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[duckdodger]

Yuor art is one of my most favorites ever...... 1987 TMNT is one of my favorite iterations ever (definitely in my top three) and your art really captures the energy of it; the playfulness and the colorfulness of the boys and their good-natured selves, all of it, combined into one amazing artstyle! If I had to pick three words for your art It would have to be: cheerful, colorful, and kind.

The way you portray the Mutant Mayhem boys is also super great! They're always just goobers, you know? Happy lil colorful goobers! Your fanart makes me so happy aghhhhh....

As the mod for @mutantmayhemgiftexchange , I really look forward to what you'll make! Sorry if this is random but you're one of my favorite artists on this app <3 have a good day and many after!

BROOOOOOOOOO

[azzyydoll]

MINE.

AYANO AISHI X FEM! READER

Summary: Ayano's moved on from Taro and now has a weird obsession over you and would do anything to make you hers.

"You going to the party tonight?" You ask your bestfriend, Amai and she raises an eyebrow slightly.

"The one Taro's hosting?" Amai's sweet voice questions and you nod your head with an 'mhm'.

Amai giggles at you and you feel your heart melt at her sweetness. Sometimes you wished you could be as perfect as her.

We can't always get what we want though.

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"Of course I'm going! You know how much I like Taro!" Amai said sighing at the end of her sentence and you smiled at her.

"I do." You giggled at her and suddenly stopped when you heard something rustle in the bushes. You felt eyes on you making you uneasy.

Luckily, you just arrived at your house— so you said goodbye to Amai and quickly ran inside your house.

You go upstairs to get changed when suddenly your doorbell rings. Your hesitant to answer since your parents aren't home and your alone.

You open the door and look around.

Nobody.

You look down and see a big white stuffed bunny and a note.

You raise an eyebrow and pick them up while smiling a bit. You walk inside, shutting and locking the door behind you.

You tear the note off of the bunny and read it carefully.

'FOR MY PRETTY GIRL, Y/N L/N'

Red ink.

Fancy.

"Wow, I wonder who gave me this.." you mumble with a slight giggle and head upstairs to your room.

You look at the note again and then look at the bunch. "It was probably Amai! She was the only one outside my house." You beamed.

"She's such a sweetheart!"

Oh how stupid you were.

So stupid.

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You walked outside. It was currently 9:00 pm, time for Taro's party. You saw Amai waiting for you infront of her pastel blue car.

You immediately ran up to her and gave her a hug. "Amai! I thought we were using my car!" You giggled and Amai shrugged.

"I didn't wanna put you through all of that driving, ya know? And gas prices are high so consider it a favor!" She winked and giggled while you giggled with her.

"Yeah. Oh! And thank you for the gift earlier! Your so-" "Gift?" Amai cut you off in a confused tone

"I thought you got me that huge bunny with the note?" You say growing a little concerned. Amai was the only one at school who knew where you lived.

Or atleast that's what you thought.

"No? Did your parents come home early?" Amai asks sounding worried aswell.

"No, their in Vegas and they would've told me." You say and start to feel someone watching you again. "Let's get in the car..please "

Amai nods and you both quickly get in her car, chatting about how fun the party is going to be to get your minds off of whatever happened earlier.

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God, it was a bad idea to come here.

It's loud.

Everybody's drunk.

And you can't find Amai.

You walk outside and sit against a tree. You stare at the empty sky, feeling the wind pick up as you call out for Amai once more.

You sigh, getting frustrated. A twig snaps behind you and you sit up immediately.

Another snaps, causing you to stand up fully as your heart speeds up.

It goes quiet for a second before you hear fast footsteps running towards you.

Oh hecks nah. (Coryxkenshin reference)

You begin to run the opposite way of the footsteps as you hear them coming louder and closer. You begin screaming as tears flow down your face and fear rushes through you.

Suddenly, your pushed down and you begin to sob harder. "Get off me!" You sob and a cloth is put over your mouth and nose.

Your screams are muffled as your vision begins to fade as you hear a feminine giggle.

"Calm down, pretty girl." A sort of deep, female voice says and your heart quickens at the words 'pretty girl'.

Pretty girl.

The same words written on the note.

You look up, vision still fading, seeing a familiar face.

Ayano Aishi.

The quiet girl at your school.

Why is she doing this?

Why you?

Ayano giggles once more before kissing your forehead. As you feel yourself go unconscious, the last thing you hear is:

"Your mine now, pretty girl."

Note: Wanted to make a story that was about something other than creepypasta.

I think I should just stick to creepypasta 🥲

[strangersteddierthings]

Porcelain Steve - Part 8

Part One🦇Part Two🦇Part Three🦇Part Four🦇Part Five🦇Part Six🦇Part Seven🦇Part Eight🦇Part Nine

Eddie hears the commotion in the living room, and it takes everything left in him to move away from the door. He just crawls himself forward and onto a pile of nearby clothes because he knows he'll be out of the way there when they open his door.

He knows he should open the door and go out there. Wayne's still out there, confused and concerned, and he needs to call Jeff. He can't just not show up. Yet he remains on the ground, cross-legged this time, face hidden in his hands.

Steve is broken. Because Eddie broke him.

He's been so afraid that something would happen to Steve if he wasn't around but given the track record of Eddie's life, he feels like such an idiot for not realizing the biggest threat to Steve and his safety is Eddie himself.

The commotion beyond his door gets louder, bursting open, and then Robin and Dustin are falling through it, stumbling over each other in their haste to get into Eddie's room. Wordlessly, Eddie points to where he abandoned Steve on the floor, knows that they're here for him.

He's a bit startled when the two finally untangle themselves and Dustin goes to Steve but Robin drops herself onto his dirty laundry, all but draping herself over him in a hug. His body moves on its own, wrapping around Robin and all but pulling her into his lap in a bear hug. He's not crying, too numb for that now, but he does shove his face into the side of her neck and let out a dry, sobbing noise as she coos softly.

"Shhhh. We're here. We've got Steve and we've got you," Robin's voice is wet. She's crying, too, silently but tears are definitely falling because one lands directly in his ear.

He feels detached from himself after that. He's aware of things going on around him but doesn't feel sentient. Robin pulls back from him slowly, she says something as she stands up but Eddie's too busy watching Dustin ever so gently pick up Steve's pinky finger and then Steve. He thinks the smile Dustin gives him is supposed to be reassuring but it's mostly just sad.

Eddie's head followed Dustin as he heads out the door and down the hall, at which point he starts to track Robin as she's coming back down the hall, dragging Wayne behind her.

"Can you stand up, Eddie?" she asks, and Eddie feels like he's watching himself shake his head no more than he feels like he's actually doing it.

"That's alright," Wayne says, as he pats one of Robin's shoulders before moving around her. "I'm not so old as to not be able to get down there. I still don't understand what's goin' on, Eddie, but I'm here."

Wayne joins him on the floor, sitting beside him so he can fling an arm around Eddie's shoulders and tuck him into his side. Robin flops down on his other side, once again draping herself across Eddie like a weighted blanket. It's all very grounding, and a little bit jarring, and that's probably what makes Eddie come back to himself sooner than he would have if he were alone in his room.

"You should be with Steve," is what Eddie decides on saying when words return, turning his head to look at Robin.

"Nah."

"He'd want you-"

"No, he wouldn't. I'm Steve's soulmate and I know him better than anyone else in the world. Which mean you don't get to tell me what Steve would want, because I know what Steve would want. And that's me, here, making sure you're okay first."

"What's happened with Steve?" Wayne asks, and Eddie stiffens. Robin starts rubbing soothing circles on his back.

"It's a long story, Mr. Munson. But I promise we'll fill you in once the crisis has passed."

"Is this related to whatever happened last year durin' the supposed earthquake that y'all can't talk about?"

"Well, I couldn't say either way, since we can't talk about it."

"Right. Get one o' the kids to tell me, then. Whatever they signed ain't legal anyhow."

Robin shoots Eddie a look, like she's trying to figure out if Eddie broke his NDA and told his uncle everything. He gives a quick shake of his head, and then Robin looks to Wayne. "I'm certain Dustin would be thrilled to fill you in, then. Now, Eddie, can you tell me what happened?"

He looks down the hall. He can see people crowded into the trailer's tiny living room but none of them look like any member of the Byers-Hopper household. "Uhh, yeah, but where's El?"

"They're in Indy, some family day thing. But don't worry, we went out to the Cerebro and were able to get El on the Walkie, so they're on the way back."

"You went- how long have I been just... sitting in here," Eddie is mostly talking to himself because it hasn't felt like enough time has passed for them to have made it to pick everyone up, get to Weathertop, communicate with El, and come here.

"Well, Nancy called me-" she cuts off, grabbing Eddie's arm and twisting it around so she can read the time on his watch, "-about an hour and a half ago. So, I guess you've been here that long."

Eddie untwists his arm, shaking her off. "You are being scarily calm right now, Queen of Catastrophizing."

"I already had an hour and a half to freak out. You think I need more?" Robin says as she stands up.

"I guess not," Eddie follows after her.

"Hey, help your old man up," Wayne grumbles, hand out for Eddie to grasp and help pull.

They go down the hall and now Eddie can see the full collective of people in his living room. Nancy, Mike, Lucas, Erica, Max, and Dustin, who is still holding Steve. It settles something inside Eddie, that the group he sees before him is the same one that fought tooth and nail to clear his name and keep him alive.

"So, we're all really sure that we can't just glue it back on?" Mike is asking when Eddie, Robin, and Wayne make it to the living room.

"We aren't sure about anything, Mike," Nancy replies, the frustration in her voice clear.

Everyone stops talking, though, as Wayne gives Eddie a thump on his back and wades through the crowd to get back to his chair. "Well, don't stop on my account. If I hear somethin', no I didn't."

That gets a snort of a laugh from Dustin.

Nancy looks like she wants to argue but doesn't. Instead, she wheels on Eddie, full journalism mode seemingly on, "what happened?"

Eddie swallows thickly before answering, "I dropped him. I-I pick him up and something pinched my palm. It surprised me, or something, and I just- I just let go. He landed on his left side before falling onto his back."

Nancy nods, brain processing much faster than Eddie right now, "And the crack appeared before or after you dropped him?"

He tries to remember, "I don't- I think so?"

"You think or you know?"

"I don't know."

"You don't know?"

"I don't know, Wheeler," Eddie says it more harshly than needed but he doesn't know! He doesn't remember because he didn't even look at Steve for longer than a second or two after Jeff saw him. "I've been having a mental breakdown kind of all day so no, I don't know! All I know is it's my fault because there wasn't a crack this morning, and now he's missing a finger-"

She's not even effected by his outburst, "Eddie! I'm not blaming you! I'm asking for the details because if you didn't do anything to cause the crack, then maybe that's just Steve, breaking the curse or something."

His anger drains from him almost as quickly as it built. "What?"

"I've been reading a lot, researching you know. About magical transformations. But there's not a lot of nonfiction on the subject. Ergo, I've been reading a lot of fairy tales."

"Which isn't really good for research-" Dustin starts, but Nancy just talks over him.

"My point is that, if you didn't do anything to cause the crack, maybe it just happened naturally. Supernaturally? Whatever, maybe it's a sign of whatever curse is on Steve is fading on it's own. That's why I wanted to know," she shifts from one foot to another now before adding, "I'm sorry about your day. I might have broached the subject differently had I known."

"No, you wouldn't have, but that's why I like you, Wheeler. You're a no-nonsense gal and I appreciate that," Eddie says.

Nancy gives him a small, almost shy, smile in return and the room falls into a silence that just this side of uncomfortable.

"Alright, Dustin, since the talkin' seems to be done, you wanna fill an old man in on what the hell's been goin' on around here for the last few years?" Wayne breaks the silence and Eddie barks out a laugh at the look on everyone's faces.

"Uhh, we don't-I don't know what you are talking about," is Dustin's eloquent answer.

Wayne nods and Eddie knows his uncle well enough to recognize the look on his face and in his eyes. Wayne switches tactics, then, and says, "You got any one older than twenty-five that knows what's happenin'?"

The group exchanges looks before Dustin says, "yes."

"Alright. They comin' here?"

"Yes."

"I can wait, then. Anyone hungry? Thirsty?" Wayne asks, and then without waiting for an answer, looks to Eddie and says, "Eddie, get to makin' some sandwiches. What kinda host are you?" Wayne is shaking his head like he can't believe Eddie's audacity.

Eddie sputters out some indignant response, even as he turns to round the corner cabinet to officially be in the kitchen. His first choice is peanut butter and jelly, but when he gets the peanut butter out, he can see there's probably enough for two sandwiches, three if it's a thin layer of peanut butter. Opening the fridge shows a sad amount of lunch meat; the cupboard has two tuna fish cans.

"Guess we're making several different sandwiches," Robin's voice so close to his back makes him jump, which earns a chorus of chuckles from the peanut gallery in the living room.

"Someone needs to get you a bell," Eddie mutters. "Get to work on the PB and J's. I'll get this tuna mixed."

They work in silence, making three different types of sandwiches. Wayne knew they didn't have enough of any one thing to make enough for everyone here, and the ones who will be showing up eventually, but he told Eddie to do it anyway. Asked, but didn't wait for an answer. Wayne's making busy work for him, he realizes. A distraction from what he's done. He's not sure if he should be thankful for that or not.

The only thing separating the kitchen from where everyone is seated in the living room is a counter and cupboards, so when the sandwiches are done, Eddie just shoved them across the counter. "Sandwiches are done."

It's not exactly a rush for the sandwiches on the other side of the counter but everyone does gather to grab one. There's not even an argument about wanting a specific one, except Max, who is offered all three kinds and when she says PB&J, Mike hands over the one he grabbed without hesitation. It's the most mature thing Eddie's seen him do, if only because every other time he does something mature he complains about it, which kind of ruins the 'mature' part.

It's about three minutes into eating that the trailer's front door bursts open and at first no one is there, like a gust of wind had blown it open, but then El comes barreling in and Hopper can be heard shouting something about knocking first.

"Where is he?" El demands.

"Here," Dustin is already holding Steve out to her. She doesn't even approach Dustin, just pulls Steve to her using her mind, grabbing him out of the air with one hand. She examines him quickly, finding the crack. She trails one of her fingers along the crack to where his pinky is missing. Dustin adds, "Do you want his finger, too?"

She shakes her head and turns to Eddie next, and he doesn't even feel the bandana leave his pocket, but he does watch it fly across the space between them. She moves over to sit in front of the TV, Steve in her lap as she's folding the bandana into a blindfold.

"TV," is her final demand as her eyes vanish behind cloth and she's trying off the bandana. Mike moves instantly to the TV, clicking it on to fill the room with static.

Wayne, to his credit, has only the tiniest hint of an eyebrow raised from watching things move about the room seemingly by nothing. El hadn't even stopped to consider someone not In The Know was here. Guess he's In The Know now.

Will, Jonathan, Argyle, Joyce, and Hopper have made it into the trailer, closing the door silently behind them. Hopper finds Wayne among the crowd of kids, eyes going wide, while Wayne just lifts his sandwich in a salute before taking a big bite out of it.

"Steve, I cannot hear you. I do not think you can hear me in your mind. Nod if you hear me now." El's voice breaks the tense silence that had fallen.

Of shit, what did Eddie do?

"Oh, good. Are you okay?" A pause. "He is nodding. Do you know what happened? He is shaking his head. Do you know why you are far away now? Shaking his head again. You can still hear. Can you still see? He is nodding. Steve, there is a crack on your arm-"

"His left arm," Mike interjectes.

"Yes, your left arm. Yes. You are missing a finger on that hand. Do you think that is what is causing the distance? He is shrugging. Do not worry, we will figure this out. I am going to go now."

El pulls off the bandana and uses it to wipe the blood from her nose before setting it on the living room floor. "I cannot get as close to him as I could before. He stays far away no matter how close I walk. But he is okay."

He's okay. Steve's okay. Fucking Christ, Eddie's going to throw up. A couple people call his name as he dashes down the hall. He crashes through the bathroom door and knows he doesn't have time to close it, so everyone gets to hear him lose his sandwich into the toilet bowl. On the third heave of his stomach, cool hands touch his head, gather his hair up and away from his face. He doesn't even have it in him to flinch or jump. "Thanks."

"I'd say anytime, dingbat, but I don't really want to hold your puke hair too many more times. You get, like, two more, tops," Robin says.

"I can't go back out there, Robin," he whispers, "I did this. I cracked him, broke his finger off and now El can't even hear him. I can't- he's gotta go with someone else. I can't-"

"I know. Dustin already asked if you'd be upset if Steve went home with him. I'll let him know you understand he needs to be around Steve right now."

"Why aren't you mad at me?"

"Dingbat. Eddie. You're mad enough at yourself for all of us," she says, reaching over and flushing the toilet. Eddie feels like there's more throwing up to do but he is glad to have the smell of vomit reduced with the flush. He sits up a bit more, so his hair won't fall into his face when Robin lets go. Robin lets go long enough to search the bathroom cabinets for a hair tie, pushing it into Eddie's hands. "Hair up."

"So demanding," Eddie mumbles even as he gathers his hair into the tie.

"Once you're done ralphing just go to bed. I'll get everyone out of your house."

Eddie nods and Robin leaves, clicking the door closed. He heaves a few more times before his body is done. On shaking legs, he makes his way to his room. He feels like he's floating above himself again. He doesn't know if everyone has left yet, or if he hears nothing because he's too out of it.

He tucks himself in and dozes. He wakes up three times; once, when his uncle comes in and puts the walkie near him on the bed, the second time in the evening when Robin wriggles into his bed and forces herself into his arms with a simple I usually hold Steve when I'm feeling bad, but I suppose you holding me will have to do and the final time, almost at midnight, when the walkie goes off.

"Anyone up?" says the disembodied voice of Dustin Henderson.

Eddie's not sure how the quiet voice woke him up, but it does. He reaches over Robin, who has starfished out of his arms in their sleep, to grab the walkie. He doesn't know if he should answer, so he holds out for someone else.

"Hello?" Dustin asks again.

No one answers. So, finally, Eddie does. "I'm here, Henderson. Bad dream?"

"I'm glad it's you, Eddie," Dustin says, something soft in his voice.

"Why?"

"'Cause I wanted to talk to you," says a new voice, a familiar voice.

"Steve?" Eddie whispers, even as his free hand is violently shaking Robin awake.

Robin mumbles something incoherent, head turning to Eddie as the voice on the walkie says, "Yeah, it's me."

[ch3rrywond3rland]

Here for you

Fezco had know Y/N since the first grade. They never used to talk, unless they sat next to each other in class, and then they would only talk about school and assignments. Eventually, they grew up and Fez stopped attending school. She thought about reaching out to see if he was okay, but decided against it when she realized that: 1- she did not had any way of contacting him; and 2- it was, quite frankly, none of her business. So that was that, for a while. Until she became best friends with Lexi, who sometimes hanged out with Cassie and her friends. And they knew Fez, so, consequently, her and Lex also did. He recognized Y/N immediately and even went up to hug her. They started hanging out a lot and eventually started dating, which was a surprise to all of us. They were complete fucking opposites who somehow complimented each other. I had seen her around his house sometimes and she was one of the nicest people I'd ever met, and treated me like we'd known each other for ages despite not having had an actual conversation.

Fez and I lay resting on his bed after a long morning of doing absolutely nothing. A blunt hangs from his lips, the smoke creating a bubble around us. My arms are wrapped around his torso and our legs intertwine, yearning for proximity.

As I'm about to kiss him, loud knocks coming from downstairs startle us both. We look at each other worryingly, and I grow afraid that Mouse is popping by for a surprise visit.

He seems to notice my fear, because he sprints out the room before I can even get up. I do so, reluctantly, and follow his path downstairs.

"C'mon man, don't be a dick." I hear a familiar voice coming from outside.

"Rue?" They both turn to look at me standing at the bottom of the stairs. Fez offers me his hand and pulls me closer to him.

"Nah, I'm serious...you can't come in."

"Look man, all I- all I need is just like, a few OC's"

"Sorry, I can't help-"

"Fez, I've had a fucked up day. This is all I'm asking, okay? I just need you to open the door for me, okay?"

"Nah, man..." He nervously runs his hands through his buzz, trying not to glance at her.

"Just open the door, man." Her palms push the metal door, making the sound echo all throughout the house. "Just open the fucking door. C'mon, tell him, Y/N."

She hopefully looks at me, and I look down, gulping.

"I'm sorry, Rue."

"Nah, you both gon' do me like that? Fuck you, man."

"I'm not gon' help you kill yourself, man. I'm sorry, but you can't be comin' here no more."

He starts closing the door and Rue pushes herself against it, in a worthless attempt to break it down.

"Fez, I'm begging you just to open the door." Her fist meets the metal, again. "You're full of shit, man."

Fez's forehead rests on my shoulder, my hand soothingly rubs against his back, trying to comfort him somehow.

"You know you make your living off of selling drugs to teenagers. And know, all of the sudden you wanna have a fucking moral high ground? You're a fucking dropped out drug dealer, you know that?"

I stand on my tip toes and wrap my arms around his neck. His' hug me by the waist, pulling me closer.

"You're a fucking dropped out drug dealer with seven functioning fucking brain cells. Open the door!"

Her scream makes me jump and I feel Fez's breath hitching against my neck.

"Open the door!"

"I can't do it, I-"

"Open the door! Open the door! Open the door!" Rue's voice breaks and my heart clenches.

I hear sobbing before she speaks again. "You did this to me, Fez. You fucking ruined my life so the least you could do is open the goddamn door and fiz it!"

"C'mon, let's go." I tug his hand, leading him back upstairs.

"If you don't open this door right now, I swear to- I swear to God, I will fucking hate you 'till the day I die."

"I'm sorry." He says from halfway up the stairs and she seems to hear because she high-pitchedly screams.

I make him lay on top of me once we reach the bed. His head lays on my chest and my fingers run through his head.

"It's okay, she didn't mean it."

"I know." He says, but I hear him breathe out in relief anyways.

"I love you."

"I love you, too. Thank you for everything."

I smile and kiss his forehead, drifting into relaxation.

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A few days have gone by since the encounter with Rue and Fez dragged me to a Halloween party he wanted to try and sell stuff in.

I had been invited, but didn't plan on coming. However, Lexi had also insisted she wanted someone to be with. Which was a total lie because we'd arrived less than half an hour ago and she'd already disappeared from my side.

Fez and I are sitting on a couch outside, and he is just finishing a deal when I see Rue walking towards us.

"Hey, babe." I motion my head to her direction and Fez's eyes follow.

We watch as she sits down on the other side of the sofa. I start getting up from Fezco's lap but Rue is quick to talk.

"You can stay." She offers me nod and I smile at her.

"It's fine, I think you two should talk." I turn towards Fez.

"I'm going to go find Lex, look for me when you're done." I give him a wink and he sweetly smiles, eyes twinkling.

I start walking away, but decide to stop in front of Rue.

"You look amazing, Rue Rue." She looks up at me and smiles, seemingly still embarrassed after our interaction. Still, I reassure her by gently grabbing her head and placing a kiss against her temple.

As I make my way back to the house, I hear Rue's voice talking to Fezco.

"She's an angel."

"Yeah...she is."

[stormruff]

Jealousy 2

Pairing: RedHair Pirates x Reader, Uta x Sister!Reader, Shanks x daughter!reader and some Straw Hat Pirates x reader

Warnings: agnst

A/C: Sorry for delay in posting, my college comes back to classes and kill my time, but here it is. sorryfor the mistakes and enjoyy (we'll have part 3)

Part 1

"(n/n)! (n/n)! Look what I find! "

Your relationship with Uta a lot improved, since from that day on, Shanks tried to make you interact more with the crew, you learned a little with each officer on the crew. Beck taught you how to fight with Shanks, some medicine with Hongo, improve your aim with Yasopp, cooking with Roux, and your music skills with Monster and Punch.

"a sheet music? where did you find it?"

"Here on this bench, can you read sheet music?"

"very little, but I understand that one a little. shouldn't we talk to these strange uncle or Shanks?"

"Nah, It's okay, you worry too much. they don't know anything, that uncle wants me to stay here, and stop being the singer for the Redhair's pirates!"

"Uta... This weird uncle loves your voice maybe..."she shush you with her index finger in your lips.

"Don't you dare behave like Shanks! He says the same thing! I belong to the Red Hair pirates like you! We are Shanks children! We will be the most powerful of the New Genesis!" She removed her finger away from your lips. "Let's play this song! I start and you accompany me with the flute, okay?"

You sigh: "Fine. Let's do with! I wanna see Monster face after this!" You giggled putting your flute near your lips.

Uta take a breath and...

Everything went out.

It was like a blink of an eye, you felt the noise of the waves… and murmurs. Soon you heard words… but you didn't understand.

"Boss... waking up." You tried to concentrate more.

"Guys.. slowly... she... hit... head... hard" You felt a headache and begin to regain the conscience.

"(y/n) are you awake?" Shanks voice come into your ears.

"hm... Shanks? What... What happened?" You tried to get up, but Hongo hands pinned you in the bed.

"At least she didn't hit her head so hard." Beck says. he was stand up beside Hongo.

"Uncle Beck..."

"Thank God, she didn't lose her memories." Hongo sigh in relief. "do you wanna sit up?" You nod and Beck aproached you and put his hand under your shoulder and sits you up in the bed.

"There you go, Troublemaker." He smiles, and Shanks aproached you.

"How are you feeling, little archer?"

"What happened?"

"You've already asked this question." the capitain teased with a smile while his hand brushed your hair.

"And you didn't answer..." You rubbed your head.

"I wanna bring some painkillers for her, I will be right back" Hongo stand up and smile faintly to you and left the room.

"I will warn the others, that our little Devil is awake..." Beck pat your shoulder and left.

You notice the sudden silence. Shanks finaly spoke.

"You slept for three weeks... You worried me..."

"Three... weeks...? I... I... don't remember anything after I close my eyes for start play my flute... Wait. Where's Uta? Is she fine? Does She? Does she..." Tears started to fall as you thought the worst. Shanks quickly cut those thoughts short.

"Uta is fine, don't worry."

"I want to see her!"

"(y/n). Uta stayed in Elegia." Shanks smile faded for a while. "She will become the best singer in the world, and she couldn't do that with us. She decided to stay."

"That... That... That's a lie, Shanks!" You shouted your tears running out your eyes. "She said... She said..." You sob "She said she wanted to stay with us! She wanted to stay with us! You abandoned her?! If you did this please tell me!"

"I didn't abandon Uta, (y/n). Listen, I know you've been through a lot and are very mature for a 10 year old… but you're still a child… all I can say is that you and Uta messed with a sheet of music that you shouldn't move." he hugged you. "Do you want Uta to make her dream come true?" You nod. "So be happy, I know you're sad, but you have to be strong. When the time comes, we'll see her again, and when that day comes, we'll be very proud. Promise you'll be happy for your younger sister?

You took a while to respond. "I promise"

He smiled.

12 years later

“already awake at this time, (y/n)?” Robin says when she sees you in the kitchen "you slept really late last night."

"I wanted to sleep more, but a certain commotion invaded my room." You sit in the table, ruffling.

"(y/n)-chan! I'm sorry that you sleep has been interrupted!" Sanji runs after you with heart in his eyes with a tray with a glass of milk and cookies. "I made these cookies for you! But before you eat, Let me know who are the bastards who bothered you."

"Don't worry I already take care of it."

"what is this (y/n)? Why so much violence towards us?" Luffy says rubbing his head followed by Usopp and Brook, the three has huge cocks in their heads.

"We just got a little carried away, there was no need to hit us, like that." Usopp say walking towards you.

"Stop giving excuses like Uncle Yasopp!" You shouted while hit Luffy who tried to eat your cookies. "If I had known that spending a few months with you would be such chaos, I would have stayed with Shanks."

"Even Brook was among them?" Nami asked.

"He took advantage of these two idiots coming in to invade my room."

"Don't get me wrong, (y/n)-chan, I was just curious to know the color of your panties."

"PERVERT!" Sanji kicked him.

"You are too, wire eyebrow!" Zoro shouted.

"SILENCE!" Nami put an end to the chaos. "What (y/n) would think about us?"

You giggled.

"No problem, I'm used with Luffy. And I can see, you are pretty excited. What happened?"

"I'm so excited to met princess Uta!" Usopp shouted and you froze, your cookie fell in the ground with your glass of milk.

"(y/n). You okay?" You woke up from your trance of amazement, with Robin's voice.

"Uh, I'm fine. Just... surprised..." you went to pick up the broken glass, but Sanji stopped you.

"she has the same name as your sister, Is it not h-"

"It's just a coincidence Luffy." You cut him. "You must be excited, Brook, they say Elegia is a song heaven."

"Yes, it feels like I'm living a dream. But you must be excited after all you are an instrumentalist too."

"It had been a long time since I played a complete song" You had learned to use your flute as a weapon, you were from a windy island after all, maybe using this knowledge and the power of wind manipulation that you acquired from your island could launch stronger attacks. and you also coated your flute with Haki, which made it more resistant, as well as your archery attacks.

"We're coming to Elegia, Luffy." Jinbe's voice resounded as everyone went upstairs to pack their things to dock the ship.

...

"I can't believe it, Shanks! Did you really bring us here?!" Uta exclaimed, jumping off the ship.

"Elegia, the paradise of music! Feel free, girls." Shanks yelled putting you on his shoulders.

"Can I ask a favour to you, (n/n)?"

"Of course."

"When you see that Uta is going to get into trouble, activate big sister mode, okay?" You nod. "Uta is in your little hands..." he smiled and placed you on the ground "anything that happens, you can call any of us"

"Okay!" you jumped and did a somersault, running to the entrance of the island. "Run inside!"

"(y/n)!"

...

"(Y/n)."

"Ah Zoro." the swordsman broke you out of the trance of memory "did something happen?"

"We've already docked."

"Ah, thank you for warning me. You can go ahead, I'll meet you."

"are you sure? the island is very big. you can get lost on the island.”

"I'll be fine. I'm not going to get lost." You headed outside heading to the room they lent you at Thousand Sunny. "I'm not like a certain swordsman..."

"your..." he clenched his teeth when he heard your giggle.

...

You came to a conclusion, when you saw Elegia, you had already been transported to Uta's world. just like all the Straw Hats. You had to tell Luffy and the others the truth, but you didn't want to and couldn't meet your little sister.

you went to the remote side of the island, where your memories took you. Soon a song started, you knew the melody right away.

"Our song..."

...

"Uncle Punch! Monster!" you came running to Punch and Monster. Punch smiled picking you up.

"look who it is! Our favorite flutist!" Monster who was on his shoulder laughed along with him.

"What's wrong (n/n)? you're really happy."

"Why didn't you wait for me (n/n)?" Uta came running as you giggle.

"You are too slow!"

"Ok! ok! What the two little ladies want?"

"We write a New song together!"

"Uta!" You shouted.

"A song?" Monster came down from Punch's shoulder

"Together?!" Punch shouted happily picking up Uta too "I can't believe these little girls wrote a full song! Boss will love hear that!"

"Shhhh!" Uta says "It's a secret! we only told you because we want help.”

"what kind of help do you two want?"

"I'm having some problems with the sheet music." you said.

"and I want more things in our song!"

"what did you want?" Monster asked.

"a flute solo that (n/n) is going to do!"

"Will you play a flute, (y/n)?!"

"Well... I didn't agree 100%..."

"but I decided that she will!"

Monster and Punch laugh, and Punch put you two down.

"Fine we'll help you two, but we need to know one thing..."

"What" You and Uta ask together.

"the name of the song you fools!" Monster giggled at the comment.

"Your... what?" You gritted your teeth at the monkey.

"The name... the name... name..." Uta pondered "I know! New Genesis!"

you stopped chasing Monster and he stopped running. "New Genesis? It's wonderful, I loved it!"

...

you were deep in thought when you hit something, or someone.

"Don't you watch where you're going? You idiot."

"I should be asking that question, (y/n)-ya.”

"Trafalgar Law?!" You and Law have known each other for many years... you exchange favors from time to time, largely because of the alliance between him and you.

"Wait? What are you doing here? Don't tell me..."

"Don't even think that." he said in his serious tone, extending a hand to help you. "I came to accompany... Bepo." You remembered how much the polar bear liked Uta. "but I have to admit, she's quite strange, she just arrested Big Mom's crew, she seems to be extremely strong, not just anyone can defeat Oven, But there's something I want to know."

"what would it be?"

"strawhat-ya said something a few minutes ago... about Uta-ya..."

"yes...she's my sister."

"WHAT?! YOU ARE UTA'S SISTER?!" Bepo shouted surprised.

"Adopted."

"Oh! It's the same thing! Why didn’t you ever tell me?!”

"Bepo... it's enough" Law cutted his firstmate.

"I'm sorry." bepo apologized, you almost let out a rare laugh, when you felt a strange tingling. You activated your Observation Haki.

"Luffy has problems. Uta captured his crew and him."

"I see"

"Sometimes I forget you have Observation Haki"

Law rolls his eyes and extends his hand. "Room. Shambles." Luffy appear near you together with Bartolomeo.

"Bartolomeo?!"

"(Y/n)?! Oh Trafalgar you are here too. Wait, what's happening here?"

"(Y/n), You won't believe who I found." Luffy says he excitedly.

"Let me guess: my younger sister?" you replied seriously.

"your younger... wait did you know? Why didn't tell me?"

"we don't have time for that stawhat-ya, we have to run away."

"But-"

"Law is right. we have to go. Uta is coming here."

...

"Welcome to Elegia, the music heaven" a weird Old Man call your attention. "Red haired pirates I guess, Feel free, I see you brought two beautiful little girls, may I know their names?"

"I'm Uta, and she is my big sister, (y/n). She is a flutist and I am a singer." Uta introduced you and her to the old man.

"Uta, let (y/n) introduce herself"

"It's okay Uncle Beck."

"a singer... and a flutist, you're too young to know how to play such a complicated instrument."

"(Y/n) She may be very young but she plays very well." Shanks says like a prouldly father. "She is a genius!"

"I would like to see your talents." the old man told you and uta to follow him... You looked at Shanks before follow Uta.

...

"(y/n)-ya, focus." Law's voice called you again... but it was different. you felt like you were in a different place, in Law's arms. you blinked to focus. "you were going to hit your face against the wall"

"Oh, I'm sorry and thank you."

"Why didn't you stop me from banging my head against the wall?"

"she wasn't being stupid."

"(y/n) are you a little too quiet? Is Uta?"

"What?"

"you always diverted the topic when we talked about her. Why Shanks did-"

"That's not the time to talk" you cutted him.

"It is!'

"What are you doing? Run away now, when we're safe, we'll hear the answers. Right (Y/n)-ya?"

You sighed getting up. "I promise, I'll give the answers for all of your questions" You looked up. "We need to hide, now" You looked at the Uta soldiers.

"Hey all of you!" All of You look up. "Come here."

It was a man, a old man with gray long hair in the laterals and no single hair on the top, a scar is noticed of his head, and the voice is so familiar.

"You grow up, (y/n)."

"Gordon..."

...

Applause, applauses and more applauses.

To Uta.

You are beside her and you just hear the sound of the people screaming Uta's name and you are invisible.

"Amazing! Please Uta stay here in Elegia and I will teach you the music art! I'm begging!" This broke your little heart in little pieces, you walked away slowly whimpering while Beckman picks you up and lets you cry on his shoulder queitly. You feel a hand rub your back softly for a second before leaving.

"You did great, troublemaker"

"No one even listen my song... Uncle Beck"

...

"(y/n)?" Luffy said. "What happened to you today?"

"I already say: nothing."

"Who are you?"

"I ruled Elegia a time ago, my name is Gordon."

"This was a Kingdom? But I don't see anyone here!"

"Elegia has once known as a greatst musical Kingdom in th world, but it dissapeared overnight."

"This place just dissapear?"

"They say the island was attacked by a famous pirate."

"Let me guess: Twelve years ago?"

Your voice caught everyone in suprise.

"Y-yes..."Law afirmed

"how did you know the date?"

"This was the last time I've seen Uta." Your look was fixed in Gordon. "Long time no see, Gordon."

"do you know each other?"

"Long story."

"Let's talk about Uta. I raised her, here in Elegia, we are the two people in the island,when she is alone, she always sing about her adventures in the sea..."

you stop listen, in some time... you don't when, but your mind was in your sister. Shanks said he didn't abandon her, and you believed him. she was the perfect sister. The singer everyone loves.

"Please, I"m begging stop Uta! Luffy I know you was his friend and (y/n) she is your sister!"

you couldn't have time to reply, when you realise her plan.

"Wait, her plan is the live show?!" Law shouted as Bepo addressmake noises again, Law turns arround ready for scold the Polar Bear. "Bepo-" He froze to see his first mate changed in mini cute form. "What the-"

"she is here." You speak calmly, running your hand to your bow.

"Uta"

"Gordon. Why are you here with that pirates"

"Uta, why you leave Shanks' ship?"

"Why don't you ask to her?" she pointed to you.

You start walking towards her with your bow in your hands.

"(n/n)."

"Lil sis."

[odetodilfs]

can you do joel miller reuniting with his cowboy/vaquero husband at the wyoming commune and they catch-up and have very romantic sex, praising each other and promising that they’ll never leave eachother again? (power bottom joel please?)

Together again

Hey anon!! Sorry for taking so long, but here it is!! Pairing: softdom! bottom Joel x sub top male!reader

Warnings: Smut, praising, names, reunion sex, established relationship (marriage), shower sex and breeding.

Apart from losing Sarah that day, Joel had also lost you, his husband, the love of his life, his dear, the man of his dreams… but he didn’t know that you were actually alive and had met up with Tommy ever since he arrived in Wyoming, you two started to get along really well, but your heart ached for Joel, you needed him, ever since that day you parted you cried into your pillow, holding it, wanting to believe it was him. But your heart kept grieving him, he was the man you loved, the one made for you, and he was gone.

That changed when you heard of Joel and this girl named Ellie coming in through the gates of the town, you immediately ran out, not caring if it was cold and you were in your bed clothes, you ran out and sprinted. Then…

You saw Joel…

It was like the moment you first met all over again, you ran at each other and hugged each other hard, when you felt his arms around you, you felt a peace that hadn’t been with you for 20 years… Joel might not have had the best smell at that moment, but you didn’t care, you looked at each other and kissed each other passionately in front of the crowd, you didn’t care who saw you, in fact, some even cheered as your lips meshed against each other’s.

“My dear…” he said, starting to sob out of happiness, 

“Joel…” you placed your hand on his cheek, “You look so beautiful” he smiled, tears streaming out of his eyes now, “You too” you chuckled lightly, getting closer to your house, 

“Nah, but thanks for the compliment” “Let’s go inside” you said, 

“Oh, this is Ellie by the way” he said, pointing at her, 

“Nice to meet you” the girl smiled and shook your hand “you two need to catch up on things…” she said and went off, you looked at each other.

“Well…” Joel said, “Look at you, let’s go take a shower love” you smiled as he followed you to your house, “Woah, running water” he said like a kid who just discovered something, “Yeah, you can use it as much as you want” you smiled, turning the shower on, Joel started to undress.

His body had some scars, but you found him beautiful, just like you always had, “Are we still husbands?” he asked, fear in his eyes, “We always will be, Joel” you said as you started to undress too, “after today, we’ll never leave each other alone” you held his hand, Joel just leaned in and kissed you as you went into the warm shower, his cock instantly hardening.

As you cleaned your husband you looked at each other, hands not being able to be off the other, both of you desperate, once he was all cleaned, you started to kiss him desperately as the hot water continued to wash over your body, you looked at each other, “I want you” Joel confessed, “Me too” 

“Then…” he smiled, looking at the ground, you smirked and sat on there, “Let’s get you ready," you smiled as you grabbed vaseline from a drawer you had in the shower, slicking up your fingers. He looked so impatient and desperately needed you inside him, “Please baby- please-” he begged, opening his legs, showing you his hole, you put a finger inside the tight entrance, “Holy shit Joel, you’re so fuckin’ tight!” you said as your finger barely managed to pass through, Joel’s legs quivered as you put in another finger. When your two fingers brushed against his prostate he screamed in pleasure, whimpering, you kissed him and held him towards you, “My love, I’m here for you, we’ll be together for the rest of our lives okay? I’m yours” you smiled, that sentence stirred up something in you, “Finger me more” he demanded, “Joel are you su-” you asked, immediately getting cut off, “Yes, third finger, now, please love” he demanded, you did as he told you to.

He moaned happily as you fingered him, Joel was feeling so many things… he hadn’t had your fingers in him for 20 years, he was at the top of the world, he couldn’t even say anything as you played with his prostate, making him writhe and scream in pleasure, however he didn’t close his eyes in pleasure, instead he looked at you, his husband who was now with him, and who he’d be with forever, he didn’t even realize it had been a full 10 minutes since you started to finger him. You pulled out and he looked at you confused, only to smile when he saw you lube up your cock and press it against his ass, he immediately stood up and positioned himself to ride you, “I love you, Joel” you told him, “I love you too” he said, as he took your length inside him.

He started to take you in slowly as he started to ride you, “You alright my love?” you asked him, worried if he was feeling any pain, he kept slowly riding you, trying to take you after so long, “Y-yes- just let me- fuck- kiss me-” he said, you immediately followed orders and kissed at his neck, then going down and kissing his collarbone, you sucked on the skin, both of you knowing that’d leave a mark, but that turned you on, suddenly, Joel bit down at your collarbone too and left a bright red mark, he was claiming you as his again, “Fuck- you really took care of yourself these 20 years baby” he praised you, now riding your dick at full speed.

You couldn’t even speak, he was so tight, his warm walls squeezed your cock just right, he was going to make you cum if he started riding you any faster, “Gonna cum, baby?” he smirked, you were panting and gasping in pleasure, it was the best you’d ever felt ever since the last time you’d had sex over 20 years ago, Joel looked majestic riding you, his gray hair wet by the shower, hands all over each other. You felt yourself getting close, but when you looked up you heard Joel scream your name loudly as he came all over you, his walls squeezing your cock to such an extent that it became almost impossible to keep your orgasm in, but he kept riding you…

“Fuck… Joel-” you moaned, holding back as much as you could, 

“Please baby, please just a little longer” he said as your dick hit his prostate every time he went down, “Just a little longer baby, do it for your cowboy…” he smirked, making it even harder to hold back, he used to call himself that name to flirt with you, when you got married, he said “I’m your cowboy now…” those words had an effect on you, “J-Joel- I don’t think I can-” you moaned, squeezing his hand, “It’s okay baby, cum for me, be a good boy and cum for me” those words pushed you over the edge as the pent up pleasure inside you released inside your husband, jet after jet of hot cum as you were in heaven, when you finished you only realized Joel was speaking to you, 

“-such a good boy, you’ve been holding back a lot haven’t you?” he smiled, you had almost forgotten to speak after that orgasm, “Y-yes- I always believed in the chance that you were alive somewhere, I missed my cowboy” you hugged him, “I missed you too, my cowboy” he said as he held you. You switched off the shower and dried off, then dressed up and went into bed.

“Joel, I want you to know that even if you want to leave, I’ll go with you” you confessed, “Really?” he asked, surprised you’d want to leave the comfort of the commune, “Yes Joel, I wanna spend my life with you, I was made for you” “And you were made for me, I love you” he held you, “I love you too” you caressed his face as you went to sleep in each other’s arms.

[cvsmixnaya]

another little drabble with desi!y/n with oscar this time. so you know the cricket world cup finals happened and india lost so y/n is in a pouty mood and it has been 5 days since the match happened and she’s still in a pouty mood about it (bro this is literally me).

oscar watched the match with y/n and got to witness this whole shitshow take place.

her and the team were currently at abu dhabi for the final race and y/n was chilling and seeing all the shoots happening for insta and the set up taking place. it was fun until oscar walks in wearing a fucking australia cricket jersey.

why does she feel like this is on purpose?

“oscar piastri!” she yells out while walking towards him. he smiles seeing her walk towards him greeting her in the sweetest way possible.

did he know what he was doing? oh absolutely.

“what do you think you’re doing?” y/n asks him in a tone like you’d hear regina george talk with a very very fake smile.

“oh nothing, just getting everything ready for this weekend ya know?” he says with a grin on his face cause he knew his little stunt was working.

she give a fake laugh and asks “i mean, what are you wearing? i thought you were driver for mclaren in formula 1. not a cricket player-”

she stopped to look at the back to see ‘lee’ written.

“an-and you decided to wear lee how great is this. exactly what i needed to start my day. why oscar? why? why? what did i do? is this a sign you’re gonna break up with me?” y/n says with her dramatic attitude that was still sour from the match.

“come on baby it’s all for fun! come here” he says pulling her into hug. she waved her hands up in defeat and hugged him back.

on insta

oscarpiastri bowled up to the paddock like this today🏏🏆

comments:

y/nn still trying to figure out what i did to deserve this

y/nn to all my lovely indians dw ur not alone🥲👍🏻

landonorris i was trying to understand why she was upset. now i realise it’s dumb. @ y/nn get therapy

-> y/nn no shut up im in pain. my own bf betrayed me

-> oscarpiastri SORRY FOR SUPPORTING MY OWN TEAM????

18vkfan PLS NOT Y/N SOBBING OVER THE FINALS (i did the same)

lanoscar101 oscar defo did this on purpose just to irritate y/n😭 nah but imagine all the indian fans seeing this

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this is completely based on oscar’s post and i found this hilarious so enjoy my babes

[hutchersonsgurl]

We're just friends - Clapton Davis Part 1

Paring x fem reader and Clapton Davis

Warnings:, pre-established relationship, SMUT. characters are 18+ and MINORS DNI. This contains depictions of fingering, oral (m receiving). (No use YN)

Summary: You and Clapton have been dating secretly because you were the school nerd, and Clapton didn't want to ruin his "cool" status. But you have had enough of being a secret girlfriend so you changed your image.

Noah's POV:

It was a bright and sunny morning, and the birds chirped happily outside my window I smashed the pillow into my head not wanting to get up not wanting to deal with school today who wants to spend their 18th birthday in school all day? not me but I have to look at my phone and see that I got a text message from the school's mean girl Brooke it said "Check your email you'll want to see this I put down my phone I walk over to my desk and click on the link on the email thinking it was some dumb video she sends everyone making out with her boyfriend but no this was way worse as I press the video I see Clapton and Brooke sitting together at the party last night in the video Brooke " since your little girlfriend isn't here tonight how about we send her a video" she says with an evil smile "wait what? Noah and aren't dating but we all know she has a huge crush on me but I'd never date a loser like her, I mean come on I'm Clapton and she's the biggest nerd in our school" He says

I feel tears well up in my eyes as I realize the boy who I've been dating in secret for over a year now who told me we'd go public tonight doesn't give a damn about me he cares about his popularity more than me.

I pick up my phone and start to call Jade the phone starts ringing and I hear a pickup

"Hey what's up?" she asks

I couldn't help it I just started crying

"wait hold up did Clapton's dumbass do something? I swear to god if he did I'll beat some ass" she says

"he called me a loser in front of everyone..." I say in between sobs

I explained everything that has happened up to now to Jade and she's pissed off

"Okay so don't bother getting ready for school," Jade says

"why?" I asked

"because it's time for a makeover bitch meet at the mall in 20," she says and hangs up

20 mins later

I met Jade at the salon and it feels like hours at this point but after 2 hours I turn around to see myself in the mirror my hair is straight and dark Black and My makeup is smoky black eyes and nude lipstick

" Holy shit I can't even recognize myself, " I say in shock

" Nah I still only see you your outer bitch is on the outside," now come on I'll pay since it's your birthday girl, and let's go tonight cute dress for tonight," Jade says paying and then dragging me to the clothing store we go into a chic boutique that always had stylish and unique pieces I try on a few dresses and really don't like them until Jade comes in with the most beautiful black dress on I try it on and I love the way it hugs my curves and I spin around in it and take a few pictures in this dress after I take a few pics I get a bunch of text messages from Clapton

TEXT MESSAGES

Clapton: babe where r u?

Clapton: u missed the first period is everything okay?

Clapton: fuck I heard you saw the video I didn't mean any of it u know I love u please talk to me

Clapton: Baby please answer me

Clapton: I'll see you at your party tonight and we'll talk then

I exit out of the text messages and put my phone in my purse and get dressed Jade and I walk up to buy the dress and we walk out of the store

"you know Clapton is going to eat his heart out tonight and speaking of eating let's go get something to eat," Jade says as she drags me to the ice cream shop

we walk up to the counter and we see a really cute guy at the counter

"hey, what can I get you guys today?' Gabriel asks

" I'll have a hot fudge sundae and she'll have an Oreo frosty" I answered

"Hey, I know you your the new kid Gabriel what are you doing here shouldn't you be at school?" Jade questions

"I could ask you two the same thing" he responds with a chuckle

I notice that he's tall and tan and has beautiful black curls in his hair

"Are you doing anything tonight? because if not it's my birthday today and you should come tonight" I asked

" uh yeah sure cool I'll be there see you soon" Gabriel answers

we pay and we leave heading back to my house

as we got to my house I could see my mom putting up decorations for the party

"Hi, honey how was school today?" Mom asked

"oh actually didn't go...." I answer waiting for a yelling

" you are so lucky today is your birthday young lady we will continue this talk tomorrow" Mom replies

part 2 coming sooon

Not edited will fix soon

[cultofdixon]

It Should’ve Been Me

Daryl Dixon [PLATONIC] • They/Them Pronouns • You have always seen the archer as the father you’ve always wanted, and got eventually. But you didn’t know he saw you as his kid until both of you thought your time has run out • ANGST/SFW • TW: Gun Violence / Canon Violence [Saviors Arc]

Requested by: Anon

One thing for certain

You can mess with Daryl Dixon all you want. But the second you lay hands on his kid?

Better start digging your grave, baby.

Daryl was taken by the Saviors after the line up. He had lost some parts of his family that night and every fiber of his being thought it was his fault. But no one could’ve seen that coming…no one could’ve stopped a terrible man like that in their situation.

At least they’re safe Daryl thought on the drive to this place called the Sanctuary.

But when Rick returned to Alexandria without Daryl, how was he going to tell Y/N that someone important to them was just taken by this monster asking for half of their supplies? Carl knew his dad was going to sugarcoat it so he did what he thought was right.

“You’re lying”

“I’m not Y/N. They took Daryl. This bastard killed Glenn and Abraham right in front of us…”

The tears threatened to spill from the teenager’s eyes as they took a step back from Carl when he tried to hug them.

“Is Maggie—-“

“She’s okay…she’s at the hilltop. But Y/N I-I’m sorry”

“Nah…” Y/N continued to step away from the young grimes as they clenched their fists. “I’m not letting this fucking bastard hurt my da—-“ they cut themselves off shutting their eyes tight causing the tears to spill and Carl to grow more worried. “I’m done running Carl”

I’m done running from these fucking bastards.

________

The group settled in the prison and we’re going to defend their home from this asshole threatening to take it from them. Daryl started his return to the prison after having to put down his walker brother…guess he did some good in his life, but at what cost?

He heard sobbing on the walk back and didn’t think much of it at first until he heard struggle.

“Let me go!”

“You can’t run away from the community that gave a spoiled brat like yourself shelter!”

“You’re hurting me!” They shouted and that was enough for the archer to make himself present taking down the Woodbury guard that was familiar to him from his time in the ring days back.

Daryl didn’t hesitate to kill the guy and that action brought a bit of fear to the teen he saved.

“Sorry. Just.” Daryl didn’t know how to sugarcoat what just happened as he kept a respectable distance from them. “Yer safe now…But I ain’t letting yea stay out here”

“Y-You…you were the guy from…f-from that night in the ring”

“Right…and you are?”

“Nobody…”

“Yer somebody. But given the situation I ended for yea, you’re not really apart of them” Daryl states watching them nod confirming that they aren’t a threat. Hell. Given by the fear and injures on their person, they weren’t going to hurt Daryl or anybody. “I have a community. Or starting to become one…we can keep yea safe. As long as you don’t turn on us”

“H-H-How do I know you’re not g-gonna hurt me”

“I just killed a guy that was hurting you. I think that’s proof enough…for now” Daryl extends his hand toward them as they hesitantly accepted it. “The name is Daryl”

“Y/N…”

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The two devised a plan for when Negan, the big boss man, came to collect half of Alexandria’s sources…that they would sneak on his truck and not only take out Negan in his place called the Sanctuary but also retrieve Daryl in the process.

But this was a new threat

with unpredictable actions.

“We stopped moving”

“One of us should check it out”

“You two are kids” Jesus scoffs. “You shouldn’t have done this because what would your dads think?”

Y/N wanted to say their parents were dead but deep down the reality of it was Daryl is their dad now. He stepped up when Y/N really needed it and life continued on. But the anxious look that glued to their expression thinking that they will be losing another parent to this madman with a bat, didn’t go unnoticed by Carl.

“Their fucking dad is who we are saving, besides if we go at it at the source? We’ll get shit done sooner rather than later” Carl whisper snaps at Jesus watching him hold his hands up in surrender.

When the three reached the sanctuary, Jesus planned to get off at the right window—-said window closed shut on both him and Y/N when Carl picked up the gun he brought, stepping out and making himself known to the Saviors that met the other end of his automatic.

“You stay here” Jesus tells Y/N watching them nod as he covers them in case someone decided to enter the truck and investigate further. But that never happened. Carl was detained by those still standing.

Once the coast was actually clear, Jesus gestured for Y/N to come out and decided to help them get Daryl out of the prison when his original plan was to find the Sanctuary.

“What if he’s de—-“

“What we don’t know is what we know. We don’t know if he’s alive or dead, so we can still be hopefully.”

“Jesus fucking Christ everybody” Y/N scoffs slightly annoyed by that as they started to approach the back door before quickly hiding behind the rack of bikes. “I just want…my dad.” they told themselves waiting for anyone to come out.

And it felt as if that was a cue for Daryl to step out of the Sanctuary. He quickly sprinted toward the bikes and flinched when he heard the rapid movements of their feet.

Y/N quickly made their presence known to Daryl and that’s what startled them most.

“Y/N” He breathed out a breath of relief watching their smile shine out. Something that kept him going while imprisoned.

“Da—-“

BANG

His relieved expression fallen when Y/N felt their side after the sound rang through to notice the blood dripping from their finger tips.

“Shit hurts…dad” and then they passed out.

Daryl felt frozen in place and the Savior noticed his presence and the pipe he had in his grasp. The grip the archer had on his weapon of choice, his rage could’ve made him snap it in half.

But something else snapped.

The archer didn’t let the Savior live and his actions is what lead to Jesus coming out of his position but instead of stopping Daryl…he ran straight to Y/N and addressed their injury the best he could in the moment. Before his words finally got through to Daryl.

“Y/N’s bleeding pretty bad but there’s a pulse. We need to go now!”

“I’ll Hotwire a car” He states lifting from his knelt position and following Jesus to a nearby vehicle that wouldn’t be missed—entirely—to get them out of there and back to the Hilltop.

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“Hold it steady” Daryl whispers to Y/N as they held his crossbow securely.

They took aim and a deep breath…before finally pulling the trigger and landing the bullseye on the target he made for them.

“Great job kid”

“Yes!” Y/N yells happily aiming and shooting the cross bow up.

Both of them quickly looked at each other and Daryl didn’t hesitate to grab them quickly moving out of the radius the arrow could fall to.

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The small group from Alexandria after Negan paid a visit to return what was there, Carl, had arrived to Hilltop and Maggie let them in with open arms hugging the retired sheriff immediately.

Carl quickly took notice of Daryl and his stressed expression accompanied with dried tears. His anxiety quickly made him run past the archer and toward the medical trailer.

The young grimes’ action didn’t go unnoticed as Rick approaches Daryl relieved that he was okay and now gaining them same sense of worry when his kid didn’t make their presence known along side him.

“How are they doing?” Rick asks after pulling away from the hug with Daryl.

“They lost a lot of blood. But that’s not a big issue” Daryl crosses his arms adjusting a bit given he had a bandage on the part where he gave blood. Dr. Carson took a pint from the archer when he told him he’s o negative and gave it to his kid. “They haven’t woken up”

“They will. They’ll pull through” Rick reassures his brother even if his mind was running a 5k about the incident.

After discussing more of a plan against the Saviors with Maggie and Jesus, Daryl entered the infirmary trailer finding Carl and Enid on either side of Y/N’s unconscious form.

“Your dad is goin’ to this Kingdom place. See if they are willing to join the fight”

“I should probably go with him…” Carl frowns turning to Y/N once more before getting up and leaving.

Enid watches him go before turning to Daryl and seriously, the man radiates his stress that it makes others stress and bring up their own suspicions of what might happen.

“They’ll pay, Daryl”

“They fucking will” He hissed slightly as Enid left on that note to check on Maggie.

Daryl returned to his spot right beside Y/N carefully taking their hand into his, feeling how cold they were…making him anxiously check their pulse before coming to the conclusion it’s just that they were cold.

“This world keeps takin’ from us, kiddo. You can’t let it take yea too…please don’t let it”

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“You doing alright?” Daryl frowns sitting on the porch steps beside Y/N who hadn’t turned in for the night and it was dangerously close to becoming morning.

“Yeah. Or I don’t know…best that I could” They frown bringing their attention back to their hands. “I don’t trust it here…”

“Neither do I”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah…But I promise to keep yea safe” Daryl reassures wrapping his arm around his kid’s shoulders as they instinctively leaned against him.

“You really promise?”

“I do”

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You know I do

“Daryl!” Enid barges into the infirmary. “You need to hide. The saviors are here and they can’t find you”

Daryl nods quickly rising to his feet and trying to think fast enough to bring Y/N with him or to cover them up like they were dead. But maybe they’d think they were hiding under the blanket—or that he’ll aggravate the pain if he moved them.

Then Enid’s voice snapped him out of it.

“Go! Go to the pantry and I’ll take care of this” Enid states carrying bloodied sheets. The same sheets were Y/N’s when they first arrived to hilltop. So they were dried but it was enough for Enid to flip it so the main blood patch would be by their head. To show they finished the job before they could shift.

Maggie and Daryl hid in the pantry underneath the main house of Hilltop until the Saviors left. The time alone lead to Daryl stating how it was his fault for Glenn’s death and even if Maggie did her best to tell him it wasn’t, anything could’ve happened. He started to sob even harder.

“It’s my fault if they die”

“Daryl…”

“I shouldn’t…shouldn’t have tried to take the guy out…then Glenn will be here, and Y/N wouldn’t have had the thought of coming to get me…” he kept his gaze toward the ground trying to calm himself and not thrash when Maggie brought her arms around him. “They’re not gonna make it…”

“They will Daryl, and the saviors will pay for that they did. They’ll fucking pay”

Once the Saviors left, Daryl went back to the infirmary trailer to make sure they didn’t mess with Y/N in any way. But his anxiety skyrocketed when their body wasn’t there.

“Fuck. They took them. They took my kid. THOSE FUCKERS” He snaps right before he heard the sobbing. But it wasn’t coming from inside the trailer.

The archer stepped out and it was a bit louder compared to inside. He slowly approaches the crying until he found the source.

Y/N…oh god. Oh my god. Daryl frowns feeling the tears return on himself as he approaches their curled up form kneeling before them. “Y/N…you’re okay”

“You’re not real…I’m dead. This isn’t real” They continued to sob as their body started to shake.

“Y/N, I’m here…I’m actually here” Daryl frowns resting his hands on their face as they immediately wrapped their arms around him just from the touch to snap them back. “See I would’ve pinched yea but you just got shot”

“I thought I lost you dad…”

“‘M right here kiddo”

[alittlebitofloveliness]

Outsiders Prompt fic 1- Aren't you tired of this?

This for @battleslippers who requested prompt #6 and Tim Shepard

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“Heyyy Tim,” Curly was sprawled out on the sofa for the third time this week, glassy eyed and sloppy. Ma was beside him, eyes the sort of bright Tim knew could go from nice to nasty in an instant and for a second he thought he might cry.

He didn’t- of course he didn’t- but he could’ve. Shit, Curly was takin’ this whole situation real hard. He’d always liked his booze a bit too much but Tim figured that was just part of their DNA. This was something else though. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d seen his kid brother truly sober.

“Timmy,” Ma smiled and Tim felt his shoulders tense. There was no good ending to his mother’s brief moments of excitement. He’d survived enough of her tantrums and rages to know it, “come sit with us! Have a drink.”

She’d always liked him the best.

“No,” he tugged the bottle of tequila out of Curly’s hand, “I think you’ve both had enough.”

Ma’s face darkened, “I am your mother. Don’t think you can tell me when I have and haven’t had enough.”

His mother. Right. Maria Shepard wasn’t his mother. She was a child without a childhood. A baby who’d had babies. A monster of her own making.

“Fine,” he knew better than to argue. They wouldn’t make it through the afternoon without her screaming, but if he played his cards right they might get a few more hours of peace, “but Curly’s done.”

She didn’t fight him. She never did when it came to the twins, never had, never once even wanted to. 

“Aw that ain’t fair,” Curly protested, but his voice was slurred and he was too drunk to stand on his own let alone fight him on it. Tim passed the liquor over to Ma, who immediately took a swig. “I wasn’t- wasn’t finished.”

“Oh you’re finished all right,” moving to the side of the couch, he wrapped one arm around Curly's thin shoulders- christ the kid needed to eat more- and hauled him to his feet, half carrying, half dragging him down the hall to his room. 

He dumped him onto the mattress on his side of the room. Angela had propped hers up on milk crates years ago but Curly had always left his on the ground, always slept curled up in the far corner, even when he was a baby, like if only when was small enough and far enough beneath notice he could ever have a chance at resting.

“Aren’t you tired of this?” Tim asked, “The boozin’ and the drugs- don’t say you ain’t tried anything, why else would you be a mama’s boy all of a sudden? Seriously kid, you’re killin’ me here.”

“Nah,” cloudy blue eyes blinked at him, “I’m killin’ myself.”

A shock of panic shot through him like lightning.

“Shut up!” He shook his kid brother’s shoulders half desperately, “You ain’t! Shut up!”

The faintest hint of that troublemaker grin showed on his face, “you can’t stop me.”

“Watch me.”

Curly’s eyes filled with tears. Tim couldn’t say he didn’t expect it. Drunk folk were awful predictable, even though Curly was- per usual- trying to give him a heart attack.

“He’s gone, Tim,” Curly’s voice broke, the drunken grin and sardonic comments replaced with such genuine misery Tim can feel it stinging even him, “they- the socs- the socs killed him. Drowned him in a fountain like-like he wasn’t nice and smart and good-”

“-I know,” Tim doesn’t really do affection and Curly doesn’t usually like it but shit the kid needs something, and per usual Tim is all he’s got, so he pulls him into a hug tight enough to bruise even though its clunky and awkward not a Shepard type thing to do. Those damn socs had already taken one east side kid this month. He’d be damned if he let them take another- even indirectly. He’d be damned if they took Curly. “Shit kid, I know.”

“He was my friend.” Tim knew that wasn’t strictly true. Ponyboy Curtis had always meant more to Curly than a simple friend.

“I know.”

 Curly swallowed convulsively before starting to sob in earnest, tears soaking into Tim’s sweatshirt. 

“It’s ok,” Tim said, knowing it wasn't any sort of ok, “it’ll be alright.”

They stayed like that until Curly finally fell asleep.

[latenightshoww]

apart

a/n: got bored, hope they never see this cause ill sob; warnings: uses she/her pronouns, like the tiniest bit of angst, I DO NOT CLAIM THAT THEY ACT LIKE THIS IN REAL LIFE! synopsis: you and chris have been broken up for three months now but when he sees you again at a party, he can’t help the feelings that rush back to him

chris looked over himself in the mirror, fiddling around with the silver chain around his neck. he really did want to go this party tonight, he was just….

hesitant.

he hated this. he hated moping around his house like a scolded dog. he hated missing out. he hated not showing up. and he ESPECIALLY hated—

“CHRIS HURRY THE FUCK UP BEFORE WE LEAVE WITHOUT YOU,” his brother’s grating voice screamed for him.

chris let out a sigh before shouting, “IM COMING NICK!”

**********

chris screamed along with the music, he was glad he made himself come out tonight.

he leaned over to his brother, having to shout over the pounding music “HEY! IM GOING TO GET A DRINK BE RIGHT BACK!”

“WHAT,” his brother screamed back.

chris just rolled his eyes, and walked away from the dance floor.

he wanted around the unfamiliar halls of the house, trying to find a cooler or someone he knew so that he could ask them if they knew where the cooler was.

suddenly he felt something splash all over him.

“oh shit! my bad, man,” this unfamiliar dude said with a smirk.

chris was mad, he had just bought this damn shirt two weeks ago and normally he would’ve let it slide cause let’s be real it’s a shirt, he could’ve washed it. but it was the way this “apologized”, like he thought it was funny.

“nah it’s fine man,” chris said through gritted teeth.

the dude gave him a nod and wandered off.

**********

“WHERE’D YOU GO,” matt shouted.

“I WAS GETTING A DRINK!”

“DID YOU SPILL IT ALL OVER YOURSELF OR???”

“NO THIS DUDE SPILLED HIS SHIT ALL OVER ME!”

matt started to laugh, but suddenly stopped. his face went slack.

“WHAT?! YOU LOOK LIKE YOU SAW A GHOST”

chris looked behind him and suddenly felt himself go pale because right behind him standing in the crowd was you.

you looked gorgeous, hair styled just right, your makeup was beautiful, even from where he was he could see the way your lipgloss shined. the dress you had on was one chris had bought you, and it was hugging you in all the right place, he felt his heart leap into his throat when he saw you still had on the bracelet he had bought you for your six month anniversary.

suddenly he felt his feet move on their own, he was walking over towards you when he suddenly felt his brothers hand on his shoulder.

“chris, don’t.”

chris but his lip, he looked back over to you. and suddenly he felt himself boil over with rage. because in the minute he took his eyes off you, the asshat that managed to spill his drink all over him, suddenly had appeared right next to you.

and you did not look happy about it.

chris broke free of his brothers grasp and instantly appeared by your side.

“hey babe,” he said, casually wrapping a hand around your waist, “who’s your friend?”

“you know this guy,” douche bag uttered in disbelief.

“yup,” you replied without hesitation. “he’s my boyfriend.”

chris felt himself smirk at that. it felt good to hear you say that after so long.

the douchebag just raided his hands in defeat, and walked away, clearly over his pathetic attempt of trying to flirt with you.

chris felt you slip away from his grasp, he watched as you attempted to disappear in the crowd.

except he wasn’t going to let you go this time.

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“thought id find you out here.”

you whipped your head towards chris. you had been sitting on the curb, trying to calm yourself down.

“can i sit down,” chris asked, hand shoved deep into his jean pockets.

you shrugged, trying hard not to look at him.

you heard shuffling as chris sat down next to you. you both sat in awkward silence, not exactly knowing what to say.

“y/n, i—“

“what chris,” you let out with a huff, “what do you possibly have to say to me?!”

chris felt his mouth go dry, he didn’t think his through.

“exactly,” you said rolling your eyes, you got up from the curb completely over this conversation.

suddenly chris hand was clenched around your wrist.

“y/n wait! i just wanted to say—“

“what?! that you’re sorry?! chris do you really think one measly apology is going to make up for what you did?!”

“no but—“

“chris you left me! with no word of warning, you just left without a word! that’s not how breaks ups work! usually someone has to tell you if they’re not interested anymore! but you just gave me radio silence!”

“i didn’t mean for it to happen that way!”

“oh really?! cause that’s not what it looked like to me?!”

“I WAS SCARED, OK!”

you felt your breath hitch.

“we were starting to get serious and it scared me a lot, ok? and i know that’s not an excuse but i was terrified of getting that close to you.”

“why,” you said looking down at your shoes.

you felt chris get closer to you, lifting up your face to look at him.

“because i don’t ever want to lose you, ok? i care about you too much and i wouldn’t know what to do if you weren’t in my life. you’re one of the best things that ever happened to me and i want you to stick around for a really long time. these past three months without you have been really hard, i wake up and it hurts, i eat and it hurts, i drink and it—“

“chris,” you softly uttered, interrupting him.

“yeah?”

“shut up.”

you closed the gap in between you, kissing him. you felt his arms slink around you drawing you in closer, and you brought your arms up entangling your fingers in his hair.

soon you had to pull apart for air, and you were left entangled in each others arms.

“y/n”

“yeah?”

“will you be my girlfriend again?”

you smiled softly, “ok. but if you ever try to ghost me again, im hitting you with a car.”

[m0thergoose]

TOWL EPISODE 6 THE LAST TIME SPOILERS AHEAD FOR MY RUNNING COMMENTARY

Here we fucking go lads I’m scared

Sexy time again what a way to start, we continue to win 💖

PUTTING THE RING ON LIKE THIS HOLY FUCK 🫠

They look unreal in the uniforms lol

he said I didn’t need to be scared, that it was just the burning - his story about his dad omg it’s gonna come full circle

I love when Rick says thang 😂

Thorne has really been sucked in hasn’t she I don’t think this will end well for her

She has been a good friend to Rick though

Here we go stealthy Michonne she is the GOAT

Omg jadis paintings! Wanna see if there’s any of Ricky dicky

Terry O’Quinn my man 🫶

‘We’re the dead ones Rick’ woooooow

I feel like Michonne is gonna get caught in here I’m on edge

A CAT HOLY FUCK MICHONNE TAKE THAT HOME 😂😂😂😂

nah jadis is a sick bitch for hiding it in the cat

It’s a fucking ESSAY Jesus Christ

‘Rick’s wife’ only bit I liked seeing lol

Rip that shit up Michonne

She’s so upset 😭😭😭

Here we go briefing time 😬

Terry O’Quinn is staring into my soul

Fucking feral Rick flashbacks I love it

Come on Beale spit it out

OMG RICK AND MICHONNE

The toy rabbit?? What’s this about I’m scared

MAMA MICHONNE FLASHBACKS FUCKING GUT ME

Saving one city by sacrificing your home - I feel like this is meant to be what Rick does

I love Rick speaking about his dad for some reason

‘We’re all gonna die’ not Rick and Michonne tho we’re the ones who LIVE

The child evacuation??

14 years to extinction???

Evacuation of 10% of children - so they’re going to let the rest die!!

Spies in selected communities omg are they in the commonwealth!! I swear if Judith or RJ show up on that screen!!!!

Basically CRM is committing genocide

Rick please just kill him lmao

My son 😭😭😭😭😭😭

YAAAAS RICK THANK FUCK

Omg Rick please say we’re the ones who live

RIGHT get out of there now Ricky boy fucking hell

Fuck Rick you gonna have to kill this guy too lmao

I’m so on edge

ALSO halfway through and we’re still at cascadia I just want them HOME 😭😭

Oh no Thorne

Rick just wants to see his kiddies kill me 😭😭😭😭

Why’s he left his hand behind???

IM SO STRESSED ABOUT THORNE SHES GONNA RUIN THIS

This is like them disarming Negan’s explosives on the road, except this time they’re arming them

YAAAAS GIVE HER HIS SWORD

OH NO THORNES FIGURED IT OUT 😱😱😱😱

Holding hands forever I love this

FUUUUUCK

THE EXPLOSION WAS WILD

YEEEESS MICHONNE

FUUUUCK RICK

YAAAAS MICHONNE GET HER MASK

OMG THEY DID IT THE CITY KNOWS THEY CAN GOOOOO

FREE MOVEMENT HAS BEEN ESTABLISHED

NAH IM GONNA CRY

IM CRYING AND ITS NOT EVEN HAPPENED YET

His boots 🥹

IM UNWELL

LOOK AT THEM

MICHONNE AND HER BABIES 🥹🥹🥹

HIM AND HIS BABY GIRL 🥹🥹🥹

IM ACTUALLY SOBBING

YOURE THE BRAVE MAN

NAH IM SOBBING GUYS

HUG YOUR SON DAMMIT

BUT MAYBE YOU COULD CALL ME DAD NAH IM DEAD

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[fallingforel]

Hey!! What’s up? I was wondering if you could do number 3 on the prompt list with Alex Turner but can you make it like a hurt/comfort thing where maybe they get into some sort of fight? I don’t wanna be too specific because I hate taking away creative freedom but I would love you forever🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🥰

CW:MENTIONS OF SICK.

A/N I am so so so sorry that it has taken me more than a month to get to my requests but i have been super super busy with everything just taking some time out for myself but im back and carrying on with everything while dealing with writers block for arabella ahagaha anyway for those wanting to request... prompt list is here. on with the showwww

PROMPT 3: "I need you"

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"ALEX. GO AWAY. I DON'T FEEL WELL. I DON'T NEED YOU HERE. LOOKING AFTER ME LIKE SOME TINY TODDLER BA-" I shouted from inside the bathroom door, which was cut off by emptying the contents of my stomach into the toilet bowl.

"darling I just want to be here for you. help you."

"yeah well not right now. I don't need you getting sick just before you have to leave for tour tomorrow. I can't let you risk it. If you want to help go stay at a hotel so you don't get infected with whatever I've got going on right now"

"okay. okay. I'm going right now. call me if you need anything. promise"

"I promise Alex. go. I don't need you here."

an hour had passed when I had finally gotten up from the bathroom floor. finally emptying all that I could from my stomach.

"knock knock. I'm coming in." Natalie. my best friend had announced herself.

"ugh. not you as well. Nat I'm fine. I don't need everyone babysitting me. I've dealt with sickness on my own before I don't need everyone looking after me I'm not a child"

"oh wow. I was only coming to say hello. but I've clearly hit a nerve. what's going on nobody mentioned you were sick. in that case stay clear of me I've got a shoot in 3 days. I do not have time to get sick"

"cheers nat. Thanks for looking after me."

"geez with the mood swings. you weren't wanting me to babysit you a few moments ago now you want me to look after you. What's wrong with you anyway"

"well, I've got sore boobs, metallic taste in my mouth all the time, I'm throwing up all the time I'm also tired all the fucking time. I just want this bug to pass so I can go back to happy healthy Y/n"

"Y/n babe when did you last have your period. 2 months ago why???" it took me a moment to realise it. and soon I gasped. "OMG! no I cant be this has come at the worst time I cant be. I'm on the pill and we used a condom"

"not always effective babe."

"okay okay. lets not rush into anything. Can you go pick up a pregnancy test."

"no need. I've got one in my bag for emergencies"

"err... I'm not gonna question that right now, we'll circle back to that one later. but okay I'll go take that right now. you stay here."

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After waiting what felt like an age but in reality only three minutes I flipped the test over.

POSITIVE 3+ WEEKS

"fucking great. just at the worst time." I whispered to myself.

"Y/n is everything okay in there."

"yeah. I need to be on my own. I'm sorry"

"don't even mention it babe. I'll see myself out now. Want me to lock the door"

"nah leave it open. shut it obviously but don't lock it"

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I knew I needed to tell Alex. tell him I was sorry before he left and about the baby that was growing inside me at the minute.

The phone rang once twice three times before he finally picked up.

"Y/n babe is everything okay."

"I need you. so bad" I cried down the phone to him

"I'm coming right now sweetheart. do you need anything?" he asked.

"Just a hug"

"okay okay. I'm on my way. Be five minutes top darling"

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and he really wasn't lying when he said he'd be no longer than 5 minutes because I heard the door go no longer than 3 minutes after I ended the phone call.

"Y/n darling?" he called

"upstairs Alex" I said my voice wavering.

he burst the bathroom door open. and I started sobbing jumping into his arms wrapping my arms round his torso. the both of us swaying from the impact a bit. but we soon stopped and Alex's arms soon wrapped round meeting at my waist. Alex walks the two of us to our shared bedroom sitting us down on the bed.

"woah darling what's this what's got you in such a tizzy?" he asks.

"I'm sorry." I mumble into his shoulder.

"sorry for what sweetheart?"

"sorry for shouting at you. sorry for accusing you for babying us. sorry for the news I'm about to put on you."

"There's no need to apologise for that darling you did nothing wrong." It takes him a moment for him to realise my last statement from my previous statement.

"Y/n what news what are you going on about? You are really freaking me out honey."

"Stay here" I pull myself out of his arms, and walk to the bathroom where the pregnancy test lay on top of the toilet.

"This is the news." I say walking back into the bedroom sitting on the bed next to him and pass him the pregnancy test that lay in my hand.

"You mean- You mean we're going to be parents?"

"Not if you don't want to be."

"Not if I dont? Darling of course I want to be a parent. Do you want to be?"

"of course I do its just-"

"it's just what?"

"Its just. Is now even the right time to become preganant especially when you leave for tour tomorrow. What about in 9 months time? What about when I become too fat to walk anywhere."

"That won't happen sweetheart. because you aren't gonna become fat. You'll have a baby in your tummy. Our baby. And as for the tour. You'll come with me, we can sort out something. we're doing the asia america and australia first and then in 4 months we'll be in the UK and your joining me for every single leg sweetheart the tour wont effect your pregnancy, we'll be home before babys here and there'll still be time for nesting getting baby ready and everything else."

"okay. thank you Alex. for calming my worries. We're going to be parents." I say pulling him into a hug.

"Damn right we are."

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9 months later.

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[prismaticpichu]

Cloud tells his mom about Sephiroth locking himself in the basement and he hasn't eaten in days. She figures that is just NOT GOOD and makes him a home cooked meal and a jug of lemonade and determinedly goes to the mansion to deliver it...

Heck yeah! Them maternal instincts kicking IN! ❤️

Claudia is not at all unnerved by the ambience of the manor. Not in the slightest. She has the rawest of Nibelheim hearts, desensitized to anything and everything the town has to throw at her. Cobwebs? Nah. Creaky stairs? Please! She’s wrapped her delivery in layers upon layers of tinfoil so a speck of dust can’t so much as LOOK in the direction of her food. It was for the sad, confused military man!

Sephiroth is as oblivious as ever as she reaches the room, his nose buried in a book and about half of the library’s arsenal scattered around him.

“Excuse me… Sir?”

Sephiroth stiffens, and his world blips. It isn’t that fuzzy shape’s voice that he heard just then, pleading for him to come back, pleading for the 100th time. It’s… different. Completely different. Satiny, almost. Velvety.

Loving,

Is this—

Sephiroth’s voice leaves him in a crack. “…Mother?”

Claudia, standing by the door, is very confused. But it’s an amused confusion that flashes across her face.

“You can say that, dear. I’m Cloud’s mother. He came here with you on the mission.” She smiles. “He’s told me a lot about you.”

Sephiroth turns around then. The names don’t click in his mind, almost ricocheting. The only thing that truly sticks—that matters—is the fact that she is NOT his mother. She is no one then. Irrelevant.

“Get out,” Sephiroth snarls, that previous awe draining from his eyes. “Now.”

Claudia, though, is not deterred. Not in the slightest. She sees his eyes, and sees the ink splotched all around them. Clear as daylight, dark as bruises. Dark as the ones her poor Cloud used to come home with. These books—they are bullies. That’s what they are. They are hurting him. He needs to get out of here.

And by Gaia, he is so thin. So pale. He needs to eat!

Sephiroth takes a step back as Claudia steps forward, the unearthly shape of his eyes quivering. But them maternal instincts are already activated. She carefully unwraps the big, delicious grilled Chocobo and hands it out to him, her voice soft and gentle, channeling all the nights and tears and solaces ribboned between the very essence of her motherly soul.

“Would you like to talk about it?”

Maybe it’s the way she said it. Maybe it was the way she looked while saying it. Maybe it was how good the Chocobo smelled in that dusty library. Something in Sephiroth splinters then—a toxic, steely fortress mortared with instinct and vulnerability cracking from her presence. And a fortress can’t stand with one crack; so it crumbles entirely.

They sit together on the floor, and Sephiroth tells her everything. He breaks into a sob, telling of his friends, how he can’t let go of their betrayal, how it still stings. He tells her of the revelations in the Reactor, of what flowed through his veins and the lies he was built around.

And Claudia listens. She listens, and she tells him that it’s okay. Over and over and over. That it’s not his fault. That nothing is. That he’s…

“Dear…” Claudia takes her plate back, only shiny white bones remaining. “You are not a monster.”

There’s something about the way she says it—the kindness in her voice, the tenderness in her eyes, the warmth of her aura… Sephiroth brushes his hair aside, sniveling.

He thinks he believes her.

They leave the manor that very night, Claudia’s love squeezing through his plated shoulder as they return to the surface of the town. Zack pulls Sephiroth into a hug and thanks Claudia profusely for bringing him back, and as Sephiroth hugs him back, as he starts to cry, Cloud watches the scene unfold with a whole spectrum damn full of questions. He goes to stand beside his mother.

“Wow, Ma. What did you do to get the general back?”

Claudia only smiles. “Just what every mother knows best.”

And all of a sudden there’s a giant silver-haired man guy thing towering over Cloud in the family photo. Yippie-do!

[l-e-e-woso]

Caught Red Handed - Alexia Putellas

Prompt 59 - “H-how long have you been standing there?”

It had been a very long day for you between doing meet and greets with fans, interviews and going over game plans for the next game against Real Madrid. You entered Alexia’s flat and you noticed that something was off because Alexia said that she was going to attempt to cook dinner tonight but she wasn’t in the kitchen and there was no food on the side either.

Just then you hear moaning coming from the bedroom which makes you gulp nervously. “Ohh right there…ugh fuck that feels amazing…” Alexia moans which makes your heart drop and you put your stuff down shakily.

You slowly start to walk towards the bedroom door which is slightly a jar and you slightly push the door open just so you can peek inside. What you see absolutely shatters your heart, you see Alexia laying completely naked on the bed with none other than Jenni Hermoso in between her legs. 

Some of the girls from Barca warned you that getting involved with Alexia was a bad idea because she wasn’t over Jenni at all and this just proved them all right. You chuckle in disbelief that Alexia was actually cheating on you. 

Alexia hears you chuckle and pushes Jenni away from her then grabs her gown, quickly putting it on and tying it. “H-how long have you been standing there?” She asks you nervously.

“Are you fucking kidding me Alexia?! That’s all you have to say? You’re un-fucking-believable!” You shout at her before pushing past her to the closet, grab your suitcase and backpack. You start packing all your belongings into them and notice something is missing. “Where’s my Mum’s ring?” You ask Alexia while holding out her hand and she slips it off her finger then places it in your hand.

“Y/n I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean for this to happen.” Alexia says desperately as she tries to justify her actions and you just ignore her. You take your suitcase and swing your backpack on then walk out towards the front door. “Send the rest of my stuff to my flat, when you're done with that.” You gesture to Jenni and walk out of the flat.

Once you get into your car you pull out your phone and go to call your best friend Lucy, who answers immediately,she knows something is wrong because you hate calling people. “Hello? What's up mate?” Lucy asks worriedly. “Can I come over?” You say while sniffling. “Yeah yeah of course. What’s wrong?” She asks, sounding concerned. “I’ll tell you when I get to yours.” You say wiping the tears from your eyes. “Okay, Mapi, Ingrid, Claudia and Kiera are here. Is that okay or do you want me to tell them to piss off?” Lucy chuckled and received a playful slap from Mapi. “Nah that's fine. Cya in a bit.” You chuckle as you hang up and start driving to Lucy’s.

-time skip to Lucy’s-

After parking your car you walk up to Lucy’s front door and knock on it. You head slamming and stomping before the door opens. Lucy looks at you with sympathy as she sees your red eyes from crying and pulls you infor a tight hug which makes you sob into her shoulder. “Let’s go in the living room so you can sit down.” Lucy says softly while leading you to the living room.

You sit down on the closest seat to Lucy and cuddle into her side as she rubs you back in an attempt to comfort you. “I-i….walked in on Alexia having sex with Jenni.” You sigh sadly as you play with your mothers ring that was on your finger and the other girls look at you with sympathy. 

“I don’t understand why she did it…I fucking proposed to her a few days ago, i gave her my mothers ring! How could she do this?!” You sobbed into Lucy as she hugged you.

“You proposed?” Mapi said shocked as she came over to you and knelt in front of you. “Yep, she said yes as well. I think that’s why it hurts so much and the fact you all warned me and I didn't listen cause I'm too stubborn.” You chuckle at your own stupidity as to why you didn’t listen to the entire barca team.

“At least I can accept the offer from Manchester United now.” You say looking blankly up at the ceiling and you could literally feel the shock in the room.

“You’re leaving?” They all ask and you nod. “I can’t play at a club where my cheating ex-fiancee plays, I’d end up doing something I would regret.” You say and start calming down, slowly falling asleep cuddled up to Lucy.

-time skip to a week later-

You were currently waiting for your flight at the airport in Barcelona and stood with you was Lucy, Mapi, Ingrid, Claudia and Kiera. 

“You guys better come and visit me once I get settled.” You say as you pull them all into a group hug as a few tears flow down your face as it finally hits you that you are leaving the place that you had called home for so many years.

Just then your flight gets called and you pull away from the hug while smiling sadly at them.”I’ll text you guys when I land. I love you guys.” You walk to each of them giving them a quick hug and a kiss on the cheek before running over to your gate.

“Goodbye Barcelona.” You mutter to yourself. 

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Part 2

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Everything's alright

-Gunwook x reader-

Warning:none,just really fluffy 😚

Requested: heyyy could u do a gunwook one in which y/n, who's a really strong person, always tough, doesnt cry easily .etc, suddenly starts crying one day while watching a sad movie and how gunwook gets shocked and comforts them,yeah bye haha (Anonymous)

Author's note: hey there anon,here's your request ;))

Thank you for waiting patiently, I really hope you like it <3

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When someone asks gunwook to describe you strong is the first word that comes to him, however his opinion might have changed due to a small act of yours.

When someone thinks of you they don't immediately relate you with a fragile and vulnerable person, quite the opposite actually.

You are known in your school for being like a hard rock, not in the sense of being too serious or too stone faced, but rather having a hard exterior.

In all these years spend at this school nobody had seen you cry once, not once. You don't consider yourself insensitive tho,it's just you didn't need to cry to express your empathy or your understanding in itself (at least when other people were present)

Gunwook your boyfriend found it at first admirable and a little scary at times, because he was the complete opposite. He considered himself a crybaby, he really was a lot more sensitive and connected with people easier.

But throughout time he got used to your behaviour and accepted it completely.

However today was the day were he would see a completely new side to you.

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The day was too cold to go out so you both just decided to stay inside and enjoy each other's company. Being as close as you could was an absolute blessing for him so he was really grateful for the weather that day specifically

You had opted to just cuddle and watch a movie which you would obviously pay no attention to, or so did gunwook thought.

He first brought a huge blanket to wrap you both in order to heat you up and keep you warm. Then he came with a bowl full of popcorn because what is a movie without it? Well still a movie, but the fun is not there (you know what I mean, right?💀)

As he had brought the essentials,now was the time to actually choose the movie, which always resulted horribly as y'all's tastes were completely different. While you preferred horror movies and those kind of creepy ones, he was really fond of these cheesy romantic ones. Two complete opposite genres.

"Babe please let's watch this one, you know I don't like horror movies"he said while putting his best puppy eyes so you could give in.

"And I don't like romantic movies!!!!"you whined

"Yeah, but the past few times we've watched what you wanted, now it's my turn!"

(Don't know if you seemed like an old couple bickering or siblings tbh hashjwj)

"But-"

"Pleaseeee"

And before you could protest he used his lethal weapon, his gummy smile. He began smiling and laughing at the situation purposely for you to give out to his petition.

And who were you to turn him down, with that cutie grin that was on his face? Nah, incapable of that.

"Alright..."

And that's how he got what he wanted, yeah that pretty smile of his was definitely a problem at this point.

However, the cheesy movie turned quickly into a quite sad one. The main leads were going through a harsh breakup.And that's one of the reasons you didn't like this type of films. You were really cold towards the outside, but in reality you were actually quite sensitive.

Sad things made you cry quite easily, but you didn't want to show a vulnerable image towards others, so when the nostalgic and sadder part came you inevitably started sobbing in silence, not wanting to worry your boyfriend.

But gunwook was not dumb, he noticed it instantly being shocked about it.

"He-hey, jagiya are you okay?"he said pulling you closer to his embrace and engulfing you in a bear hug holding you close.

"Yeah"

"What is it babe? You know you can tell me, I would never find anything weird or silly if it comes from you,you know".

And that was enough for you to break and tell him how you felt.

"It's just that this movie is really sad"you answered hugging him tightly

And that made him giggle lightly at your cute behaviour.

"Awww, don't worry y/nnie it's just a story"

"Gunwook, please let's not end like that"

And he didn't even hesitate for a second, kissing your lips softly preventing you from talking. And as he separated he took your hand and gave it a light peck.

"I would never let that ever happen to us y/nnie, I love you too much to let you go through that"

"Thank you gunwookie, I love you so much"

"I love you too y/nnie"

And just like that you cuddled for the rest of the day as he would refuse to let you go in that state (and perhaps he didn't want to break apart either ajssjs).

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