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animecinnamonroll99 · 1 year ago

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Octane x FEM! Reader part 17

So sorry about the long delay. Life kinda got in the way after a bout of writer's block. Should I start a tag list for those who are really invested in this?

A bit angsty but it resolves itself!

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After about three hours of helping Ramya I headed back to the compound. The weather was nice and cool after the rain the night prior and I used it as an opportunity to think things over a little more clearly. Tavi has always been a man of action over words and seeing as he’s not the biggest fan of any emotion unless it's the joy from his adrenaline rushes, it could have been his way of telling me that things were over.

As I walked into the compound everyone’s attention fell onto me and it started to make me feel a little uncomfortable. “What’s up?” I hesitantly asked. There was a collective pause as everyone looked at each other and seemed to come to the same conclusion. After a few more moments of silence there was a general murmur of 'nothing' before everyone went back to what they were doing before I walked in. Giving my head a shake I head off to my room in the complex for a quick shower and a change of clothes.

As hours, days and several games passed, Tavi seemed to have been avoiding me as much as possible. When we're placed on the same team he only talked to me when he needed to and without any of his normal banter. The drastic change didn't go unnoticed by fans and media alike and they were all asking the same question, 'what happened to Apex's speediest couple.'

There happened to be a duo game today and I was hoping and praying that I got anyone, but Tavi. At this point I'd gladly trade him for Caustic if I could, or listen to Revenant talk about how many different ways he would kill me if I failed to help him win a game, but alas the odds weren't in my favor as the list of partners popped up.

Today's game also happened to be a charity game where everyone got to pay to pick a theme. Which just so happened to be 'beach day'. Walking over to my dresser I start digging through the bathing suits I have when a knock sounds at my door before it opens. I turn to come face to face with Loba in a striking red bikini and a matching sheer tied cover across her hips.

"Hello beautiful, I decided you need my help getting back at lover boy after what happened." She stated as she walked over and hip checked me away from the drawer I was previously digging through. "Me, I need to get back at Tavi? Are we sure this isn't to take your mind off your failing relationship with Valk?" I question as Loba pulls out bikinis and one piece alike shaking her head at each one before chucking it to a random corner. Instead of answering me she finishes going through the drawer and produces a pair of black side corset bikini bottoms with a scrunched but and a black bikini top with green fishnet on the cups and extra long strings that wrap around the torso. "Wear this with some strappy black sandals." Is all she says before exiting my room, still avoiding my questions.

Getting on the dropship half an hour later I'm greeted by wolf whistles from the majority of the male population. I just roll my eyes and head over to Fuse and Bloodhound. "Think you can run in those flip flops Walter?" I question, to which he replies with a full bellied laugh. "If I need ta run I'll ditch the shoes." He replies and Hound shakes their head in dismay. Giving them a once over I realized that they decided to sport a full body surf suit.

Drop ship reached its destination: 'King's Canyon'. The metallic female voice announced above us as a holographic map appeared in the center of the drop ship. My wrist gear lights up as my earpiece buzzes to life with Octane's voice "let's land over here." I glanced down to see that he decided on the Market. "Sure, just don't die too quick," I ok and walk towards one of the pads that'll lower for the jump.

Seconds later I'm soaring down to the building and taking notice of the 6 other teams that land nearby. Hitting the ground running I'm quick to grab the first gun I see. A Mozambique and a CAR thinking fast, I rush up the steps in front of me and into the room on my left. In the room I find a set of syringes and a shield battery. Walking in a bit further I spot a Sentinel which I'm quick to swap for the Mozambique. Just as I get ready to leave the room Tavi’s voice is in my ears again, "enemy trap here." A quick glance tells me it's right outside the corner of my room, just before the stairs. "Thanks." I say before the line goes dead.

Sighing I walk out the other door and right into an enemy. The guy is stalky at best with no real discernible features due to the strange mask he wore. "Enemy attacking." I just barely shout into my coms before the guy lifts me off the ground by my neck. I grapple around trying to get my hands on one of my guns while simultaneously trying to land a kick on the male so he'll drop me. A rapid succession of fire and the guy drops me and falls down to shield himself with the knock down.

Before I can register what happened I'm dragged back into the room I just left so I can regain my breath. I stand up just in time to see Tavi’s green trunks and bare back as he ducks out the door and back into the fights happening all around us. It's been months and he's still this cold to me? I don't think there's a chance to save any of this. I think to myself as I head back into the fray just in time to save him from getting a Mastiff shot to the back from Caustic.

After the fighting finished off in Market we quickly moved to rotate to Pit in a quick succession of fights and little to no talking. Taking cover in the building near Pit we take a moment to breathe as I look at the feed. "Four squads left." I inform Octane, only to be met yet again with silence. At this point I can't hold it anymore.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" I shouted, causing Tavi to jolt and spin so he was facing me. "We have one little fucking fight and you just up and leave me. No explanation, no chances to make things right, nothing. You left me in the damn rain to find my own way back all because you couldn't take what I was saying. Pathetic for the man who chooses to risk his life for people's entertainment-" Octane held up his hands and started to try and speak up "-no you've had your chance to speak, to try and make things right. This is my time to speak and you're going to stand there and fucking listen-" my rant gets cut off by a siren and bombs. Needing to get the anger out in a more constructive way (and to hide my frustrated tears) I rushed out of the building and into the fray.

I open fire at Gibraltar, my vision red and blood list rushing through my veins, I failed to hear Octane's warning or notice Rampart approaching with Sheila at the ready. The next thing I knew everything was black.

Waking up I find myself in the medbay on the ship. I groaned and let my head fall back onto the pillow just as the door to the room opened. “Chica?” his familiar voice called out to me. I know that he knows I’m awake, but I honestly don’t feel like talking to him at the moment. “Go away Octavio.” I state as I turn onto my side facing away from the door. “Back to the first name, damn you must be really hurt.” in that sentence something inside me just snaps. Sitting up I turn and glare at the green haired devil “Hurt?” I questioned, “Hurt you say, I must be hurt?” I rhetorically asked again. “It’s not like my boyfriend had left me in a park absolutely confused as to if he broke up with me or not, all because he couldn’t stand what I was saying. Or could it be that AFTER all of that he gave me the cold shoulder for MONTHS with no reason, nothing, not even telling me if he just needed space for a while to sort things out. So, yeah, maybe just maybe I AM HURTING LIKE HELL.” I ranted. During the outburst I had unknowingly gotten up from the bed and stalked Tavi into a corner. Before either one of us could say something further, Ajay walked into the room. “I was just coming in to check up on (y/n), but since you’re here O we also need ta talk.” Ajay interjected into the tensed silence.

As Ajay talked to Tavi, she checked out my injuries that were having some difficulties healing after the match. I just tuned them out wondering if the woman wrapping my torso with clean dressings will still be talking to the guy I’m avoiding for me to run back to my room or take him away with her so, I didn’t have to continue the inevitable conversation pertaining to the current strain in whatever relationship we have. I was silently praying to Bloodhound's old gods all the while. Once Ajay was finished with me, she stated that I had to stay in medbay until we got back to the compound.

Once Ajay was gone I kept my eyes pointedly on my lap. “We really need to talk this out since you seem to be all in your head about it.” Before I could snap back Octane pushed forward not giving me an opportunity, “I know I stranded you there, but it was only momentarily. You were gone before I came back for you. Yes i didn't like what you were saying, was it the truth,” he shrugs noncommittally “maybe, I don't know for sure. Pops hasn't been answering any questions I ask about that night. When I got back to the compound everyone was telling me to give you space and that you'd come to me when you were ready. I wanted to apologize, completely out of character I know. I've been trying to figure out who I can trust and how much I can give back in return. What I learned is that I don't like fighting with you, nor do I like being able to talk to you or hold you. Do you think you could forgive me for my foolishness?” I decided to sit there and truly think over what Tavi said before replying, “I think it'll take more than just this and that we'll have to reestablish our trust in each other, eventually yes i think i can.”

#octane x reader #apex legends #octavio silva #love story #octane #gibraltar #ajay che #bloodhound #bathing suit

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monkeseemonkedoo · 1 year ago

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Guys I’m normal about Loba and lifeline trust me

#ajay che #apex fanart #digital illustration #loba andrade #loba andrade x reader #loba apex legends #ship art #fanart

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whoopsyeahokay · 3 months ago

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Cuddle Bug

summary: a flashfic exploration of Wally's inability to be anything but a plural image when you're within reach. aka: he's codependent as fuck and neither you nor he care.

pairing: Wally Clark x fem!reader

warnings: fluff. smut lite. AU - everyone is alive (zesty). lore established offscreen.

bon reading, frens

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Wally Clark's love language is physical touch. No surprise there. The guy needs cuddles like flowers need sunlight to thrive. Always has. Being a ghost for 40 years exacerbated that need, and now that he's a real boy again, he can't help himself. Wally sits too close, hugs hello and goodbye, touches arms and knees when he's telling a story.

It's just that much more amped up when it comes to you.

He was affectionate before you and he became inseparable. Lightly grazed your hand when he walked beside you, found every excuse to tackle you when he tried to teach you football techniques. Ajay and Charley stood there like extra wheels even though it'd been Wally who'd rallied everyone to the field.

What? Your giggle's so damn cute! No way was Wally going to be able to focus on anything else!

Besides Charley's just as bad when Yuri's around, and Simon can't even function when Maddie gives him the eyes. So, everyone can suck it as far as Wally's concerned.

During group activities, Wally would find a way to sit next to you. Would squish his long limbs between you and Maddie and give you a bright, boyish grin. Sometimes he'd stare Xavier down until he got the hint and scooched closer to Nicole at the lunch table, leaving a gap that Wally could settle into beside you. His arm around your shoulders and his knee touching yours. Totally innocent.

Wally brought your favorite snacks to Game Night, established himself as your personal chauffeur despite the fact that you lived closer to Simon and Rhonda, and loyally helped you filter clothes when you and the girls went shopping. Yes. He'd made himself one of the girls just to spend time with you. Don't look at him like that; it worked, didn't it? 👀

Since accepting him as your boyfriend (he grins so big, his cheeks ache), Wally's dependence on your touch, warmth, shape against his, has increased a hundredfold.

You sit on the picnic table before the first bell, chatting to Maddie and Claire about something Wally isn't listening to, his arms around your waist, upper body slumped between your legs, head resting on your thigh as you rake your fingers through his thick hair. Oh, he could die all over again and be the happiest of ghosts just for this. Not that he wants to be a ghost again. Not unless you're with him this time. Which would require you to die, too, and that's a terrible thought and he's never going to tell you about it. But the sentiment remains. Wally doesn't want to do anything without you, ever.

He managed to convince the secretary to put him in all your classes, pouting and pleading his case that he'd been dead since 1983 and, "it's so traumatic coming back, she's the only thing I have that feels real...please?" A tactic that he should stop abusing, but it worked on all the teachers when he requested to be sat next to you. Every time a teacher caved, Wally would fold into the desk beside you, beaming like a winner. And who cares? Mina and Ajay, and Charley and Yuri pulled the same doe-eyed trick and got what they wanted, why couldn't Wally do the same?

On Fridays, everyone piles into Wally's high school best friend's living room—Rodney now Wally's legal guardian for reasons—to have movie marathons. There's trivia to guess the movie. Winner gets one veto and can insert their own choice, but there's three movies in total so pick wisely! They figured out awhile ago that Wally sometimes (always) lets you win trivia when it's his turn to play his lineup. You never veto anything, equally as eager to watch what he opts for. It drives Simon and Ajay insane.

He takes over a whole couch, the three-seater, sprawls long-ways and tucks you between his legs, your body draped over him like a blanket as he wraps his arms around you and doesn't let go for anything. He traces patterns on your back, cradles your head against his chest, soaks up the physical contact like a sponge after years of ghostly numbness.

In the school halls, Wally keeps his hand on your hip. He kisses your head and cheeks and jaw. Doesn't care who sees because you're his girl and he'll do what he wants, thank you. He's proud that you call him yours and wants to show off who his heart belongs to. This one! This one said yes!

You're in his lap more than your own seat when the group descends upon Max's Diner after football games (that, no, Wally doesn't participate in. That era is firmly in the past and he'll never don a jersey again; sorry mom, God bless, rest in peace). His hands are all over you as you engage Rhonda in conversation; on your thighs, waist, back, hips. Anywhere and everywhere that's still appropriate in public. His head under your chin, eyes closed as he listens to your heartbeat, strong and steady, the rhythm matching his.

Wally rolls over in his bed, crushes you beneath his weight as he plays dead—knock on wood that that won't happen again for many years—and tries to stifle his laughter when you struggle to reverse the position. Eventually, he showers your skin with kisses, nudges between your thighs and laces his fingers with yours, pressing his smile to yours before kissing you deeply.

The sex is amazing, but nothing beats the afterglow when he has you pliant and sweet, curled into him on your side, your face in his chest, his hand on your lower back, whispering how much he loves you as you doze. Call him codependent, but Wally doesn't want to spend even an hour without you. He isn't a lost puppy, knows how to behave like a man. He just spent too many years being forgotten that he still has trust issues.

And you don't mind. You welcome it, in fact, and that makes Wally feel safer than he ever has. It makes it easy to ignore the looks people give you and him when you agree to go somewhere, "only if Wally's invited, too" because you and he are a package deal. And he does the same for you. Obviously, not for the same reasons, you're perfectly fine being alone, it's just that Wally's not ready to experiment with your absence just yet. Maybe never will be.

Rodney's long since accepted that Wally's room has become your room. From married and childless to married with several formerly-dead teenagers and their SOs, Rodney and his wife have accepted their homebase status like champs. They treat you like family—you have a house key for the rare occasion Wally isn't with you after school—and acknowledge that Wally can't sleep without you without suffering.

He stays curled around you all night, kisses you awake, big hand trailing from your waist to your hip as he nips the top knot of your spine and grinds his morning wood against your ass. God, you get him hard so easily, Wally sometimes thinks he should get checked out. You hum then sigh then turn in his arms, hook a leg over his and press yourself against him in exactly the right way.

Through half-lidded eyes, Wally gazes at you. Licks his lips as he rocks his hips slowly and watches your expression go from sleepsoft to wanting. You like how that feels baby? You want it inside you? And he kisses you deep and thorough, rolls you onto your back to fit between your legs, groans when one of your hands squeezes his ass through his boxer-briefs.

He needs to be inside you yesterday, loves how you feel, tight and wet and hot around him. Soft touches turn hard, light sweeps of lips turn to teeth and tongue and fresh bruises on your neck. Wally loves to taste you first, to prolong his pleasure by giving you yours, his tongue delving into you and sucking your clit gently; deliriously slow because he can't get enough.

It's not until you're begging him so pretty for his cock that he finally lets himself fuck into you, so hard and sensitive his brain explodes upon fitting deep inside you on the first thrust. A refrain of fuck, yes and oh God baby, you feel so good fills the room—sorry Rodney—the headboard smacking against the wall in time with Wally's hips. Throughout, Wally holds you like something precious, kisses you like salvation, breathes you in like he can't live without you.

He makes sure you come first before he even thinks about letting go, the sensation of you shaking apart around him ripping his own release right from his core. Wally licks into your mouth, moans like a beast, and then, one two three more stunted thrusts and he goes still. Hazy eyes hold yours and you can see the depth of his emotion for you. At least, he hopes so. How he'll treasure you forever. He'll never love anyone as much as he loves you. That's a promise and a threat and he smiles a lazy smile at you as you begin to giggle.

"What's so funny, baby?" Wally nudges your cheek with his nose.

"Nothing, I promise, I'm just...really happy." You tell him and he moans in delight.

"You don't feel suffocated or claustrophobic like Rhonda said you would?" Wally asks, a little insecure. Okay, a lot insecure, even if he doesn't usually feel that way about how reliant he is on your proximity. You've never given him a reason to feel anything but safe and happy and loved, but still. Rhonda knows how to hit bone even when she means well.

You shift, forcing Wally to look at you, your hands cradling his jaw, "Never. I will never, ever want this, us, to be anything but exactly how it is. I love having you all over me."

"Yeah?"

"Yes." And you grin, a warm little thing, "I like sharing everything with you. It's nice. My very own witness to my life."

Wally kisses you again, another slow, deep, sentimental gesture; everything he feels poured into it, before he settles down on top of you, careful not to crush you, his head above your breasts and his eyes fluttering closed. Relaxed. Sated. Safe.

Wally Clark's love language is physical touch, and, in this second chance at life, he's profoundly grateful to have found someone fluent in it.

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(Marshmallow Miles)

also on AO3!

if you liked this, you may also enjoy Fifty Seven.

fluff. between 1982 and 1983, Wally meets and falls completely head over heels for a girl who changes everything. his biggest fan, his greatest love. you.

#milo manheim #wally clark #school spirits #Wally Clark x Reader #fem!reader #Wally Clark smut #Wally Clark fluff #Wally Clark fanfiction #Milo Manheim fanfiction #flashfic #oneshot #Cuddle Bug

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hyunjins3rdleg · 8 months ago

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🍸 What’s Your Poison?🍸

Hi,I’m AJay! Nice to meet you,honey🩷

• Bbygirl of ‘01

• Pisces🌷Princess

• Somehow managing to work a big girl job in the real world of the USA

Just vibin’ & thrivin’ on my fun little blog sharing my cute little ideas with cutie patootie strangers.

(That’s you, babe. You’re the cutie patootie💋)

*Stray Kids🥟 (mainly writing for Hyunjin)

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Join me for Happy Hour Gossip!

I’m open to request or a chat if you’d like to giggle,rant,or cry with me!

*Request🔒:fake text(predominately),drabbles,au prompts,etc(I have more time for shorter fics)

*I will not write member x member or poly(just not into that,sorry)incest/step siblings, taboo/hardcore themes, include the members’ real life family, and I will politely decline your request if it’s something I am not comfortable with writing or speaking on :)

*Stray Kids are real people & therefore everything below is completely fictional. This doesn’t reflect who they truly are in any way, shape, or form. I am not trying to misconstrue who they are in real life.

Don’t forget to touch grass,babe <3

✨Everyone’s welcome at Stay’s Bar✨

(especially my fellow Black stays🤎)

**MDNI & SFW Rules**

Minors(16+)are free to interact with my blog as long as you keep it cute & appropriate.

*SFW* Fics are safe for the younger stays and will usually only have profanity listed as the main warning.

*MDNI* Fics are self explanatory and should not be interacted with unless you are 18+

Keep it cute or get blocked <3

Angst⛈️/🌩️; Fluff🧸; Smut/Suggestive🔥

FWB!Hyunjin Text Series 🧸⛈️🔥 (MDNI)

A late night text accidentally sent to one of the artist you’re working with leads to a half a year long agreement and Hyunjin wants more…

(fwb to lovers)(IdolxMusic Producer!Reader)

Fix Your Face, Please! 🧸🌩️ (MDNI)

Hyunjin’s very vocal about how jealous & possessive he can get, and although it can get troublesome you find it kind of hot…

We Were On Break!! 🌩️🧸 (SFW)

Your ex boyfriend, Hyunjin, has a hard time accepting the end of your relationship and is very persistent on getting back together…

Corporate Gang 🧸 (MDNI)

JYP Co. gets a new IT-Agent and you can’t help but gush about him to your favorite coworkers…

(Nerdy,shy!Hyunjin Series)

Take Your Friends Out ⛈️🧸 (pt.1 ) (MDNI)

Your boyfriend has stood you up 3x this month and you decide that you’re done with being second place. Of course he disagrees…

Don’t Say That To Me ⛈️ (pt 2.) (MDNI)

Months after you took Hyunjin back you have to face the tough reality of falling out of love with him and end things for good…

Stress Induced Fever 🧸 (SFW)

Your job has decided to transfer you to their USA branch for a year and Hyunjin is failing miserably at holding himself together before you leave…

Sad Nudes? 🧸 (MDNI)

You’ve had a shit day and Hyunjin tries his best to cheer you up thousands of miles away…

I Love You. Now Date Me! 🧸🌩️ (SFW)

Your bestfriend has been jokingly telling you he’s in love with you for years only for you to find out it’s not a joke…and oh yeah, he HATES your boyfriend…

Babe, I Broke It 🧸 (SFW)

Hyunjin broke your brand new coffee mug and he’s taking it harder than you are (soft bbyboy)…

I Really Like You, Like Romantically 🔥🧸(MDNI)

Your best friend asks you for an insane favor of helping him lose his virginity and discovers his feelings in the process…

I Will Win! Fighting!🔥🧸 (MDNI)

You and Hyunjin make a friendly bet to survive No Nut November and despite his persistent confidence on winning, he eventually gives in…

Emergency Contact ⛈️ (SFW)

You and Hyunjin had a mutual breakup over a year ago, but apparently he forgot to remove you as his emergency contact and feelings are revisted…

Safe,Loved,& Accepted ⛈️ (SFW)

Bang Chan has been making light of the nasty comments you’ve been getting online until you are put in a sticky situation and he’s worried sick a thousand of miles away…

Have You Always Been This Hot?? 🔥🧸 (MDNI)

Attempting to survive No Nut November with your best friend Chan brings forth feelings neither of you knew existed…and really good sex…

I Just Want To Help ⛈️ (SFW)

Your ex Hyunjin takes it upon himself to help you with financial difficulties after months of no contact, but he never expected you to fight him every step of the way…

Wanna See It Up Close? 🔥🧸 (MDNI)

You always jokingly try to convince your best friend to get laid and he jokingly tells you to take his virginity (except it’s not a joke)…

I Hate You. All Of You. 🌩️ (SFW)

A sneaky picture brings your relationship and trust crashing down and he refuses to let it all go over a stupid misunderstanding….

Keeping Secrets 🌩️ (SFW)

Felix’s antics leaves Hyunjin an over dramatic mess and it takes an entire week before he confronts you about the secret you’ve been hiding…

Is This A Trick Question? 🌩️🧸 (SFW)

It’s not a secret that Hyunjin’s perusing you romantically, but despite returning his feelings your past relationship holds you back. Little did you know Hyunjin was just what you needed to try at love again…

Model!Hyunjin Text Series 🧸🔥(SFW/MDNI)

At the height of his career, Hwang Hyunjin goes down the road nearly every 24 year old with fame in the public eye does - sex, money, and rebellion. You accepted a job set up by his parents to get his reputation and career back on track, and you’ve known no peace since thanks to your very clingy (and unashamedly in love) client…

(ModelxAssistant!Reader)(grumpy gf,sunshine bf)

I’m Gonna Ride You. 🔥🧸 (MDNI)

Your friends thought it would be funny to hack into your phone to prank Hyunjin while you’re in the bathroom. Unfortunately, this little prank would lead to one of the most embarrassing (amazing?) nights of his life…

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rosietoesy · 2 months ago

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There's no dying in baseball

Summary: You're the new ghost in town who thought no one knew you existed, except that wasn't really the case until a certain football player shows up.

Wally Clark x Reader

CW: Fluff & angst

A/N: This is the prequel for Fever Pitch. Yes Ajay is the same one from @whoopsyeahokay universe.

It was that awkward period between prom and graduation. Students really didn't want to be in school during that time, but that is where you wish you were instead of this hell hole. Unfortunately for you, after taking a fast ball to the back of your head while taking pictures of the baseball team practicing for State Championship play off games is how you ended up here still in the school, but not in the way you want to be.

That May afternoon was a balmy spring for Split River. You were taking photos for the newspaper before the new issued dropped on Friday the last issue of the year. After you filled up one roll of film & getting ready to exchange it out for a new roll, you were turned around because you decided to put your bag behind you. Since you weren't paying attention to your surroundings, all you heard way too late was a shout of “Miss. Watch out!”, but it was too late all that was heard was the twack of the ball hitting the back of your head and the thudding of your body hitting the ground. One minute you're digging in your camera bag the next you're standing right next to your body.

Some would argue that the Class of ‘84 was cursed, while others would say it's simply just bad luck. You see, in the fall semester, renowned star football player Wally Clark died during the Homecoming game. Everyone was heartbroken, and rightfully so. He was Split River Devils total heartthrob and Mr. Popular. He was awarded Homecoming King the next night at the dance. As well as a little memorial for him at the football field and prom. You weren't too sure if the same would be done for you. You weren't really that popular or noticed by anyone. So you had doubts that anything would be done for you or if anyone would notice that you were gone.

Unbeknownst to you, Wally Clark noticed you. Always has, the night that you died he noticed you before the others did. While Rhonda, Ajay, Cleo and himself made it out to the baseball field to try and catch a glimpse of the new ghost joining them because of the flashing ambulance lights. Wally remembers what Rhonda groaned about, “Great another dumb jock to join us here.” He was sort of excited about that, Ajay had been a great guide, but trying to play any sports with the dude was always a bust. That night he didn't see another athlete joining them, no he saw you. The photographer for the school's newspaper & yearbook. He saw you at every football game since both of your sophomore year.

He recognized you immediately, while the others may have not seen you, he did. He stood in place with shock on his face. He had no idea how long he was standing there until he heard Ajay shouting his name. Wally turned around and waved him off, opting to stay out a bit longer. Ajay didn't fight him on it and made his back into the school.

Panic, confusion and fear flood your nervous system. One moment you're digging through your camera bag then you know is your outside of your body seeing it lying there on the ground not making any movement. Coaches, players and EMT’s all surround your body that's just laying there. You're doing everything you can to try and get someone's attention that you are alive and right there with them. Nothing was working, no one could feel or hear you. After a while, you gave up and before moving away from everyone. You glanced at your body just lying there, not breathing or moving. A sobbed racked through you.

Wally doesn't know how long he was standing there staring at you. It wasn't until he noticed that he was approaching you that his feet decided to move on their own accord. Once he finally reaches you, he takes a seat next to you in the dirt. You don't notice him, your face buried in your knees, hiding your face and sobbing. It wasn't until you heard a super soft hey to notice that anyone was next to you. You jolted up right and looked to the right then to the left and noticed someone was sitting next to you. Although you couldn't make out who was sitting next to you due to your eyes being blurry from all of the crying. That's when Wally really took in your features and made the connection of who you are. “I know you.” He quietly spoke, trying not to scare you. “Huh?” You replied back. So he tried again a little more confident this time, “ I know who you are. How did you end up here?” He asked. Not looking at the person next to you just yet, you answered back the best you could. “One moment I was digging through my camera bag, next thing I know I'm here in whatever this is.”

You finally turned your head towards the direction where you heard the person voice because you felt their eyes burning holes into the side of your head. You were about to tell them to fuck off until you locked eyes with the person that all the words that were on your tongue died. You rapidly blink and brought your hands up to rub your eyes so you can absolutely be sure what you were seeing was actually there. Once you open your eyes again, they widen and a gasp escaped your lips. “Holy shit” flew out of your mouth faster than your brain could process. “Wally Clark?” You questioned the person who was sitting next to you. This had to be some sick joke, you thought studying the person next to you. This couldn't be the same Wally Clark who you watched die at the Homecoming game the semester before. The Wally Clark that you spent a majority of your photography career from sophomore year up until that unforgettable night during your senior year. “ There's no way. You're not real”. You mumbled back. Wally kind of looked a little bit surprised. He kept his eyes on you about to reply, only to be cut off by you continuing to speak, “If your here does that mean I'm de-...” You quietly tapered off, and sat there for a moment truly processing the word that was about to leave your mouth. It felt foreign on your tongue. Yet you continued, “dead?” You whispered out. An entire wave of new emotion crashed over you and choked back sobs racked through your body. Wally moved himself closer to you and gently pulled you into his side to wrap his arms around you holding you while whimpers and sobs broke through.

It was the night of graduation, the one you've been dreading since you died. Everyone was going to be in attendance, but you weren't too sure if you wanted to go. To see everyone else walk across that stage and get their diploma expect you. That was a stab in the gut, and you weren't too sure if you wanted to witness that. Wally did everything to try and convince you to come to the graduation. To be there to at least see them grant you honorary diplomas is what he overheard from the staff when he was wandering around during school hours. You pretty much gave every excuse in the book to not go that entire week leading up to graduation, until you finally had enough and agreed to go just to get him off your back and seem less suffocating.

Wally was thrumming with excitement at the ceremony. He couldn't believe the turn out of people as well as seeing his parents present. He looked around the upper bleacher area to see if you were here yet. He accidentally showed up 30 minutes early before everything started. Just as it was about to start, you finally made your appearance, and Wally was sure he's never seen anyone more beautiful than he did before. You finally took your seat far away from him and had a board expression on your face. The sounds of the band started, and in comes walking in is the Class of ‘84. The ceremony began and seemed like it went in forever. Once they were about to start calling the names of the graduates, they talked about the unfortunate loss of the class. Wally Clark, of course. The principal sings his praise during his speech about Wally before asking his parents to come up and receive his honorary diploma. He watched his parents speak such great things about him and how honored they are that the school is doing this. Once his parents exited the stage, he was full of excitement and love. He was looking forward to seeing what they would say about you, but that never came. They started calling the names of the class and carried on with the celebration.

He was shocked. He turned to see if you were still there to offer you comfort but failed to notice that you spilled away beforehand. He got up and had to see where you went. It crushed him that the school seemed to forget about you. As he stood up, both Rhonda and Ajay gave him a questioning look. He waved them off and proceeded to slip out of the gym.

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thepowerofyes · 8 months ago

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trying to find farcry fics when you're ace

"Dani Rojas x reader 😍" I want her to adopt and love Diego "John Seed x Deputy😩" I want the knife that Joseph twists deeper and deeper into his mind and heart to get so deep that every motion, noise, and thought is built up of not matter nor complexities but pure agony "Ajay x you💕" I want him to adopt and love Bhadra

#far cry 5 #fc5 #the seed family #john seed #far cry 4 #far cry #ajay ghale #bhadra #fc4 #dani rojas #fem dani rojas #farcry 6 #far cry 6 #ao3 #fanfiction #ah the struggles of being ace #which I discovered recently but it makes a lot of sense

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freaknerd33 · 10 months ago

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hi!! could you please do some of my favorite girlies (lifeline, loba, valkyrie, wattson, and vantage) with an s/o whose love language is words of affirmation??

Hey I’m back! Sorry for the wait. I had a weird month. Shoutout to women <3

The Legends and Words of Affirmation

pairings: lifeline / wattson / vantage x reader

content included: fluff, mentions of loss (for wattson’s part), sweet-as-cookies comfort, gn reader

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Lifeline

༻ I see her love language also being words of affirmation! Giving as well as receiving. In a group, she’s the one who builds up the rest of the team’s esteem with encouraging words and the prowess of her own spirit alone.

༻ Though it’s not always easy keep up, even for someone as bright and uplifting as her. She’s a pillar for most, but still has her own burdens and moments of self-doubt. It would be good to have someone who could comfort her when she’s feeling down. And not just physically, but emotionally, with empathy and understanding.

༻ As much as she loves Octane, he absolutely does not have the interpersonal skills for things like that. So it’s a very good thing she has an s/o who does.

༻ Your words are needed when conflicts with her parents weigh on her most. Times where her self image and individuality feel overpowered by her family name and reputation. She worries if no matter what she does, people will never see her for who she is, or fully trust her to be the golden-hearted provider she is.

༻ “Some people might have their own assumptions about you, but I promise you what you do, and the amount of people you help, always outshines all of that. They don’t know you like me and your friends know you. It’s in people’s nature to judge, but I’m always here to remind you how wonderful you are, Ajay.”

Wattson

༻ For her, I see words of affirmation usually coming in the form of compliments. They make her blush like crazy but she’ll always excitedly return your kind words. Loves to add a big hug with that, and or a cute pun.

༻ “Thank you, my sweetheart. You have a way of… amping my heart, you know? I’m always… ec-static to be around you.”

༻ It’s rare for her to be feeling super down. She already has a huge support system with the other legends, so it’s been a while since she last felt as though any heavy burden was really weighing on her shoulders. But when she does feel that way every once in a while, and the legends can’t help because of how bad she feels, it’s typically when she’s reminiscing on the loss of her father.

༻ She will always miss him more than anything, and wonders if he would’ve been proud of her and her accomplishments. She’s accomplished amazing things, anyone would agree, but it’s hard for her to take it in. Especially because her biggest supporter and inspiration is not physically there to congratulate her.

༻ “Of course he’s proud of you, Nat. Very proud of you, wherever he is. You have such an amazing, innovative mind. How could he not be? He may not be here, but he will always be a part of you.”

Vantage

༻ creature…. /aff

༻ Dear is still learning more social skills by the day. So words of affirmation are especially great at letting her know she’s doing well adjusting to being around other people. While she isn’t adamant on “fitting in” in any particular way, she does want to be able to socialize and learn about other people.

༻ “You did great today!”

༻ “Thank you… dear!” She also occasionally tries her shot at pet names.

༻ Blushes and struggles to hold back a smile when you encourage her along with a kiss on the cheek. She found her body’s natural reaction weird at first (“What did you do to me? My face is burning—”), but has gotten more used to it.

༻ Words of affirmation also help when she’s stressed about her mother’s framing. She’s always worried that she’s not doing enough, or that she might not ever be able to free her mom.

༻ “You’re doing everything you can, Mara. The fight hasn’t ended yet. Your mom ismstrong, you’re strong, and I know you—we— can figure this out.”

༻ Likes to try and give you words of affirmation as well. “Don’t worry about it—” she pauses to think of a pet name, “Honey. You’re awesome! Anyone who says otherwise is probably weak and very easy to kill. Their words are their only defense. All bark and no bite— I think the saying goes.”

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peonyblossom · 1 year ago

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Characters/Ships I'll Write For

for reference :)

Pixelberry

All of Us

Alex x m!MC (Dexter Del Rossi)

Tess x f!MC (Jo Moreno)

Alpha

m!Channing Lowe x m!MC (Kalani Mochizuki)

America's Most Eligible

Carson Stewart x f!MC (Juliet James)

Blades of Light and Shadow

Nia Ellarious x f!human!MC (Iris of Riverbend)

Valax x f!human!MC (Iris of Riverbend)

Mal Volari x Tyril Starfury

Mal Volari x Tyril Starfury x m!elf!MC (Hades Nightbloom)

Bloodbound

Adrian Raines x Gaius Augustine

Dirty Little Secrets

m!Carpenter (Emmett King) x m!MC (Brooklyn Peters)

High School Story

Wes Porter x Ezra Mitchell

Hannah x f!MC (Lola Williams)

Michael Harrison x nb!MC (Jamie Baxter)

Mia Warren x Katherine

Ajay Bhandari x m!MC (Matty Wright)

Hollywood U

Thomas Hunt x f/nb!MC (Jackie Winters)

Hot Couture

Marco Di Vincenzo x f!MC (Analise Moore)

Immortal Desires

m!Cas x m!Gabe x nb!MC (Reese O'Malley)

Lewyn Junius x m!OC (Jude Junius)

It Lives Anthology

Noah Marshall x m!MC (Harry Spear)

Ava Cunningham x f!MC (Raven Adams)

Noah Marshall x Connor Green

Connor Green x m!MC (Jesse Harrison)

Stacy Green x f!MC (Ivy Lovelace)

Noah Marshall x m!MC (Devon Yasuda)

Noah Marshall x f!MC (Bella Potter)

m!MC (Isaak Vance)

Imogen Wescott x f!MC (Fiona Vance)

Tom Sato x m!MC (River Vance)

Danni Asturias x f!MC (Merliah Vance)

f!MC (Bailey Vance)

Tom Sato x f!MC (Pearl Vance)

Abel Flint x nb!MC (Ollie Bridgers)

Lincoln Aquino x nb!MC (Keagan Burke)

Amalia de León x nb!MC (Lottie Hamilton)

Jocelyn Wu x f!MC (Eleanor Wilkins) (slowburn)

Matthias McQuoid x m!OC (Ezra Wilkins)

Jocelyn Wu x nb!MC (Benni Locke) (fwb)

nb!MC (Erin Klein)

Laws of Attraction

Gabe Ricci x Aislinn Tanaka x nb!MC (Sav Zarza)

Murder at Homecoming

Donovan Navarro x nb!MC (Jupiter Stone)

Open Heart

Ethan Ramsey x m!MC (Sydney Valentine)

Ethan Ramsey x Tobias Carrick

Aurora Emery x Sienna Trinh

Queen B

Zoey Wade x f!MC (Quinn Hughes)

Ian Kingsley x f!MC (Quinn Hughes)

Untameable Anthology

m!Kit Jackson x m!MC (Jules Rojas)

Mandy Martinez x Ryder Wilson x m!MC (Barrett Kemp)

Gravity Falls

Stan Pines x Reader

Stan Pines x nb!OC (JD Willows)

Ford Pines x Fiddleford McGucket

Grey's Anatomy/Station 19

Mark Sloan x Jackson Avery x Lexi Grey

Mark Sloan x Jackson Avery

Meredith Grey x Derek Shepherd

Meredith Grey x Andy Herrera

Victoria Hughes x Lucas Ripley

Izzie Stevens x Denny Duquette

Ben Warren x Miranda Bailey

Cristina Yang x Teddy Altman

Maya Bishop x Carina DeLuca

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maskedteaser · 11 months ago

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Hello!! I hope you are having a nice day / night!! I saw that your request was open so I wanted to request an octane x Fem!reader HC — what if octane is dating someone who is the opposite of him, like, reserved and calm, nice and friendly, plus a support legend if you want to make her a legend! In open view they look weird together but in closed doors they match each other energies! Reader laughs loud at his jokes, does weird stunts with him and heals him when he gets hurt doing them. Etc etc

I hope it’s not too weird and take as long as you want!! Thank youuu

"take as long as you want" so i came and took longer than a month... I'm so sorry for that! But I hope you will enjoy that :) I changed the idea a bit...But I hope that's not a bad thing haha....... I will include few headcanons and a short fic :) Not proofread, sorry for any mistakes! warnings: slight mentions of drugs :)

OCTANE X FEM!READER , HEADCANONS + SHORT FIC :)

🛸 HEADCANON LIST:

1. Octane would always make sure that you feel happy. Always trying to think of the best ideas when he's around you. He might not care about safety tho! So make sure that before going out on a date with him you will check if it won't kill you.

Once he actually wanted to go and do DIY bungee jumping off of one of the high bridges and you stopped him last second before disaster. He was actually convinced that his hand-made harness was safe enough to hold his wholy body weight.

He also forgot about what would happen after you both jump...Because...Who would pull you up back on the bridge?

2. First person to know about his feelings towards you was suprisingly not Lifeline (he trusted her but he was 100% sure that she'd try to convince him that it was not a good idea to date you since he could ruin your life with his personality and addictions) so he told that to...Wattson. She was so happy to help him ask you out but it was a big disaster.

3. He barely sleeps but when he's cuddling with you - he always gets sleepy really fast! Give him two minutes of back rubs and he's sleeping like a baby. He also prefers to be a big spoon, he uses you like a big pillow he can hug and that makes him feel warm. [He detaches his legs when he's laying on a couch, but sometimes he forgets about it and sleeps with them on, which leads to a cold metal touching your legs in the middle of the nights]

4. He lives in social media so your relationship would be shown to all of his fans. He'd also make sure that everyone knows that you're taken. Octane might not get jealous easily but he's also not a cheater, he is loyal and he wants you to be loyal as well.

5. Octavio is the best at making surprises. He'd give you lots of gifts no matter if there would be a special occasion or not, he'd love to give you small things like sweet treats, bottles of your favorite drinks, but sometimes he'd just come to you and give you a really expensive figurine of your favorite characters and he'd be like "whoops! I might've spent some money on it...But at least youre happy, right, chica?".

HOLD ME TIGHT, PLEASE

Octavio was known for always being in a rush, running around, stimming, he couldn't sit in one place for long. You were unique, quiet, and you had all the earmarks of being the specific inverse of him. Your first meeting might not have been perfect, well, it was, in fact, a mess because Octane, for the first time in his life, was speechless. Couldn't keep his eyes off of you, not uttering a word, simply seeming to be a weirdo. Ajay had to physically move him away because he started to get overly energetic, playing with his fingers, not being sure what to do. He was just stunned, and you were too embarrassed to even think about it.

Time passed, and with that you and Octane grew closer and closer. When he discovered the fact that you enjoy the same games and activities as him - he almost proposed to you on the spot, but back then you weren't even together yet. The only thing you shared were slight, delicate touches, soft glances and quality time. Hours you spent in his room, having fun, feeling happier than ever. And he felt like for the first time in his whole life - someone understood him. Oh, how could he not love you?

So, with the help from Wattson he was finally able to confess. It was a mess, as I mentioned before, because nothing went as planned, but that only made his heart race faster, and we all know that he loved that. His cheeks were flushed, he was not sure what his body was doing, but when you walked out of your room, all pretty and in best clothes you could find, all the plans, all the things he wanted to say to you were gone. You took over his mind so easily, it was almost scary. If only you knew how much power you had… He'd do anything you asked him to, and more.

⎯⎯⎯⎯ Oh, muñeca, you look…incredible!⎯⎯⎯⎯ He whispered after a moment of silence. He grabbed your hand and pulled harshly, almost making you fall, but you managed to stay on your feet. You didn't know where he was heading, and if he had to be honest - he was also unsure of your destination. The only thing he knew was that Natalie had found this place, and it was supposed to be great. Well, everything was great when it was with you, at least that's what he thought.

Everything was beautiful. The streets he ran across, his laugh, the softness of his skin. Everything glowed on its own. And you smiled, surrounded by that beauty, even though you weren't surrounded by anything special. Everything was beautiful. Not that there was anyone to share it with except Octavio, anyone to tell. Just the beauty that was bright and worth remembering.

And Octavio couldn't wait, he was impatient, so to make sure you wouldn't run away from him, he hugged you tightly. He took off his mask when you didn't look, and then sighed when you wanted to ask what was going on. ⎯⎯⎯⎯ Shh, I just… I don't know how to tell you that, but… You make me the happiest man alive, and… I don't want to loose you if you don't feel the same. Can you please hold me tight so I can at least feel… Your warmth for the last time, if that is the last time we talk? ⎯⎯⎯⎯ That confession was rushed because Octane was not the one to wait and be elegant.

You didn't understand what he tried to say, you actually didn't understand anything because he was speaking so fast. ⎯⎯⎯⎯ So what you're trying to say is… ⎯⎯⎯⎯ you started, but got interrupted once again.

⎯⎯⎯⎯ Hold me. Please. ⎯⎯⎯⎯ he asked, his voice close to breaking. And so you did, your arms around him felt so right, like they belonged there, and the cheap perfume he decided to wear on this special occasion seemed just enough to make you feel safe and good.

⎯⎯⎯⎯ What I tried to say is that… I love you. I can't get enough of you, and I don't know if I can even live without you. I cannot make any promises to you as the world may as well end tomorrow, however, this love is my drug. If I could, I'd spend whole days with you by my side, you know? I hope I don't sound like too much of a psycho, ha? ⎯⎯⎯⎯ He giggled, not letting you go, waiting for a response, and trying to mentally prepare himself for rejection. You could feel that weird feeling in your stomach, and the heart that was bumping so fast that it was almost insane. Shallow breaths and sweat on your palms that you tried to ignore.

⎯⎯⎯⎯ Oh, shut up you stupid man and just kiss me… ⎯⎯⎯⎯ you replied, and then a moment of silence stepped in between you. Octane was ready for dismissal, yet nobody set him up for a cheerful closure, so he was simply remaining there like a robot whose program had quit working.

You looked up and met his eyes, which were shining, happily. And a kiss on the lips that he shared with you was the closest thing to heaven you ever experienced.

THE END. THANK YOU FOR READING :) SIGNED TEASER 🛸🛸🛸

LIKES, COMMENTS AND REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED

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anonymousewrites · 9 months ago

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A Study of the Heart and Brain (Book 4) Chapter Thirteen

Father Figure! Sherlock Holmes x Teen! Reader

Chapter Thirteen: Traitorous Englishwoman

Summary: With most of the pieces of the puzzle, Sherlock and (Y/N) put together the truth of the traitorous Englishwoman.

(Y/N) sat silently beside Sherlock as he called Mycroft. Even if Ajay was dead, if the truth person who betrayed AGRA was alive, the case wasn’t done. Mary had to watch her friend believe she betrayed him and then saw him die before she could tell him the truth. Sherlock and (Y/N) wouldn’t stand for that. They’d bring the true traitor to justice.

And unfortunately for the culprit, (Y/N) and Sherlock were clever.

“The Englishwoman. That’s all he heard,” said Sherlock. “Naturally, he assumed it was Mary.”

“Couldn’t this wait until you get back?” said Mycroft.

“No, it’s not over,” said Sherlock. “Ajay said that they’d been betrayed. The hostage-takers knew AGRA were coming. There was only a voice on the phone. Remember, and a codeword.”

“Ammo, yes, you said,” said Mycroft.

“I was right,” said (Y/N). “The lack of knowing the spelling makes all the difference.”

They narrowed their eyes. As soon as they had evacuated the hotel, (Y/N) had gone to their Mind Palace—Sherlock to his—and they had gone through the tiny bits of knowledge they had in every possible combination until they landed on the truth.

“How is your Latin, brother dear?” said Sherlock.

“My Latin?” said Mycroft.

“Amo, amas, amat,” said (Y/N).

“I love, you love, he loves,” said Mycroft.

“Not ‘ammo’ as in ammunition but ‘amo’ meaning love,” said (Y/N).

“You better be right,” said Mycroft, voice growing somber.

“Even if it’s not her, it’s someone who knows her and everything she does. Everything the British government does,” said (Y/N). They knew that in London, Mycroft was narrowing his eyes. They knew it because they were always right.

A few flights later, (Y/N) and Sherlock were standing behind a one-way mirror watching Mycroft interrogate Lady Smallwood, aka “Love.”

“This is absolutely ridiculous, and you know it,” said Smallwood. “How many more times?”

“Six years ago, you held the brief for foreign operations. Codename: Love,” said Mycroft.

“And you’re basing all of this on a codename?” said Smallwood. “On a whispered voice on a telephone? Come on, Mycroft.”

“You were the conduit for AGRA,” said Mycroft. “Every assignment, every detail, they got from you.”

“It was my job,” said Smallwood.

“Then there was the Tbilisi incident,” said Mycroft. “AGRA went in.”

“Yes,” said Smallwood.

“And they were betrayed,” said Mycroft.

“Not by me,” said Smallwood firmly.

(Y/N) cocked their head. It seemed truthful.

Smallwood sighed. “Mycroft, we’ve known each other a long time. I promise you, I haven’t the foggiest idea what all this is about. You wound up AGRA and all the other freelancers. I haven’t done any of the things you’re accusing me of. Not one. Not. One.”

Mycroft furrowed his brow and looked at the mirror. Sherlock and (Y/N) looked at one another. So it didn’t end at Lady Smallwood. Someone else, someone close enough to her to know everything, had betrayed AGRA.

But who?

(Y/N) and Sherlock went for a long walk, silent except for bringing up the information they had and trying to frame it in new ways to jolt their memories.

“Someone knew the codenames,” said (Y/N). “Someone high up? One of the other people working with Lady Smallwood?”

“Mycroft had no reason to betray anyone. He’d handle getting rid of AGRA in another way if he wished to, anyways,” said Sherlock.

(Y/N) nodded. “And Porlock has as much power as Lady Smallwood, so there was no motivation there.”

“So someone with less influence than her that would want her to be caught if it came to light,” said Sherlock. “Someone willing to wait.”

“So someone older, patient,” said (Y/N).

Sherlock and (Y/N) looked at one another as realization dawned.

“What was it Mary said?” (Y/N) cocked their head. “ ‘You’d be amazed what a receptionist picks up.’ ”

Sherlock narrowed his eyes. “They know everything.”

They took off running back towards Mycroft’s office. There was work to be done.

“Ladies and gentlemen,” said the PA system. “The aquarium will be closing in five minutes. Please make your way to the exit. Thank you.”

Sherlock and (Y/N) walked forward through the tunnels of the aquarium, blue light shimmering around them. They stopped when they found a lone woman sitting on a bench.

“Your office said we’d find you here,” said Sherlock.

“This was always my favorite spot for agents to meet,” said Vivian, staring at the sharks and fish. “We’re like them. Ghostly, living in the shadows.”

“Predatory,” said (Y/N).

“Well, it depends which side you’re on,” said Vivian. “Also, we have to keep moving or we die.”

“Nice location for the final act,” said Sherlock. “Couldn’t have chosen it better myself. But then I never could resist a touch of the dramatic.”

“I just come here to look at the fish,” said Vivian. She stood and walked closer to the tank. “I knew this would happen one day.” She turned. “It’s like that old story.”

“We really are quite busy. Would you mind cutting to the chase?” said Sherlock.

“You’re very sure of yourselves, aren’t you?” said Vivian.

“With good reason,” said Sherlock.

“There once was a merchant in the famous market of Baghdad,” said Vivian.

Sherlock sighed and looked at (Y/N). “I really have never liked this story.”

“I’m just like the merchant in this story,” said Vivian. “I thought I could outrun the inevitable. I’ve always been looking over my shoulder. Always expecting to see the grim figure of—”

“Death.”

“Hi, Mary,” said (Y/N).

“John?” said Sherlock.

“On his way,” said Mary.

“Let me introduce Ammo,” said Sherlock.

“You were Ammo?” said Mary. “You were the person on the phone that time?”

“Using AGRA as her personal assassination unit,” said Sherlock.

“Why did you betray us?” said Mary.

“Why does anyone do anything?” said Vivian.

“Let me guess,” said Sherlock. “Selling secrets?”

“Well, it would be churlish to refuse,” said Vivian. “Worked very well for a few years. I bought a nice cottage in Cornwall on the back of it. But…the ambassador in Tbilisi found out. I thought I’d had it. Then she was taken hostage in that cough.” She chuckled. “I couldn’t believe my luck. That bought me a little time.”

“And then you found out your boss sent AGRA in,” said (Y/N).

“Very handy,” said Vivian. “They were always such reliable killers.”

“What you didn’t know, Mary, was that this one also tipped off the hostage-takers,” said Sherlock.

“Lady Smallwood gave the order, but I sent another one to the terrorists,” said Vivian. “With a nice little clue about her codename should anyone have an inquiring mind. Seemed to do the trick.”

“And you thought your troubles were over,” said Mary, narrowing her eyes.

“I was tired,” said Vivian. “Tired of the mess of it all. I just wanted some peace, some clarity. The hostages were killed. AGRA too. Or so I thought. My secret was safe. But apparently not. Just a little peace. That’s all you wanted too, wasn’t it?” She looked at Mary, who shifted. “A family? A home? Really, I understand. So just let me get out of here, right? Let me walk away.” She grew serious, and her hand went into her purse—where a gun no doubt waited. “I’ll vanish, I’ll go forever. What do you say?”

“After what you did?” Mary lunged.

“Mary, no!” said (Y/N), and, luckily, Mary stopped as Vivian stood with her gun.

“Okay.” Mary put up her hands to show she wasn’t attacking again and backed up.

“I was never a field agent,” said Vivian. “I always thought I’d be rather good.”

“Well, you handled the operation in Tbilisi very well,” said Sherlock, not taking his eyes off the gun.

“Thanks,” said Vivian.

“For a secretary,” said Sherlock.

Vivian’s face fell. “What?”

“Can’t have been easy all those years sitting in the back, keeping your mouth shut when you knew you were clever than most of the people in the room,” said Sherlock.

Vivian’s hand wavered, and her finger pulsed against the trigger of the gun. (Y/N)’s eyes didn’t leave it.

“I didn’t do this out of jealousy,” said Vivian.

“No?” remarked Sherlock. “Same old drudge, day in, day out. Never getting out there where all the excitement was. Just back to your little flat on Wigmore Street.”

“Dad,” said (Y/N) quietly, watching the finger waver.

“They’ve taken up the pavement outside the post office there. The local clay on your shoes is very distinctive,” said Sherlock. “Yes, your little flat.”

“How do you know?” said Vivian, voice trembling with shock and a bit of anger.

“Well, on your salary, it would have to be modest,” said Sherlock. “And you spent all that money on that cottage, didn’t you? And what are you, widowed or divorced? Wedding ring’s at least thirty years old, and you’ve moved it to another finger. That means you’re sentimentally attached to it. But you’re not still married. I favor widowed, given the number of cats you share your life with.”

“Dad/Sherlock,” said (Y/N) and Mary at the same time, but Sherlock was completely in the deduction mode, nothing would get through.

“Two Burmese and a tortoiseshell, judging by the cat hairs on your cardigan,” rambled Sherlock. “A divorcee’s more likely to look for a new partner. A widow to fill the void left by her dead husband.”

“Sherlock, don’t,” said Mary.

“Dad, stop,” said (Y/N).

“Pets do that, or so I’m told,” said Sherlock. “And there’s clearly no one new in your life, otherwise you wouldn’t be spending your Friday nights in an aquarium. That probably accounts for the drink problem, too. The slight tremor in your hand. The red wine stain ghosting your top lip. So, yes. I’d say jealousy was your motive after all.”

Vivian exhaled.

“To prove how good you are,” said Sherlock. “To make up for the inadequacies of your little life.”

Vivian’s eyes darted to the side as Mycroft walked into the room. Lestrade stood behind him, and other policemen were filing in.

“Well, Mrs. Norbury, I must admit, this is unexpected,” said Mycroft.

“Vivian Norbury,” said Sherlock. “You outsmarted them all. All except the Holmses.” He held out his hand. “There’s no way out.”

“So it would seem,” said Vivian. “You see right through me, Mr. Holmes.”

“It’s what I do,” said Sherlock.

“Maybe I can still surprise you,” said Vivian.

(Y/N) grabbed Sherlock’s arm, and a powerful force pushed them and Sherlock aside at the precise moment Vivian pulled the trigger.

Bang!

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alliddewrites · 2 years ago

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could you write any hcs you have for lifeline? she really deserves more content ♡ love your stuff btw.

General Romantic Ajay 'Lifeline' Che Headcanons

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Ajay just wants to be taken care of and appreciated by you. She takes care of so many people all the time, when she's with you, she wants that to be different. She's not asking for much at all! Cook her some food, cuddle with her, take her out on dates, etc.

That doesn't mean she won't reciprocate those actions however. She'll take you to concerts and arrange at home dinner dates with candles and music.

She's one of the best people to go to if you need encouragement of any kind. She always knows what to say to help people!

Very protective over you. You better not do anything dangerous or she'll have your head! (She loves patching you up, she just doesn't like the reason she has to do it, and hates to see you hurt.)

She teaches you some basic medical/first-aid stuff, just in case she's not there to be able to help.

If you happen to know how to play an instrument, she would want you two to make music together. If not, she'll make a song dedicated to you by herself.

Women c:

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phantomstatistician · 5 months ago

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Saturday Status Update

REQUESTS: CLOSED

The wait time for a request is: 56 working days

Upcoming charts (if the sample size is large enough):

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soothinglee · 2 years ago

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intoxicated romance in paris

summary: after taras party, everyone left leaving you drunk and very sleepy, luckily someone came in to check on you on a beautiful night in paris.

warnings: mentions of being sick, drunk-heavy-ish fic.

authors note: sorry i've been gone for a little bit, school started and ive been busy- plus i've had little motivation. but i am back! i have another tao request coming up so hopefully i'll have that done by the weekend. requests are open!ಇ

inspiration: impossible - wasia project | time machine - willow

pairing: tao xu x reader (no pronouns specified. though reader is mentioned to go to higgs.)

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you could honestly kill darcy right now. it’s not like she did anything intentionally illegal but stealing a bottle of vodka and pouring it down each party goers throat; it catered to the massive headache stirring in your head.

everyone had departed to mr. ajays room to take care of her after she felt sick. you lay limp and alone in the hotel room. party streamers and confetti lie around your body like an outline, balloon slowly fall to the ground after hours of stillness and lack of oxygen. there was a soft purple glow of the beautiful paris street lights from below, and you can faintly hear the honking of cars on the road- all going to unique locations.

as much as you tried to roll over to check the time on your phone you find yourself still. fatigue from exhaustion creek in your bones, making the nauseous feeling creeping up push forward. at the sudden sickness you throw yourself forward and try to stabilize yourself on the knitted sheets.

behind the thoughts of trying to keep the sick in you didn't even realize that someone had knocked on the door until that person had turned the handle with a click, the noise echoing throughout the empty room.

"hello hello?" the voice called out, growing nearer. when there was no response they speak again, "hello?"

the only response you could give back was a disgruntled grunt.

"[y/n]?" the boys voice questions, rounding the corner of the entrance way to see you hunched over ontop of the bed. you hadn't known but your hair was sticking up in several places and the crocheted sweater that you wore was hanging off your shoulder on one side. he huffs out a laugh and nears you. "you alright?"

again a grunt.

he lays his phone on the nightstand next to the bed and kneels down next to you, "you look sick, did you drink too much?"

"i'm going to hurt darcy, respectfully." the words come out in broken pieces, but behind the words was a little lighthearted humor. deep down you knew she meant well but oh my god this feeling is gross.

"well don't hurt her too much, she already got sick in mr. farouks' bed. the look on his face could've killed her alone." tao shakes his head at the thought and reaches up to smooth down the back of your head. the feeling of his hand on your hair ignited something warm in you.

you decided it was just because you were drunk.

"did she actually?"

"oh yeah," he laughs lightly and goes to fix your clothes, "she looked like she was going to pee herself, he kicked all of them out."

confusion passes over you, "then where are they?" you were still in their rooms and it's been a good 30 minutes since they last were here.

tao hums and picks at his nails, "they decided to have a sleep over in imogens room, she's only with one other person but her roommate wanted to hangout in her friends room for the night."

you nod and look off but then direct your attention back to him, "wait," you watch as he glances at you then diverts his attention back to his hands, "then why are you here?"

as a reminder, tao jerks up and starts throwing around blankets and items on the other nightstand in a haphazard manner, "oh- yeah, well um- tara had asked me to come back and look for her phone because she needed to text her mom goodnight," he then adds a "yeah." at the end as if he's trying to convince himself of his own words.

while you watch him practically destroy the room your face goes blank with realization, "tao." he hums in acknowledgment but his movements don't cease, "taras' phone isn't in here, she took it with her when she left the party with everyone. and even if you called it it would've rang on this bed," you make your point by slamming a finger into the sheets, "because this is where she was sitting all night."

as if being caught red-handed, tao slowly stands up, the pillow falling from his hands slowly, "oh." was the only thing that came out.

pushing past the fatigue you swing your legs over the edge of the bed so your feet was mere inches from his legs, "so tell me the truth," you huffs out a short breath, "why are you really here? was it to check up on me?" you remark sarcastically. you know it's probably not the truth but hope dances on your tongue tastefully.

quite surprisingly, he nods his head. "i knew you were alone so i figured i'd check in, make sure you didn't spit up on yourself or something." in other words, i cared enough to go out of my way away from the others to make sure you weren't dead.

again, another wave of confusion, "but why?"

tao groans playfully and body flops on the bed, his hair splayed out around his head like a halo, "why are you so coherent, you're supposed to be drunk!"

a slurred giggle escapes you, "oh trust me, i feel just as bad as i look. i just didn't have as much as the other." you pause and hiccup, "can i ask another question?"

"[y/n]-? and i mean this lightheartedly, all you do is ask questions." but he makes a gesture with his hands as if to give the go ahead.

you lean in and whisper, "why are you still here?" a playful smile twitches at your lips. he lifts his head up to look at you, his hair falling in his eyes.

tao rolls his eyes and copy's your position, the beds were close to eachother so the two of you were inches from touching knees. he takes a look at you and you cower a little under his gaze, but not too much. tao goes to speak but stops himself, you lightly kick his leg in encouragement, "because i want to be near you."

that nearly winds you- feeling a little appreciation for being intoxicated because without it as a cover the red huge on your cheeks would be a give away.

you look away from him and towards the balcony, the door open to it let a soft breeze float through the room. you suddenly want to be out there. so without a response towards his comment you reach out your arms towards tao and silently point towards the doors.

he seems a little sad at the conversation change but obliges, "what? you want to go outside?"

you nod feeling a little sicker than before, "wanna see the Eiffel Tower." he nods and takes your hands in his, gently hoisting you up into his arms. his warm body heat makes you feel sleepy, and the over whelming feelings all at once doesn't even let you register that you were holding his hands, let alone in his arms.

slowly but surely he turns you around so your back is to his chest and he carries you on his toes to the balcony. it takes a while because every step he takes you loose your balance and have to regain it.

as you take a step outside a wave of fresh dew air hits you and at the feeling you close your eyes and lean back into tao. he chuckles at the action.

being outside at night, being in paris- an unfamiliar but welcoming presence, being with, no, against tao, especially alone for the first time in the 6 years you've been friends, this could be the best night ever.

the feeling is all too sentimental, whether it's the alcohol doing it's damage or being in the city of love you can't help but sigh and look up at tao with big bright eyes. it takes him a moment because like you too, he was watching the city come alive, and as you make eye contact he smiles with hesitancy, "what?"

it had been clear as day for the longest time but for some reason, right here right now, despite what everyone has been telling you, you had liked him too. it just took you now to figure it out. you lean against him once more and let out a deep sigh,

"i like being near you too."

thanks for readingಇ

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whoopsyeahokay · 11 months ago

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October Sun

Wally Clark x fem!reader

you had a secret. one that you'd been sworn to keep since your first conscious thought. you hadn't planned on making your abilities known, but when devilishly handsome Wally Clark—died October 1983—accidentally reveals that your classmate and friend is among the community of ghosts haunting your high school, you throw caution to the wind. suddenly, you find yourself completely immersed in the mystery of Maddie's death while also at the mercy of a wayward lust connection between yourself and Wally, desperate to keep your head above water as your relationship to the spiritual world is tested.

warnings: eventual smutty smut smut. and mad spoilers. and obvious Canon divergence. very involved, very dense plot.

below is the complete list of chapters of October Sun. you can also find all related content HERE as well as reformatted chapters on AO3.

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PART 1 | PART 2 | PART 3 | PART 4 | PART 5

PART 6 | PART 7 | PART 8 | PART 9 | PART 10

PART 11 | PART 12 | PART 13 | PART 14 | PART 15

PART 16 | PART 17 | PART 18 | PART 19 | PART 20

PART 21 | PART 22 | PART 23 | PART 24 | PART 25

PART 26 | PART 27: SEASON FINALE

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October Moon

Wally Clark x fem!reader

following the events of October Sun, Xavier isn't speaking to you, Simon can see ghosts (all of them), Rhonda's suddenly open to Mr. Martin's guidance, and you and Wally don't know how to make heads or tails of any of it. The Something-Something of Dagda is still out there, you believe, and you're no closer to uncovering who the bad guy really is and where they stashed Maddie's body. if that's even what happened to it since now you know, terrifyingly, that bodies can be stolen and there's a woman still out there who knows how to do it.

warnings: smutty smut smut. and mad spoilers. and obvious Canon divergence. very involved, very dense plot.

below is the complete list of chapters of October Moon. you can also find all related content HERE as well as reformatted chapters on AO3.

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PROLOGUE | PART 1 | PART 2 | PART 3

PART 4 | PART 5 | PART 6 | PART 7 | PART 8

PART 9 | PART 10 | PART 11 | PART 12 | PART 13

PART 14 | PART 15 | PART 16 | PART 17: SEASON FINALE

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October Betweens

Wally Clark x fem!reader | Ajay Khatwani x Mina Volkov | Wally Clark x Dawn Burton | Simon Elroy x Maddie Nears

a collection of scenes that were referenced within October Sun and October Moon, but ended up on the cutting room floor.

warnings: smut lite. (tags to be added as chapters are uploaded)

below is the complete list of chapters of October Betweens. you can also find all related content HERE as well as reformatted chapters on AO3.

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It's Just Biology, Wally | October Sun Canon Images |

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