying to clicker trained Caboose.

Blue team would nominate you as the one to deal with O'malley, doc, Shela, Andy the bomb, and Angry Freelancers.

Doc and you would low key psychoanalyse the other members of the team. His overall knowledge of mental health is kinda lacking in some places but he is fun to compare notes with.

Sister would think its hot and would trauma dump on you.

Red team !

Simmons would overshare and trauma dump on you every opportunity that he had. The second he realized you have any mental health background he would take it as a green light to consider you his therapist.

Grif wouldn’t particularly care and would be one of the few who didn’t treat you any differently.

Sarge would consistently create elaborate narrative that you have blue mind control powers and brainwashed members of the red team who you hang out wirh.

Donut talk about jouraling, yoga, stress relief and self care with you. Wholesome conversation and overall a good time. When you he and doc all hang out it becomes a wellness /self care night.

Lopez wouldn’t really give a shit but may occasionally complain about the robot discrimination and mistreat he experiences.

Freelancers !

Wash would initially be more reserved and mistrustful around you. His experience with Aiden Price and mental health struggles would put his guard up. After he felt like he could trust you, may ask you about dealing with nightmares and insomnia. He would recognize your expertise and ask for yout input when relevant.

Carolina wouldn’t care or really recognize your expertise in any way. She might feel anxious that you would notice some weakness in her. She used to hiding her emotions from counselors and everyone else really.

Tex would interrogate you and feel overall mistrustful of you. Again connected to freelancer trauma.

[whimsybats]

Red vs Blue x Shy!Fem!Reader

╰┈➤ So there's basically like no content lately for my funky lil space marines.... I'd like to change that.

I'll still be writing my Batfam stuff too but I do want to add a bit to the RvB x Reader side of Tumblr.

I'm also not sure how often I'll post for RvB content (or any in general but I really want to get into imagines/headcanon writing yk?)

But here's my first shot at a RvB x Reader ig? In headcanon format.

Here's how I'd like to imagine a more soft/shy!reader in the canyon, I'm writing as a fem!reader because it's what I'm more comfortable with. [also I'm a sucker for more soft/shy inserts, sue me LOL]

-Reader is seen as a baker, gamer (you can choose table top games or video games), etc to have a bit of variety in interactions. I'd imagine you can fight to a degree like everyone else but social interactions aren't your strong suit.

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So, you ended up in the shitty canyon of Blood Gulch. In training you weren't known for any outstanding leadership or other skills when it comes to fighting so you were sent here.

To top it all off you're the only female in the canyon... that is until Tex shows up.

Imagine being on Blue Team, I'd like to think Church tolerates you a bit more than the others for being "less annoying" in his words.

Tucker absolutely loves to tease the shit out of you, he'll absolutely try to "woo" you since you've been the only girl he's seen since he's got here.

I think after a while he'd probably stop "wooing" you knowing you showed no interest, but would still tease you.

When Caboose comes around, he would probably follow you around like a lost puppy since you're the only one who is nice to him at the time.

You'd probably have baking days if you had anything good sent in from Command.

•• ━━━━ ••●•• ━━━━ ••

I'd imagine when Tex comes in she enjoys your company a bit more than the others, both being girls... and you're less loud and more tolerable. If she's fixing up Sheila (the tank) she might have you there to help hand over tools and such.

You and Doc might bond being the more quiet ones in the canyon... you might hand him over some baked goods when he would be around, whether they were made by you or one of your teammates (the most likely other one would be Caboose, I'd like to imagine he at least knows how to make a small variety of cookies like chocolate chips, sugar cookies, maybe those peanut butter cookies?) He'd probably try to get O'Malley/Omega to spare you in his plans lol

Oh boy when Donut joins the reds, be prepared for you guys have sleepovers with him and Caboose and let's be real he'd probably drag Doc in (especially in the later seasons).

Being one of the more shy people in the canyon, each of the people might try to get you to be included in the chaos one way or another.

When you get to Chorus, you're probably with Tucker, Caboose, Simmons and Grif. If Felix feels flirty, you probably get dragged off the most by Tucker or Caboose since they notice your cues the most, maybe Grif if he happens to be around (he'd just invite you to raid the mess hall which you'd only accept to get away from the flirting). Caboose might try to take up most of your time as possible unless you're split off for missions.

Wash and Carolina try their best to train you, without scaring you off. Initially you were scared of them when they first showed up, you pretty much have scary guard dog privileges now.

Sarge might try to do a typical over-the-top plan with the reds to support you in some situations if you happen to team up with them against a mutual enemy like the Meta. (might be more post-Wyoming/Prophecy "arc" maybe like s6/Reconstruction)

Although when you're enemies you definitely feel like you could shrink into your armor when you hear his loud booming voice, but since you're there to fight you still stay and fight, you just won't be as involved as Tucker and Church when negotiating, sometimes you pull them away if you have an idea and have one of them shout it for you

You, Grif and Simmons might have chill movie/game nights when you can. (if those are even possible??) You might try to sneak in to the red base but Sarge might let you pass anyways since you keep Donut out of his hair often.

maybe pt 2 later? lmk what you think! (idk how to write for shy!reader well but hopefully i'll improve soon..)

[snowyaika]

pairing: felix x rebel!reader

summary: you and felix became close when he joined the rebellion. when he’s gone from a mission longer than he should be, you set out to find where he really is.

word count: 2.2k

warnings: season 6 chapter 10 spoilers, swearing, symptoms of a panic attack but not actually stated, brief mention of suicide(but not acted upon), pain pain pain!, kind of an open ending, all lowercase, gn!reader, follows plot of show

notes: whew! put a lot of prompts into this one, gotta make it sting a little! keep in mind this is my first work for this fandom and for…well, anything! please please please comment your thoughts on it, hope you all enjoy :)

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“felix, rendezvous back at the ship, it’s time to let them end their war once and for all.” the radio goes quiet for a moment, the other side contemplating their choice of words.

“tie up your loose ends.”

the line cuts off with static, locus supposedly getting ready for the attack on the federal army.

it’s quiet, until a long sigh breaks through the empty room. “fuck.”

-

it’s no question that felix and you have a… special relationship. ever since he joined the rebellion, it’s as if you two just clicked.

you were one of the best in the rebellion, although you didn’t have much competition. because of your superior skill, or well, the inferior skill of others, you had trouble connecting with the other soldiers.

when felix showed up, everything changed.

like a flipped switch, you were never alone, always by each other’s side. of course, other than when he went on his own missions and when you had your own duties to attend to on base.

you two did everything together. training, dining, hell— even chores (although, he was more so just keeping you company as you were on dish duty).

eventually, things started to take a turn. training sessions and missions suddenly turned into late night walks and deep conversations in your quarters.

of course, this soon led to more… intimate moments between you both.

soon after, everyone could catch on that you two had something going on.

… or maybe it was after felix beat up a new recruit to the brink of death when he found out the poor guy was flirting with you.

nevertheless, things were going fine— perfect even. as fine as things can be during a civil war.

until everything wasn’t.

-

“felix? i thought kimball sent you out to scout the feds?”

you’re in the back of the weaponry, sharpening your knives (gifted by a certain someone) and preparing your other guns for an upcoming mission when you spotted him walking up to you.

“oh god, please tell me she doesn’t want me to tag along. i don’t know how many more bullets i can take for you.”

he let out a soft chuckle as he stood in front of you, staring down at you seated on a crate.

“oh please, it was one time. and you didn’t even get shot, it grazed your leg.” his eyes flicker down to the knife in your hand, his chest puffing up smugly.

he’s weird that way. seeing you use the knives he gifted you gave him a sense of possessiveness, as if he was staking his claim on you. you always called him a creep when he brought it up.

neither of you brought up how you never denied it.

“as much as i’d love to have you on this next mission, no, she didn’t tell me to come get you.” he clears his throat before continuing, “i just… wanted to you to see me off.”

you pause your work, staring up at him with a confused look. of course because of the helmets, he doesn’t see it, so you both stare at each other in awkward silence for a moment.

“...okay, i’ll bite. why?” you set your weapons to the side so you can stand face to face with him. “you don’t plan to die on this one, do you?” your tone has a tint of humor to it, but your body is clearly tense.

“darling, please. look who you’re talking to. you think some weak federals can kill this awesome bod? i’m offended.” he makes a pose of showing off his arm muscles, causing you to just scoff and lightly shove his shoulder.

“right. i forgot i was hanging with the strongest man on the planet,” your tone drips with faux praise, glancing behind him at the lingering soldiers giving you both cautious glances.

“i’m serious though. i just wanted to see you before i left.” he steps closer, his hand reaching for yours, his fingers brushing against your wrist. your helmet clinks gently against his like a childish kiss. everyone already knew about you two, but it’s nice to keep some professionalism in public.

“how long will you be gone?” you whisper softly, as if raising your voice would shatter the intimate moment between you two.

“not long. intel says it’ll be quick. i should be back in a few days.” he responds just as gently, all humor in his voice gone and replaced with a tone you would never hear him use with anyone else.

“okay, be safe.”

-

it’s been two weeks since your last conversation with him, and it’s safe to say you were… on edge.

you’ve been going around the base non-stop asking the same questions, where is he, what do you know about the mission he was sent on, and at some point during it all kimball summoned you herself after you snapped at one of the rookies.

“what the hell were you thinking, pulling a gun on a fucking rookie? have you lost your goddamn mind?!”

kimballs voice is loud enough to echo throughout the whole base, yet you remain unphased as she throws words towards you that are intended to hurt. you tune her out, completely uninterested in what she has to say.

your mind hasn’t been the same since he left. you can handle when he goes off on his usual missions, but when he doesn’t come back two weeks after he said he should’ve?

it’s logical for you to get a little high strung.

you let her hurl a few more insults towards you before interrupting. “it won’t happen again. am i dismissed?”

she grinds her jaw to restrain the next string of curses about to be let out, and huffs. “look, i know you’re stressed that felix is gone. shit, i don’t know where he is either, okay? but you need to get your shit together. i don’t want to see another fuck up like this again, understand?”

you only nod, turning on your heel and walking out of the building. as you make your way towards your quarters, you overhear the galaxy's greatest heroes (a bunch of lazy idiots if anyone were to ask you) talking about some sort of rescue mission to save the rest of their team.

you tense up. maybe felix was sent to go after them and got captured himself? you were willing to take the chance to find out.

pausing, you contemplate the risk of asking to join them. not because it would be betraying your alliance to the rebellion, but because hanging around with them will surely lower your chance of survival.

waving away your doubts, you walk into the building they were in. they notice you immediately, instantly becoming tense. “oh… hey there,” the yellow (orange, he always corrects you) one says.

“i want in on your little rescue mission. it’ll be wise for you to bring me along.”

they all share a look, before the teal one speaks up, “uh… sure. but why?”

-

oh my god, they’re fucking idiots.

there is absolutely no possible explanation as to how the five of you have made it this far, and you don’t plan on questioning it, instead thanking whatever god is up there that you haven’t blown your own brains out from the frustration of having to deal with their idiotic antics.

you don’t think about it any longer once they reunite with their team, your disappointment evident when you don’t see felix being one of the people among them.

for fucks sake, where could he have gone?

your question gets answered shortly after.

“...felix?”

you stand amongst the other soldiers, staring at him with a confused expression. your heart stutters in what you thought was relief, but you should’ve known better.

once the fight broke out, you were so confused. you had no idea what to do. do you shoot at him? what if it was just a huge misunderstanding? why was he with locus? there was too much going on. before you even knew it, one of the soldiers, you’re assuming one of the heroes allies, teleports your team away.

you were left behind.

following your instincts, you fucking book it and run, away from whatever the hell just happened and whoever the hell was chasing you.

not long after, because your training wasn’t that good, you’re worn out from running away, deciding to take cover behind one of the many rocky pikes surrounding the base.

you drop your gun, your hands shaking too much to hold it steady. “fuck, fuck, fuck!” you hear footsteps running past you, and you try your best to hold your breath. you didn’t know what to do, you weren’t cut out for this, you weren’t cut out for this war.

your breath is shallow as you rip off your helmet, taking large gasps of air and clutching your chest tightly to help ease the pain forming there. you couldn’t feel anything, your chest was hurting so much it numbed the pain in your legs from running.

trying to steady yourself, you count your breaths, praying that you can just calm down and keep running.

“i knew i’d find you here.”

your heart drops, and you raise your head to look up at the person approaching you. you take a deep breath to try and focus.

“felix, i thought you- what the hell is going on?” you stand up straight, starting to walk towards him. you’re so confused and you need to know if it's really him.

before you can even take a step, his gun is aimed straight at your face. “stay where you are.”

your body instantly freezes, a sudden chill shooting down your spine. “felix.. what are you doing? we can leave before they find us, stop messing with me and put the gun down!”

he doesn’t seem to listen, his gun following your head as you try to move slightly out of its range.

“you know, from the day we met, i knew i’d hurt you eventually,” he lowered his gun, starting to pace slowly in front of you.

the radio in his suit buzzes, most likely containing orders to the soldiers nearby to eliminate you immediately, but all he does is switch it off.

“i was surprised, really, how easily you opened up to me. i mean, come on, trusting a mercenary? i thought i taught you better,” he keeps the gun lowered, but you know the threat is still prominent, “and then you had to go and fall for me. you sure gave me trouble finding ways to report to command without you being on my back all the time.”

your brain lags, trying to piece together what he’s saying but you’re so deep in denial. “felix i- what are you even saying?”

“do you remember the first time we met?” he cuts you off, taking a step closer. “the first conversation we had?”

when you don’t respond, he takes pride in answering his own question, “i told you not to get too close to me. kimball said it herself– i was hired to help you guys, what makes you think you and your little crush on me could ever change that?”

it’s like a wave of ice water washes over you, and you finally come to your senses. it really is felix, and he really is betraying you.

your gaze slides down to your previously dropped gun, and as if reading your mind, he lifts his gun again towards you, “i don’t think so, darling.”

what once was a nickname that made you smile giddily, now makes your body tingle in a new feeling of discomfort.

“what is this, a lesson in not trusting people? god, spare me the act,” your words leak with newfound hatred, glaring at him as if looks could kill. “just get it over with and say you never loved me.”

your brain yells at you to not be so hostile, to start begging for your life, but you’re stubborn.

just how he taught you.

your comment takes him by surprise, the grip on his gun faltering slightly. he quickly recovers, tightening his grip and aiming it at you with a new sense of justification. “don’t make me kill you.”

you let out a scoff, “what, going to shoot me? go on, do it.”

after a moment of silence between you both, and still no sound of a trigger, your eyes narrow at him, “don’t have the balls to do it? you don’t need me to call locus over, do you?”

he lets out a low growl, but still makes no move to pull the trigger. letting out a sigh, you lean back on your heels. if you were going to die now, you’d at least like one of your questions answered.

“what was going through your head when i told you i loved you?” you try to sound like you don’t care, like him betraying you didn’t feel like a fucking train wreck, but you can’t help the unsteadiness in your voice.

“that i wish you never had trusted me.”

you see his finger twitch on the trigger, and you look up to the sky.

as much as you hated the feds, they had a pretty damn good view.

[heaven-s-black-box]

Valhalla- Wash x Fem!Ex-Freelancer!Reader

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Recovery date: August 14th, 2023

Description: ok i probably wont actually have 20, but my first req: wash x reader (could be during or post freelancer) where they're trying to hide their relationship, but failing miserably

Notes: This entry was recovered as an early draft of the previous entry found here.

Word count: 843

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Agent Washington— or Church, as Caboose keeps calling him— is a man of mystery. He is a strong, brave ex-freelancer on the path to redemption. He is the new blue team leader, and a pain in the red’s side. There is no denying, in Tucker’s begrudgened words, that he is fucking awesome. I bet he gets so many ladies, the self proclaimed sword wielding badass had grumbled as he sat in captivity at red base.

One of the red’s few wins since Church’s demise on Sidewinder.

Not that it mattered, Wash single handedly recaptured the man; before being informed that he needed to negotiate the prisoners return and was not, in fact, allowed to just steal him back. That’s what makes it fun, Simmons insisted.

Wash’s ensuing confusion, his brow furrowed and mouth opening and closing as he tried to find words, was the least composed the reds and blues had seen him. In Y/N’s opinion, sitting on the edge of the blue Vallhala base and watching the impromptu truce, it was adorable.

“But… that’s not how war works,” Wash said, voice strained in confusion.

Simmons and Tucker face palmed.

“Ya, but- You know what, it doesn’t matter,” Simmons huffed. “Let’s make a deal, you can steal back captured team mates, if Y/N joins our team.”

“Wait, what? When did I become part of this?”

“Well if Mr. Ex-Freelancer here gets to steal back blues, we need someone to help us take back our guys from them!”

“Sería bueno tener alguien con quien hablar,” Lopez said. (It would be nice to have someone to talk to)

“Lopez is right!” Sarge nodded.

“Oh, esto va a terminar mal.” (Oh, this is going to end poorly)

“We can’t take Y/N-”

“Eso no es lo que dije.” (That is not what I said)

“Because if we did, the blues would be at a disadvantage!”

“You know what,” Wash sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose.

Sarge ignored him, continuing on, “But maybe… we could use her as bait to capture Washington! You know, it’s like those fairytales-”

“I love fairytales!” Donut cheered.

“The knight in shining armor,” Y/N raised a brow and smirked as Sarge stiffened in fear, though he clearly wasn’t deterred as he continued, “saves the princess from the tower!”

Caboose gasped, “Are we playing make believe? I love playing mak-”

“Okay, everyone shut up! I’m sorry for ruining your ga-war. I will no longer steal back team members, now can we please end this conversation?”

“Jeez, what’s got you so cranky? Y/N not suck your dick this morning?”

“Lavernius!” Y/N scolded.

Agent Washington was a man of mystery, a complete badass, and Tucker had never seen the man so flustered before. He was even redder than when he’d switched armor in the freezing cold of Sidewinder; and Sarge had made a few cracks that he should join the red team. 

“I-Wha-wha- That was completely inappropriate!” Wash spluttered. “I-I’m going for a walk.”

He pulled his helmet out from the crook of his arm and yanked it over his head, letting out a faint ow as the force hit him, and starting marching off towards the wall.

None too quietly, Grif announced that everyone should steer clear of that direction for the next few hours.

Wash had just settled against the wall as Y/N approached, splitting off from the reds on the way back to their base. She was out of armor, finding it more comfortable as she healed from her Meta inflicted injuries, letting Wash admire her fond smile. He’d noticed that she smiled more often now…

“When Caboose told me about you,” he started as she came to lean against the wall beside him, “I wasn’t sure what to think. The woman he told me about, Y/N, she didn’t sound like the Agent Michigan I knew.”

He unclipped his helmet and set it down, resting his cheek on his knees as he looked up at her.

“Ya… I guess they kind of rubbed off on me. You probably felt the same way I felt watching you and the Meta work to-” A red spot on the side of Wash’s head caught Y/N’s eye. “Wash move!”

Without hesitation, Wash dropped to his side and rolled away from the wall as a shot went off. Y/N dove into a forward roll, grunting in pain before scrambling behind Wash as he got to his feet.

The reds and blues had come out of their bases by now, looking round for where the shot had come from.

“Well… it’s good to see some things don’t change,” Carolina teased as her camo deactivated and her armor stood out against the gray rocks.

Y/N peaked over Wash’s shoulder as the reds and blues came running over, guns drawn and yelling.

“Carolina?” The two ex-freelancers asked.

She crouched down, paying no mind to the reds and blues that were left discussing amongst themselves.

“I hate to interrupt your honeymoon, but I need your help to find the director.”

[beardedmrbean]

At least 110 mostly elderly people have been brutally murdered by gang members in the Haitian capital, Port-au-Prince, according to a human rights group.

The National Human Rights Defence Network (RNDDH) said a local gang leader had targeted them after his son fell ill and subsequently died.

The gang leader reportedly consulted a voodoo priest who blamed elderly locals practising "witchcraft" for the boy's mystery illness.

The United Nations said the number of people killed in Haiti so far this year in spiralling gang violence had reached "a staggering 5,000".

Warning: This story contains details some readers may find upsetting

While details from the massacre are still emerging, the UN's human rights chief Volker Türk on Monday put the number of people killed over the weekend "in violence orchestrated by the leader of a powerful gang" at 184.

The killings happened in the Cité Soleil neighbourhood of the capital.

According to reports, gang members seized scores of residents aged over 60 from their homes in the Wharf Jérémie area, rounded them up and then shot or stabbed them to death with knives and machetes.

Residents reported seeing mutilated bodies being burned in the streets.

RNDDH estimated 60 were killed on Friday while another 50 were rounded up and murdered on Saturday, after the gang leader's son had died of his illness.

While RNDDH said that all the victims were over 60, another rights group said some younger people who had tried to protect the elderly had also been killed.

Local media said that elderly people believed to be practitioners of voodoo had been singled out because the gang leader had been told his son's illness had been caused by them.

Rights groups said the man who had ordered the killings was Monel Felix, also known as Mikano.

Mikano is known to control Wharf Jérémie, a strategic area in the port of the capital.

According to Romain Le Cour Grandmaison, a Haiti expert at the Global Initiative against Transnational Crime (GI-TOC), the area is small but hard for the security forces to penetrate.

Local media said that residents had been prevented from leaving Wharf Jérémie by Mikano's gang, so news of the deadly killings was slow to spread.

The group forms part of the Viv Ansanm gang alliance, which controls much of the Haitian capital.

Haiti has been engulfed in a wave of gang violence since the assassination in 2021 of the then-president, Jovenel Moïse.

Data gathered by GI-TOC shows there was a decline in the murder rate between May and September of this year, after rival gangs had reached an uneasy truce.

But attempts by the gangs to expand their territory beyond their strongholds in the capital have led to particularly bloody incidents in the past two months, with ordinary residents rather than rival gang members being increasingly targeted.

On 3 October, 115 locals were killed in the small town of Pont-Sondé in the Artibonite department.

That massacre was reportedly carried out by the Gran Grif gang in retaliation for some residents joining a vigilante group to resist attempts by Gran Grif to extort locals.

If confirmed, the death toll given by the UN for this weekend's killings in Cité Soleil, would make it the deadliest incident so far this year.

With gangs in control of an estimated 85% of Port-au-Prince and increasingly large swathes of the countryside, hundreds of thousands of Haitians have been forced to flee their homes.

According to the International Organization for Migration, more than 700,000 people - half of them children - are internally displaced across the country.

Gang members often use sexual abuse, including gang rape, to sow terror among the local population.

In a report published two weeks ago, Human Rights Watch researcher Nathalye Cotrino wrote that "the rule of law in Haiti is so broken that members of criminal groups rape girls of women without fearing any consequences".

Attempts by the Kenyan-led Multinational Security Support Mission to quell the violence have so far failed.

The international police force arrived in Haiti in June to bolster the Haitian National Police but is underfunded and lacks the necessary equipment to take on the heavily armed gangs.

Meanwhile, the Transitional Presidential Council (TPC) - the body created to organise elections and re-establish democratic order - appears to be in turmoil.

The TPC replaced the interim prime minister last month and seems to have made little progress towards organising elections.

"They reign over a mountain of ashes," GI-TOC's Romain Le Cour Grandmaison writes of the council in his report.

[yanderes-galore]

Yandere! Halo Red vs Blue Masterlist

Sarge

- Yandere! Sarge Concept (Romantic) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

- Yandere! Sarge with Medic! Darling (Romantic) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

Dick Simmons

- Yandere! Dick Simmons Concept (Romantic) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

Dexter Grif

- Yandere! Dexter Grif Concept (Romantic) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

- Yandere Alphabet - Dexter Grif (Romantic) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

Franklin Delano "Donut"

- Yandere! Franklin Delano "Donut" Concept (Romantic/Platonic) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

Leonard L. Church (The Alpha)

- Yandere! Leonard L. Church Concept (The Alpha) (Romantic) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

- Yandere Alphabet - Leonard L. Church (Romantic) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

Michael Caboose

- Yandere! Caboose Concept (Platonic/Romantic) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

Lavernius Tucker

- Yandere! Lavernius Tucker Concept (Romantic) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

Mark Temple

- Yandere! Mark Temple with Freelancer! Darling (Romantic) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

- Projection - Yandere! Mark Temple Short (Romantic) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

Agent Florida

- Yandere! Agent Florida/Butch Flowers Concept (Romantic/Platonic) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

Agent South Dakota

- Yandere! Agent South Dakota Concept (Romantic) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

Agent Texas

- Yandere! Agent Texas Concept (Blood Gulch Era) (Romantic) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

- Anomaly - Yandere! Agent Texas Scenario (Romantic) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

Agent Maine/The Meta

Sharkface

- Yandere! Platonic! The Meta Concept (Platonic) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

Agent Carolina

- Yandere Agent Carolina Concept (Freelancer! Reader/Darling) (Romantic/Platonic) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

- Yandere! Sharkface with Freelancer! Darling (Romantic) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

Felix

- Yandere! Felix with Medic! Darling (Romantic/Platonic) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

Locus

- Yandere! Locus Prompts 46, 51, 58 (Romantic) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

Omega

- Yandere! Omega/O'Malley Concept (Romantic) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

Multiple Characters

- Yandere! Locus vs Agent Washington (Romantic - Rivalry) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

- Yandere! Simmons vs Grif with Blue Team! Darling (Blood Gulch Chronicles) (Romantic - Rivalry) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

- Blue Team Relations - Yandere! Platonic! Caboose Short (With some Yandere! Church) [Platonic (Caboose)/Romantic (Church)] [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

- Yandere! North vs South Dakota (Romantic/Platonic - Rivalry) [GENDER-NEUTRAL]

[chainsawseesaw]

Iron Wolf by Siri Pettersen

My rating: 5 of 5 stars Iron Wolf is by no means a perfect book. In fact, I do have some issues with it. Occasional missing punctuation and things of that ilk, but if you can look over that, there is a wonderful story waiting just beneath. Enough for me to still call it my favourite book after three rereads. Juva is a brilliant protagonist, seeing her morph and change and, in some ways, become exactly what she hates and, in other ways, transcending that. She is badass, and takes no shit. She's exactly what I like in a strong female protagonist. I don't love her thing with Grif; it's more lust than love, and I don't like that. But I'm also very hard to please when it comes to romance. The story is intriguing, draws you in, and spits you out completely different. It's gritty; there's deception and plans and blood. So very much of it. I love the blood readers, them being nothing of their original shape and seeing how time has destroyed them and turned them into swindlers. I love the Vardari, and I'm excited to see how their war with each other and the world unfolds in the next book. Being in an unfinished series is my only true gripe with this book; you should read it anyway, though. Join me in the wait. View all my reviews

[ripr4]

Doc: Is it still visible? Where Johnson slapped me?

Grif: Your face looks like a don't walk signal.

Clayton: Your face looks like a photo negative for the hamburger helper box.

Tucker: A palm reader could tell Johnson's future by looking at your face.

Sarge: The phrase 'talk to the hand cause the face ain't listening' doesn't work for you, because the hand is your face.

Doc: ...A simple 'yes' would've sufficed.

[yandereunsolved]

YANDERE REDS (and blues too if it's not too much work!) WHO UHHH see you talking to someone (that isn't on the team) longer than unnecessary,,, to the point they're taking all your time and attention

— 💌 anon (gonna stick around for a whiiileee im on a halo binge 👅👅👅) (also thank you for the rvb food you literally saved me from dehydration) (lemme know if emote is taken)

I am also on a Halo binge. 💌 emote is not taken so you are free to do so. 🫶

Gotta feed and water all the yandere lovers. I know a lot of you are very parched.

Hmm. Four that immediately come to mind are Blue (Church and Tucker) and Red (Grif and Sarge).

꒰ა Church ໒꒱

He is the embodiment of this >:( emoticon.

Expect a totally healthy amount of expletives to leave his mouth.

He'll try to act like he isn't insanely jealous but you can totally tell. He's constantly trying tarnish whatever image you have of them.

He's in his "bitch plus mood," as Tucker puts it.

He's angrily kicking rocks and muttering to himself. He disappears at odd times. Those odd times are spent trying to snipe down the person you have been favoring. It doesn't go too well.

He can't express his feelings so he acts like a constipated toddler.

꒰ა Tucker ໒꒱

Bow Chicka Whiskey Tango Foxtrot

Is his swagger not fuckable enough for you?

He tries his best to act unaffected, but he feels like a third wheel. He flirts so much more around you. He keeps his attention only on you. You really can't be this dense. He can hardly believe it.

If he gets angry enough he may sway his energy sword around. He'll "jokingly" challenge the person whose been taking up all your time to a duel. He doesn't plan on playing fair. He also doesn't want to completely kill them, because that's kinda fucked up. However, if it secures your sweet sweet body as his, then it's worth it.

ʚ Grif ɞ

Ugh, now he can't even nap in peace! He was going to take his third nap of the day when he realized you weren't there―again. You've been skipping snack time and nap time with him. He knows it hasn't been to do actual work because you haven't been as tired as you usually are.

He's even grumpier when he realizes you've been spending all your time with a certain someone.

How is he going to compete with that? He doesn't even want to compete! He hates competing, unless it's who can eat the most or go without moving the longest.

He's incredibly hurt and will try to drag you away everytime he sees you with them. Screw whatever you're trying to accomplish. Another relationship besides you and him? Fuck that. He'll smother you for a little while. Maybe after getting a taste of him again you'll remember what you're missing.

ʚ Sarge ɞ

He's immediately ordering his soldier to stop their fratenernizing with the enemy force. No Reds will flirt with you. He's made sure of that. Maybe he had to break a few bones to do so, but he got the message across quite effectively.

He'll just shoot them point blank. Whether he actually hits his target or not is another story. Those dammed Blues are the enemy! No way in any hell are you being romanced by one of them.

It sends a clear message: you belong to Sarge. Anyone who gets in the way will get a bullet to the head.

[bloodgulchblog]

You guys missed out on my Grif era, and it's an exercise for the reader to determine whether or not that's a dodged bullet.

[snowyaika]

Hi! Can i have prompt 21 from fluff/humor category? I have this idea about Grif being jealous of fem!RedTeam!reader friendship with Bitters. Like they get on very well and Bitters might even have some crush on reader, but Grif have unspoken feelings for her too and that is making him jealous and upset.

Gosh, I hope it doesnt sound weird.

Thanks for your works!!!

prompt: “are you jealous? want me all to yourself, do you?”

pairing: grif x redteam!reader, slight bitters x reader

summary: ever since you’ve been recruited into the new republic to save the rest of your team, you’ve gotten awfully close to bitters. grif doesn’t approve of the new friendship you two have made.

warnings: fem!reader, swearing, mutual pinning, tucker not being able to read the room, terrible communication skills!!!, all lowercase

word count: 1.2k (short but sweet!)

notes: thank you so much for the request!! it really means a lot <3 not my best work but i enjoyed making it nonetheless! let me know what you guys think :)

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“simmons, i’m telling you, she’s basically in love with him! she hasn’t left his side since he treated her to the dining hall!”

“grif, the food is free here. he wasn’t paying for anything.”

“maybe she likes cheap guys! i’m cheap! i could take her to the dining hall and we’d have a great time!”

“i think we need to re-evaluate your idea of a good time with a woman…”

the sound of their conversation travels through the cave as they make their way to the training grounds, supposedly to give their ‘orders’ to the new team they had to look after.

tucker, caboose, and the other lieutenants are already there once they arrive.

you and bitters arrive shortly after, walking side by side. you’re laughing at something he’s saying, and grif’s scowl deepens.

“see simmons? in love.”

you see grif as you walk closer to the group and brighten instantly. “grif! god, do i have a story for you! you wouldn’t believe what bitters just told me!”

simmons cringes inwardly when he sees grif tense.

maybe this was a bigger issue than he thought.

-

“–and then wash came in! you should’ve seen his reaction!”

“uh huh.”

“god it was so funny!”

“i bet.”

“and then bitters–”

“yeah okay, i get it. he’s funny. is that all?”

you give him a confused smile. “uh..what?”

“i just don’t see why you have to talk about him all the time! it’s not like we see him every day!” you’re left shocked as he continues, “if he’s so funny, just go hang out with him instead!”

“grif wait-”

before you can even get another word in, he’s storming out of the building to god knows where.

probably the mess hall.

“…the fuck is his problem?”

-

“and then he just stormed out! can you believe it?” you’re seated on the floor of the training ground, having just finished an intense drill led by wash.

“what’s up with him?” bitter replies, seated next to you.

“i wonder if i did anything to make him mad? we’ve always been on good terms… what could’ve set him off?” you lean back on your hands, looking up at the ceiling, “i did eat some of his food at the mess hall a few days ago.. maybe that’s it?”

“could be,” he feeds, sounding uninterested in the topic.

“but we always share, that can’t be it!”

“does it really matter?”

you turn to him, a small frown on your face, “what do you mean? of course it matters!”

“i mean, do you really think he’s going to stay mad at you? he’s too lazy to hold a grudge.” bitters looks at you with a small smirk, “plus, you have me. isn’t that enough?” he sounds a bit nervous.

“yeah… i guess you’re right. hopefully he gets over whatever he’s mad at soon.”

-

“dude, what the fuck is his problem?” tucker is sitting next to simmons, watching grif stare daggers into the back of bitters head as you and him laugh at another table in the mess hall.

“he thinks she likes bitters. i’m trying to tell him he’s imagining things.” simmons sighs and takes another scoop of food. he's been dealing with this all weak, he needs a break.

“what? no way, she does not have the hots for bitters, of all people.”

grif perks up, looking at tucker, “why? did she say something?”

“what? no, it’s obvious. come on guys, it’s bitters. he’s lazy, boring, and never does anything he’s asked!”

“…”

“…”

“w-what? why are you guys staring at me like that? am i wrong?” all grif does is groan, turning his head to stare at you again.

“nice job, idiot.” simmons mutters.

“okay, not my fault,” tucker puts his hands up defensively, “but still, she totally doesn’t like him. i know when a chick likes a guy, trust me.”

“how can you even tell?”

tucker starts to list examples off on his hand, “if she likes him, she’ll spend all her time with him, find everything he says funny, and probably share intimate details about herself with him.” as he speaks, your laugh is heard again.

grif abruptly stands up, walking over to where you’re seated.

“…”

“…”

“i’m glad i’ve never had to ask you for any advice.”

“shut up.”

-

your gaze has secretly been set on grif the whole time, perking up when he stands and walks over to you. he stops on the opposite side of the table, a look of determination in his eyes.

“grif! what’s up? everything okay?”

“can we talk?” he pushes out, his fingers twitching slightly.

“uh yeah! of course!” when you make no move to get up, he narrows his eyes at bitters.

“alone.”

bitters lets out a small scoff, frowning. you’re confused as you stand up, following grif out of the mess hall, waving to tucker and simmons on the way out.

tucker gives a mock salute and simmons mouths ‘good luck’.

what’s their deal?

you follow grif out as he leads you to the side of the building, turning on his heel and facing you. it’s silent for a moment.

he takes a deep breath, before talking, “i’m sorry i’ve been… avoiding you lately. i’ve had a lot of stuff on my mind and i haven’t been the best… friend to you.”

you smile, just happy that he’s talking to you again. “it’s okay. did anything happen? i was worried i did something.”

he gulps before continuing, “seeing you hanging out with bitters all of the time, doing stuff we always do, made me a bit upset, i guess. i didn’t–don’t– like seeing you with him.”

your head tilts, not picking up on the cue he was giving you. you chuckle softly, “what, are you jealous? want me all to yourself, do you?”

“yes.”

“i–oh– what?” your tongue twists, you feel the tips of your ears burn.

“i’m saying i like you, and i hate seeing you with bitters. he’s trying to take you away from me.”

your mouth gapes open, completely shocked from the turn of events, “you… like me?”

“since the first time we convinced simmons his non-existent cat died.”

you’re left standing there speechless, your mouth twitching before it breaks out into a huge smile, “seriously?”

“look, if you like bitters, i won’t get mad. i just need to have a long talk with hi– oomph!” he’s cut off when your arms wrap tightly around his shoulders, crushing him in a hug.

“you have no idea how long i’ve been waiting to hear that!”

“i-what?” he’s the one left speechless now as you let go, staring deeply into his eyes.

“i like you too! i have for a while.”

grif freezes, staring at you in shock, “r-really? you aren’t messing with me?”

you give a confused smile, “messing with you? are you kidding? i was so scared that i was being too obvious around you! don’t even get me started on tucker’s advice–”

his lips smash against yours, hands coming up to rest on your jaw. your eyes widen, but you get over your shock quickly as you kiss him back slowly. it’s clumsy and awkward, teeth clashing and accidental nose bumping. it’s the best kiss you’ve ever had.

slowly, as if not wanting to, your lips part from each other. his eyes flutter to yours, a nervous smile stretching on his face.

“to make up for lost time… how about we skip training and head back to your room? i found out where these guys store their emergency rations.”

you press your lips against his, smiling through the kiss. you pull away, winking, “i’ll go distract kimball.”

[heaven-s-black-box]

Alone Time- Wash x Fem!Ex-Freelancer!Reader

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Recovery date: August 13th, 2023

Description: ok i probably wont actually have 20, but my first req: wash x reader (could be during or post freelancer) where they're trying to hide their relationship, but failing miserably

Notes: This entry was recovered in conjunction with @cabooty, we thank them for their contribution.

Word count: 879

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“Wash.”

The ex-freelancer’s face scrunched up in annoyance as Y/N’s warm breath hit his face; he turned his face a bit further into the pillow and tightened his hold on her. They were squished together on her small cot in the second bunk room of Valhalla.

“Wa-ash,” she sang, this time closer to his ear.

Her hands ran up his back and began running carefully through his hair, working out any small tangles from the night. Washington relaxed his hold around her and slowly pried his eyes open.

His eyes were a bit glassy from sleep, and he blinked slowly as he tried to focus on Y/N’s face.

“Hm, don’t call me that,” he muttered, dropping his head into the crook of her neck.

She sighed, a fond smile settling into her face as she whispered, “Good morning David.”

“Much better.”

“Dork,” she laughed.

---

“Hey, Caboose?” Tucker called as he stepped onto the overlook of their base.

Caboose stopped swinging his feet and looked back over his shoulder.

“Ah, good morning Tucker! Can you make me breakfast?”

“I thought Y/N would have made you breakfast.” He took a seat next to Caboose, leaning back on his hands. “Actually, I haven’t seen her yet.”

“Oh, that’s because she and Church are having alone time.”

“Church? Oh, right… Chur- Wait, what do you mean alone time?”

“Alone time. You know, where I go play outside the base and they stay inside the base. Ya, when we first met Agent Washington they would have alone time all the time… Church would always get sick when that happened, and then we would go explore!”

Tucker opened his mouth to pry a little more, but was interrupted by Sarge.

“Hey blues!”

Tucker let out a long groan, rolling his eyes, and looking down to find the whole of red team in front of their base. They, unlike blue team, were armored up and looked ready for combat; minus Grif who kept swaying like he was falling asleep.

“Dude, no attacks before eight!”

“It’s eight O’one!” Simmons yelled.

“But I haven’t had my breakfast yet!” Caboose complained. “And we aren’t allowed to interrupt alone time, Church said Agent Washington and Ms. Y/N would be very mad if I did.”

“Oh… Well then uh… we’ll be back in an hour.”

“Wait, why are you just accepting this?”

“Son, this ain’t our first rodeo with Agent Wash-” Caboose’s lips began to quiver and his eyes started getting glassy. “Church,” Sarge corrected himself.

“What about Wash?”

Tucker and Caboose whipped their heads around as Y/N stepped out onto the roof, still in her sleep wear and with two MREs in hand. She handed one to Caboose and apologized for taking so long, and came to stand between him and Tucker.

“He stole our flag!” Simmons yelled, changing topics.

“Well, you know the rules… what are you gonna give us?”

She dropped to a crouch, elbows resting on her knees as she ate her breakfast.

The reds started grumbling amongst themselves.

“You know, they really need to start making surrender speeches before they walk across the canyon,” Tucker muttered. He side eyed Y/N. “So… you and Wash?”

Y/N coughed, spitting out some of her food, and scowled at Tucker.

“What makes you say that?”

He raised an eyebrow. “Alone time? You really thought Caboose would keep that to himself?”

After a bit of grumbling to herself, Y/N responded, “I mean, you’re just now finding out about it.”

“Alright!” The blue’s turned back to the surrendering reds. “We have decided that in exchange for our flag, we will babysit Tucker and Caboose.”

“Wait, that sounds like-”

“Deal!”

“Hang on, you’re just giving them prisoners AND their flag!”

“Oh my god! We’re having a playdate! Y/N! Y/N! Can we stay the night?”

“No. Wash and I will pick them up at eighteen hundred, and then you can have your flag back.” She turned to Caboose. “Go back your bag.”

“Yay!”

“Look, if you want alone time I’ll make myself scarce, but please don’t send me over there with him,” Tucker groaned.

“I trust you to babysit him more than any of the reds, just make sure he doesn’t kill anyone. Now get going.”

Begrudgingly, Tucker headed back into the base to grab his stuff. It wasn’t long before he and Caboose stepped out of the ground level and followed the reds back to their base, Tucker flipping Y/N off as he left.

“Where are they off to?” Wash asked, joining Y/N outside in full armor.

“Red base. The reds wanted their flag back in exchange for leaving us alone… I thought it was a good deal.”

Taking off his helmet, Wash frowned in confusion.

“So you gave them prisoners in exchange for giving them their flag back?”

“I’m giving them their flag back in exchange for a date night, er, day.”

“But I just got this armor on,” Wash huffed, squinting off into the distance as a small explosion went off.

“Well,” Y/N hummed. “I can always help you take it off.” A smile forced its way onto Wash’s face as he hung his head with a soft laugh. “By the way, Tucker knows now.”

“God damn it.”

[companionwolf]

Collective Blorbo Tierlist (from 'I like this skurnkly' to 'we are dating/friends')

Blorbo

- Dexter Grif (RvB)

- Eddie Brock (Venom)

- The androids Conrad and Holloway (LRR's ALIEN Heat Death)

- Chorby Short (Blaseball)

Super

- All the Fuga kids save Malt (Fuga)

- Simon Jarrett (SOMA)

- Catherine Chun (SOMA)

- Richard Tygan (XCOM)

- Lily Shen (XCOM)

- Jane Kelly (XCOM)

- Betos (XCOM)

- Jaylen Hotdogfingers (Blaseball)

Ultra

- Epsilon Church (RvB)

- Ammy (Okami)

- Murderbot (TMBD)

- ART (TMBD)

- Washington (RvB)

- Carolina (RvB)

- B-12 (Stray)

- Malt Marzipan (Fuga)

- Jeanne (Fuga)

- Asaru (XCOM Declassified: the Bureau)

- Venom (...Venom)

- Sally (friends xcom oc)

- Lizzie (friends xcom oc)

- Sunday (Red Sleeves)

- Monday (Red Sleeves)

- Jack (Red Sleeves)

- Jordan (Red Slevees)

- Kitchens (Unmadegaming's ALIEN RPG Dotverse)

- Parker 'Prime' MacMillan (Blaseball)

- Parker MacMillan III (Blaseball)

- Parker MacMillan IIII (Blaseball)

- The Microphone (Blaseball)

Ultimate (aka if you're a F/O you go here save Helly R. who is so cool she goes here despite lack of F/O status)

- John 'Central' Bradford (XCOM)

- Parker MacMillan IIIII (Blaseball)

- Mark S. / Mark Scout (Severance)

- Helly R. (Severance)

- The Reader (Blaseball)

- S1&2 Get In the Trunk PCs (Magdalana, Jordie, Cumstone, Gavin, Caesar)

- Peter Strasky (SOMA)

- Harris Schafer (LRR's ALIEN Heat Death

- Roman Moritaka (LRR's ALIEN Heat Death)

- Clinton Barker (LRR's ALIEN Heat Death)

- Tim Wright (Marble Hornets)

- Jay Merrick (Marble Hornets)

- Sam Yao (Zombies Run)

- Rusty Nickel (Geomon)

- Umpire Jetstream (Terrorball)

DARK (aka problematic fave)

- William Carter (XCOM Declassified: the Bureau)

[jossyreadssmut]

≪ ❈ Finding The Forward ❈ ≫

by Jane Handler

↝07Nov24

❈ https://books2read.com/u/4jpP6v

❈ 𝗚𝗿𝗼𝘄𝗹𝘆 𝗛𝗼𝗰𝗸𝗲𝘆 𝗣𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗲𝗿𝘀

❈ 3 Goals For 3 Holes

❈ 𝗙𝗲𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗔𝗹𝗽𝗵𝗮

❈ MMMMF

❈ 𝗛𝗶𝗱𝗱𝗲𝗻 𝗠𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗢𝗺𝗲𝗴𝗮

❈ Hand Necklaces

❈ 𝗖𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝗮𝗿𝘆 𝗢𝗺𝗲𝗴𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲

Verity

≫ 𝙈𝙮 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙞𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙖 𝙛𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙚, 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙛 𝙄 𝙬𝙞𝙨𝙝 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨.

❈ I’ve been raised on stories of soulmates and happily-ever-afters, causing me to yearn for a 𝙥𝙖𝙘𝙠 and 𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙜𝙖 of my own.

❈ But I've been told over and over that no one wants an 𝙖𝙡𝙥𝙝𝙖 𝙛𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚 like me. Not that I know how to be one.

≫ 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙄 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙂𝙧𝙞𝙛.

❈ On what feels like the worst day of my life I find Grif, the sexy, giant forward, in my airplane seat. The connection between us is molten. If he wasn’t a beta, I’d swear he was my scent match. My soulmate. 𝗠𝘆 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗴𝗮.

≫ 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙞𝙯𝙯𝙡𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙝𝙞𝙢.

❈ The chemistry between me and the rest of the 𝙥𝙖𝙘𝙠 is just as hot. There’s Jonas--a tattooed, blue-haired, 𝙖𝙡𝙥𝙝𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙛𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧; Dean--a huge 𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙜𝙖 𝙜𝙤𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙚 with a thing for bread; and even AJ--a well-dressed, grumpy, 𝙖𝙡𝙥𝙝𝙖 𝙞𝙣𝙫𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙚𝙧.

❈ I want to be Grif's 𝙖𝙡𝙥𝙝𝙖. I want them all. But can I face my past and alpha-up?

≫ Finding the Forward, Part One, is the first half of a why choose omegaverse hockey romance duet. It’s m/m/m/m/f, and ends on a cliffhanger with an HEA in part two.

Add to your TBR: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/214485506

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