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Don’t Leave Me Loving You

Hi! firstly, i’m sorry this request took so long because, i was busy with work and... to me this story became personal to me because i went through something like this, but we didn’t end things in a good note, and this was a bit of a trigger for me. but still, it was fun to write it, and since i got the bad ending, i’m giving this the happy ending lmao. happy reading, hope you guys like it!!💙

Type: Fluff/Smut/Angst/ mixed feelings?????

Character: Jackson Wang x Reader (feat. Im Jaebeom)

Words Counted: 6K7+

Story is based on his song, LMLY

questions and request are available / masterlist

It was a chilly Sunday when you were enjoying your evening coffee in your small apartment balcony. You sat there on the chair with a book you’ve been reading by the table beside you. You’ve finished your work, general apartment cleaning, laundry, rearranging your furniture to give your place something new to look at. What a great way to celebrate your productivity with a cup of Iced coffee and a great book right?

The sun was just about to go down, the sky was showing the orange, pruple, lilac beautiful sky as the chilling wind blew across your face. You take in a deep breath as you closed your eyes slowly, letting your body and mind relaxed—but it was interrupted by the sound of your phone ringing beside you. You threy your head back on your chair, letting out a groan and you could feel the little annoyance inside of yourself before you could grab your phone form the table.

Jackson

You could feel your heart jumped when you saw the caller ID before you could press the green button and pressed your phone against your ear.

“Yeah?” You answered, keeping your cool and heartbeat to a normal rate.

“Hey, mind if I swing by at 7?” He shot his question and you.

Usually, you would be taken aback when people shot you a question if they can come over in such a short notice. But this it Jackson Wang—your best friend.

Maybe.

“Uh… I don’t know Jackson, I’m kind of tired today, I’ve been taking care of the apartment since the morning, and I just sat down.” You told him, pushing your hair back, lying to yourself if you think you didn’t want him to come over.

“Well, I just wanted to swing by… I want to see you before I get back to work.” He explained himself.

You leaned back onto your chair, crossing your arms against your chest.

“Well… okay then, do you want me to make you anything?” You asked him.

“No, it’s alright, I just want to be with you right now.” He sighed.

You could feel your heart and expression soften when you heard him by the phone before you could nod yoru head.

“Well, okay then, I’ll be waiting for you.”

“Great! I’ll see you later.” He said before he hung up the phone.

You pulled your phone away to look at the screen, as if to make sure that he actually hung up the line and let out a heavy breath. You placed your phone back on the table, your eyes focused on the city scenery. You covered your face with your hands, suddenly feeling pressured and stress about Jackson coming over.

You’ve been friends with Jackson for the longest time you could even remember. You met him while you were in college before he became the worldwide superstar that the people known today. Even when you were busy with your college assignments and par-time work, while Jackson was busy with his recordings, rehearsals and tight schedule, he would always have time to spend with you. When you graduated from college your parents neither your parents couldn’t make it because of their work, but you were in tears when Jackson showed up with a bouquet of flowers and champagne in hand.

He’s worked so hard and so passionate about music and performances, he’s built his own label from scratch. And you couldn’t be more proud of him for his achievements. He gets more recognition from other people from the other side of the world, and has been invited to various talk shows and variety shows, which is exciting to see. But on the other side of that, he would sometimes feel pressured and stress because of his busy schedule, he would forget to take care of himself. But, he didn’t forget about you, and you would always remind him that you’re always there for him and remind him for the little things he needs to do.

Things took a turn between you two when he invited you to a party that Jinyoung hosted. It wasn’t such a huge and loud party, but it was enough for you to meet a lot of incredible people with a lot of achievements. When there’s party, there’s wine—especially with Jinyoung. When Jackson asked if you wanted to get back, you nodded your head, because you felt you’ve had enough drinks. The drive back to your place was normal, you gushed at how you met some people and didn’t even freak out. He chuckled seeing and knowing that you had a great time. When you arrived at your place, you offered if he wanted to come up and he did so.

When you arrived, you struggled to kick off your heels before you stumbled. Before you could hit the floor, Jackson caught you just in time, and you didn’t even realize how close your face was to him. You still remember the smell of his cologne, you still remember how eyes looked like. Even though it’s dark in the room but you could see his burning, dark gaze upon you.

“(Y/N)…” Jackson brethed, as you felt his hand holding your back.

You swallowed hard, before you could breathe in the amount of alcohol from his lips.

“I’m going to kiss you, if you want me to stop just say it.” He whispered in a low voice.

You swallowed hard before he could leaned in and pressed his lips against yours. You could feel the fireworks in your brain, your body just melts into his arms, and the adrenaline rushing thorough your veins. You were sure drunk, but you were still sober enough to think this through. He pushed your body gently before it hits the wall. When you let out a breath, he caught this as a greenlight to slip his tongue between yours and you tangled your fingers between his hair. His free hand slowly worked up on your thigh, lifting the fabric of your dress before you could slowly lift your leg.

“You’re very drunk aren’t you?” Jackson teased and you shook your head, pressing your lips back to his.

“Sober enough to want you.” You told him.

Jackson raised his eyebrow with a smirk creeping up on his lips.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” He asked you again.

“Don’t make me beg for it, Wang.” You told him, with a challenging tone.

Without wasting another time, he lifted you up from the ground pressing his lips against your neck as you wrapped your arms around his neck. He struggled to open the door to your bedroom but you parted your lips before you could help him opened the door. And once the door was open, you connected your lips back to his, before he could kick it open and walked in. He threw you onto your bed before he could hold himself on your bed, hovering on top of you.

The rest of the night became history. He made you feel such pleasure, you made sounds that felt like honey against his ear and only to make him do you more aggressive. Everything that happened was magical and it was truly alive.

The next morning, you woke up with a headache, and sore legs. When you were about to get up, an arm pulled you back into the bed and you were surprise to see Jackson still beside you with his eyes closed.

“Stay.” He said.

“Jackson…” You breathed. The vision of last night came to your mind, “Did we…”

“What? You regret it?” Jackson asked, in his raspy voice.

He tucked a strand of hair behind your ear before he could move his hand south to your hip, tracing circles. You shook your head.

“No, no, no, I didn’t regret—I was sober.” You told him, which only made you regret you said it.

He lift his eyebrow up with his cheeky smirk.

“Oh? So… was I good?” He said leaning his face.

You could practically feel his breath hitting your face, and his lips just ghosting against yours.

“You were alright….” You whispered against his lips.

“Not what you said last night.” He teased, leaning down onto your neck.

He pressed his lips against your skin, sucking the sweet spot gently as your hands dug into the bedsheet.

“I was surely drunk…” You lied, holding the feeling of pleasure. Holding yourself, as your felt him getting hard against you.

“Yeah… right…” He continued to trail kisses down to your chest, then moved between your breast before he came back up and plant a soft morning kiss to your lips.

“(Y/N)…”

“Yeah?” You breathed, before meeting his dark eyes.

“I’m not sure if I want to be in a relationship just yet…” He told you.

Raising your eyebrows, you placed your hands on his face. “What do you mean?” You asked him.

“I mean… is this a one-time thing? Or…”

“Do you want it to be a one-time thing?” You asked him, feeling yoru heart racing.

He shook his head, “No… I sort of… think that maybe…”

“Friends with benefits?” You finished hi question and he nodded his head.

“I’m fine with that…” You told him.

“Really?” He asked, surprise.

“I’m not looking for something serious just yet… I can have a fling.” You told him.

“So, no strings attach, if one is not in the mood, don’t force it, and if one has find someone, we’d discuss it.” He said and you nodded you head, bitting yoru bottom lip.

“Okay—now, kiss me.” You told him and he waste no time pressing his lips back to yours, making you back alive in the morning.

It’s been going for 3 months and you could feel yourself avoiding him lately. It’s not he’s not good at it—he’s great, he’s amazing. But you started to feel like you’ve developed feelings for him. And you were too scared to find out what would happen if he finds out.

You got back inside since it was starting to rains outside. You brought all of your stuff in before you could lock the balcony door and closed the curtains. You walked towards the kitchen to wash the dirty dishes before you could slouch back on the couch. As you were scrolling through your social media, you heard the doorbell ring.

“Coming!” You drag your steps to open the door. And there he was...

Jackson stood there looking damp because of the rain. He was wearing his white t-shirt (which you could see his perfect 6 through it!!) with his pair of jeans and white sneakers.

“Hey, come in.” You opened the door wider for him to step inside.

You closed the door behind you as you walked back to your room, remembering that Jackson left some shirts at your place.

“Do you need a change of clothes?” You asked him as you opened your wardrobe to dig for his clothes.

You grabbed one of his black t shirt and as you turned your heels, Jackson was already standing in front of you. You jumped, throwing the t-shirt at his direction.

“Jackson! You scared me!” You said, placing your hand at your chest.

He chuckled, removing the t-shirt from his face before he could take a step closer to you. He placed his arm around your waist, pulling your closer, placing his lips gently on yours before moving to the corner of your lips then down to your shoulder.

“Jackson…” Your eyes automatically flutter closed as you felt his lips trailing kisses up and down your shoulder and neck.

“Yeah…” His hot breath hit your skin, only fuming the fire inside you even more. “Get change… you’re wet.” You told him, yoru hand moved to his shoulder, gripping the farbric of his slight, wet t-shirt.

“I can make you wet.” You heard the mischievous in his tone as he spoke and you rolled your eyes, pushing his body slightly.

He held his hand on his chest his face showed the expression of hurt.

“I… am HURT!” He said dramatically before he threw the t-shirt you just handed to him to the bed and took his damp t-shirt off. He threw his damp shirt into the laundry bin and he turned to you before he could turn his head to look over to you followed by a smirk.

“You’ve seen my body before, why are you staring?” He teased and you just shook your head before you could step out from your room and lay yourself on the couch turning the TV on.

Seconds later, Jackson followed you out from the bedroom and lay on top of you.

“Jackson, you’re incredibly annoying today!” You pushed him aside before he volunteered to roll himself behind you and wrapped his arms around you.

“Ugh, you’d still cling to me anyway.” He smiled cheekily, leaning down to plant a kiss on your cheek.

“By the way,” He shifted his position, making himself comfortable.

“What are we watching?”

You both ended up having a Friendsmarathon before eventually you fell asleep in Jackson’s arms. He was still awake because he needed to be back at the studio just before 3 in the morning and he didn’t have the courage to wake you up. He slowly slipped his armaway from you before he stood on the couch and moved away. A small smile appeared on his lips as he was how peaceful you were. He felt his phone buzzed in his pocket, so hi took it out and it was a text from Jaebum.

JAY-B

Where are you? Hurry back

He replied a quick text, telling him that he’s on his way before he shoved his phone back in his pocket. He slipped his arms under you before lifting you up from the couch and carried you to your bedroom. He laid you on the bed and put you under the cover. You shifted your position as your eyes flutter open.

“Hey…” You grumbled.

Jackson kneeled down as you saw his face. “You’re leaving?” You asked him in a sleepy tone.

“Yeah, I didn’t plan to stay either, I have to go back to the studio.” Jackson explained.

“What even time is it?” You asked, leaning up with your arm.

“It’s three in the morning.” He smiled.

Your eyes widen and you rolled your eyes before you fell your head back onto the pillow. “You’re crazy.” You told him.

“I have to go, okay? Jaebum is texting me.” He said as he leaned his face closer to yours.

You pulled your blanket from your face so that he could press his lips with yours. The thing about Jackson was; you know this is a toxic relationship, you could easily get out of it, but you never want it because you’re addicted to him.

“Bye…” He whispered, giving you another quick peck before he left your room, slowly closing the door.

You heard the TV being turned off, and from the gap of your bedroom door, you could see he has turned the lights off in your apartment before you heard the front door being shut. You snuggled yourself into a more comfortable position before you close your eyes and drifted back to sleep.

The next morning you woke up by the sound of your phone ringing on the other side of your bed. With your eyes still closed, you stretched your arms patting the bed before you felt you phone underneath your fingertips. You grabbed your phone, remembering where the green button was, pressing the green button and placed it on your ear.

You moaned.

“You’re still sleeping?” You heard Jackson’s voice on the other side of the line.

You pulled your phone away from your ear to see the time on the top of the screen.

“Jackson—” You moaned his name, as you rolled yourself up on the bed. “It’s 7 AM in the morning, you moved me from the couch at 3 AM, of course I’m still sleeping.” You rubbed your eyes gently with the back of your hand. H

“I’m still at the studio, could you come over to my place?” He asked, followed by the sound of him yawning.

“Right now? You’re kidding right?” You asked, irritated.

“No, just come over tonight, maybe around 7?”He asked and you immediately knew where it was heading.

“I’ll just have to see later, if I don’t have much work today.” You told him.

There was a few sends of silent on the end of the phone, and you waited for him to say something but nothing came.

“Jackson?”

“Uh, yeah, sorry I was dazing… okay, just text me if you could.” He said.

“Okay…”

“Kay, bye.” He then hung up.

You felt sick to the stomach. You felt like now is your last straw, you don’t want to be in this twisted cycle anymore. You wanted to say no, but how could you? You’d be lying to yourself if you didn’t want him. You’d be lying to yourself if you’re saying that this isn’t hurting you as well.

There was no way that you could get back to bed at this point. You groaned to yourself as you got out of your bed, dragging your steps towards the bathroom. You took a quick shower, washed your face, brushed your teeth, and dried your hair. You stepped out and put on your work attire before stepping out from your room to make yourself a cup of coffee and fix yourself a breakfast. Right after breakfast, you went back to your room to get yourself ready for work. You slipped your laptop and paperwork into your work bag before you could walk out from your room. Before you could step out from your bed room you looked at yourself in the mirror one last time giving yourself a small smile.

“What does Jackson see in me?” You asked, turning sideways, looking at the curves of your body.

“Well, he saw the best.” You shrugged, walking out closing the bedroom door behind you before you could grab your car keys and putting your heels, ready for work.

Work didn’t go as smooth as you thought. Your boss kept giving you paper works and even your co-workers were in the blue on where the work was from. You didn’t understand most of the data that was given to you because you didn’t even know where it was from. Your boss kept bursting out from his office, yelling at the other workers without even making sense on what he was talking about before he went back into his office, slamming the door. You swore on your life that the glass window almost cracked. When it was around 7, Jackson kept texting you, asking where you were and you replied to him, telling him that you’re still have tons of work. When it was time to go home, your boss suddenly called you to his office and you did. He apologized for how he acted, but then he told you he’s thinking of promoting you into a higher position before giving you another, tons of paperwork to bring home. You gave him your fake smile before you left his office and left the building.

As you got into your car, you placed your bag and your paperwork on the passenger seat. You leaned back on your seat, letting out a long, deep breath, your eyes flutter closed. You leaned your head to the side and you saw your phone lit up. It was a text from Jackson.

Jackson

Are you done with work?

Do you want me to pick you up?

To: Jackson

Yeah, no need, I brought my own car, I’ll be there in a few

Right after you tossed your phone to the passenger seat, you quickly started your engine and drove right to Jackson’s house. Your office to Jackson’s place wasn’t so long of a drive, because your office was near his place anyway. But it felt like a long drive because you were feeling frustrated. It’s either you’re tired of your relationship with Jackson or because of how your boss acted towards you and your other co-workers.

The tire screeched as you parked your car beside Jackson’s. you shoved your phone into your bag before you slung it over your shoulder and turn your car engine off. You slammed your car door, locking it before you could walk up to the steps of Jackson’s front door. You pressed the doorbell once before there was no answer you knocked your knuckles on the door. The door swung open to reveal Jackson with his confused expression, only wearing a pair of sweatpants with no top on. His toned abs and bulging biceps were just what you need to see right now.

“What?” He asked, a hit of annoyed was in his voice.

You met his brown eyes, and you felt every negative energy just washed over you. You shook your head as you pushed him into his house, kicking the door closed before crashing your lips onto his. He was taken aback and confused, but he gladly welcomed your lips. You wrapped your arms around his neck as you kicked your heels off and he pulled your body closer to him.

“I want to be in your room.” You breathed, as you pulled your lips away from him.

Jackson crooked his eyebrow, looking at you.

“What’s gotten into you?” He asked in a teasing tone, but you just glared with your eyes.

You slipped your hand into his sweatpants, feeling him hard against your hand as you rubbed it.

“Don’t make me turn my heels and walk out that door.” You told him.

“Not in this state.” He said, pulling your hand out of his pants before he could place his hands on your ass. He told you to jump in command and you did. You wrapped your legs around his waist. You reconnect your lips with Jackson as he walked himself up the stairs towards his bedroom.

As he was standing in front of his room, you felt his hands shakes underneath you. He slowly placed you back to the ground, onto your feet before he opens the door and took your hand. He led you inside his room before he could set the lights and turned the fireplace on. He walked back to you, taking your hand pulling you to his bed. He sat on the bed as you draped your legs against his. His hands landed on your neck, feeling the need of his touch on you before he could trail down and took the blazer off of you. He threw it on the floor as you leaned down to connect your lips back to his. You placed your hand on his shoulder as your body slowly grind on him. One of his hand was planted on your ass as the other one was trying to unbutton the blouse you were wearing. He threw the blouse to the floor somewhere before he could wrap his arms around your waist. You felt his warm body pressing against yours as he pulled your body closer to him (even if that’s possible). He laid himself down as you hover on top of him. His hand squeezed your breast, and you fell onto his body as you moaned. He quickly unclasped your bra before throwing it and switched his position. He hovered on top of you before he leaned down. You felt his hot breath hitting your skin, as well as his tongue and lips, moving, leaving trails of wet kissed on your neck and chest.

“Jackson…” You moaned his name, when his lips touched your nipple. Biting it, in a pleasuring way before squeezing it with both of his hands. You looked down to him as he looked up to you. You saw the darkness in his eyes but he continued to move down to kiss your entire body. To your surprise, he wasted, no time to pulling your pants and underwear down and throwing it, to the floor before he could slip his sweatpants down as well. He made you feel comfortable on his bed as he opened his nightstand drawer, pulling out a condom. He tore it open with his teeth before you took it from him.

“Allow me.” You whispered, volunteering to put it on him.

You felt his tip against your palms and he let out a rough moan as you play with him, teasing, putting it on. You felt his tip hitting your core before you could feel it, slip inside of you. You let out a sound as he slowly pushed himself deeper inside of you. You felt him, pulling out not entirely before he aggressively pushed himself back deeply. Jackson’s hips moved started slow at first, and every time he thrust against you, you let out a heavy sigh. Wrapping your arms around his neck, he thrust you even harder as his left wet kisses along your chest and stomach.

“Open your eyes, look at me.” Jackson whispered as his eye level was on yours.

You opened your eyes to meet his dark, brown ones. The fire behind him just made him look even more intimidating than ever. You could see the sweat on his temple and shoulder. His lips plumped, with a little smear of lipstick form your lips.

“Does it feel good.” He asked, between his breath, resting his forehead on yours.

It feels like your sound pitch was gone, and the only thing that can escape your mouth are moans and heavy breathing. You nodded your head in respond before you felt his hips moved faster.

Your hands gripped his forearm, gasping for air as he moved even more faster.

“Jackson… Jackson!” You moaned his name.

He held his whole body wight with one arm as his other hand found your face. He stuck his thumb into our mouth, pulling your plump bottom lip low. His eyes focused and yours.

“God, I fucking love you (Y/N).” He sighed, as he pushed himself deep inside of you by surprise, causing you to arch your back.

You felt him slipping himself out before he you could feel the warm, liquid, spat on your stomach. He fell against the bed beside you as you wipe all his cum away from your stomach with your hand. You felt him tugging your arm before you scooted yourself closer to him. He wrapped his arms around you, giving you a quick kiss on the forehead as you watched his eyes flutter closed

“That was amazing, did something happen at work?”

“Don’t ruin the moment.” You snuggled your face to his neck and he let out a chuckle.

“But I made you feel better right?” He asked with pride and his annoying smirk.

“Like I said, don’t ruin it wang.” You told him again and you can feel the smile creep on his lips.

There was a moment of silent between the two of you. You remembered what he told you before during your sex.

“God, I fucking love you (Y/N).”

You couldn’t help but to feel that little grip of hope, that maybe, he’s starting to feel something towards you.

“Jackson…” You called for his name before he hummed in respond.

“When is this going to end?” You asked him.

He pulled his head away before he turned down to you.

“What do you mean?” He asked and you rolled your eyes.

“I mean this…I mean—don’t you want to have a wonderful relationship? And not just… sex?” You asked him.

“Are you seeing someone?” You asked him and you quickly shook your head.

“I’m not… I just, feel like, somehow this should end, and maybe start a relationship with someone.” You told him.

“You mean us?” He crooked his eyebrow.

“If you want to put it bluntly—yes.” You told him.

“But, I’m comfortable on where we are—what’s the difference anyway (Y/N)? Why are you suddenly asking?” Jackson asked, suddenly getting his whole guards up.

You closed your eyes as you let out a sigh and covered your face with your hands.

It feels like you’re never going to get yourself anywhere with him. You wanted to cry, you wanted to grab your clothes off the floor and leave at this second. But you know you couldn’t.

“I’m sorry…” You apologized, “It’s just a long day at work, I think I’m just overthinking about stuff.” You told him. Removing your hands, your eyes meeting with his.

“I’m sorry.” Your hand reached for his biceps.

“I’m liking where we are… I just don’t see the point in changing something for status and everything.” Jackson pointed out, and you felt what he just said stabbed your heart a million times.

“Let’s just go to sleep, I don’t want to talk about this any further.” He said, turning himself around so that his back was facing you as he lay down. For an hour or so, he eventually fell asleep while you were still wide awake on your back. You looked at the time on the clock that was placed on the night stand at your side. It was 3 in the morning. You looked over to Jackson who hasn’t moved from his position. You slowly moved yourself to his side, to find how calm his face is while he was asleep.

Goodbye Jackson, you said to yourself before leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on his temple. You carefully rolled off from the bed picking your clothes before putting them on slowly. You opened the bedroom door as your face turned to Jackson for a few seconds before turning away and left his room.

It has been 2 weeks since you’ve bolted away from Jackson’s place in the middle of the night. And of course, Jackson has been blowing up your phone with texts and calls. You’ve read his text from notification and you didn’t even bother to call back. Since you knew he was going to be knocking at your door at any point, you booked yourself to stay at a hotel to avoid him (and of course for a little staycation for yourself). The first 3 days, Jackson has been texting and tried to call you nonstop. On day 4, started to give up, only to text your once or twice a day before calling you once. On day 5, you went back to your place and you started to scream and cry on your bed. And you mainly cry yourself to sleep until it was day 7. And the next week, you were trying to heal yourself, and Jackson only text you once on each cay, calling your name or asking you on where you at.

On day 8, you just arrived home from work when you saw a familiar looking figure standing in the main lobby.

“Jaebum?” You called, and the man turned his attention from his phone to you.

“Hey, (Y/N)! I was just around the neighborhood, I thought I’d stopped by.” He smiled, shoving his phone into his pocket.

“Oh, well that’s nice of you.” You smiled, as you noticed the plastic bag he was holding.

“Oh, I also brought over some food, I thought that maybe we could have a meal together—I hope you haven’t eaten anything yet?” He asked nervously and you giggled as you shook your head.

“No, I haven’t but you really didn’t have to you know.” You smiled, and Jaebum just smiled back at you.

“I insist.” He said.

You both went up to your apartment letting Jaebum in as he walked to your kitchen dining table and you opened the curtains to reveal the scenery.

You and Jaebum are quiet close with each other. Other than Jackson, Jaebum was the one you usually talk to, because you both share the same interest.

“So, what did you get?” You asked, taking your blazer off as you walked to the kitchen area, rolling up your sleeves. “Just usual stuff.” He said, taking the containers out from the bag. You took out some glasses and plates from cabinet, arranging the table, before you both could sit and enjoy the meal.

Jaebum asked and how you were doing, and how was work since you both haven’t seen each other for a while. You told him about how you were doing fine and how you’re getting promoted at work, and how btween everything is just stressful. This feels like a casual catching up to you but you felt like there’s something more he wanted to know.

“So how are you with Jackson? Are you both getting along just fine?” Jaebum asked, dropping the bomb on you.

“He told you anything?” You asked him.

“He told me that you’re ignoring him. You’re not replying to any of his texts, nor answering his calls.” He told you, and you placed your spoon on your plate.

“I just couldn’t talk to him for now… I don’t want to see him.” You told him.

“He’s been off for a couple of days, he’s been slacking, and it worries me.” Jaebum told you before he took a sip of his soda. You felt your heart as if it’s being squished, just as if on que, you heard your phone ring from the couch and you quickly got up to get it.

Jackson

You placed it back onto the couch before walking back to the dinning table.

“Work?” Jaebum asked, and you nodded your head.

“Yeah, but I’ll call them back later.” You lied, “He’s making work difficult isn’t he?” You asked Jaebum.

Jaebum quickly shook hi head, not wanting you to make you feel guilty. “No, no, not at all! We just feel like we’re missing something out of Jackson’s energy.” He assured you.

“I don’t need to know, what your problem is with him, but I just want you to talk to him whenever you’re ready.” He told you, “He’s fucked up most of the time, but I know things won’t get better if you’re not going to talk to him.” He said.

You didn’t argue nor even say anything because you know that he’s right.

“He needs you, you know? He can’t really say it, but he’s shows that he needs you.” Jaebum said with a smiled.

You smiled back at Jaebum before you both could continue your meal and continue with the conversation.

“Thanks for stopping by, and thanks for bringing in some food for my stomach.” You smiled at him.

“It was no problem at all, you’re a friend of mine as well, sometimes I get the feeling that you forget that we’re friends too.” He joked and you laughed.

“I promise, we’ll hang out more often.” You told him. He waved his hand to you as he walked towards the elevator and you closed the door to your apartment. You walked towards the couch, dropping your shole wight before you let out a breath. You turned your head, grabbing your phone. You read all the text from Jackson from the week before and there was this long text that you didn’t even noticed.

Jackson

(Y/N), I know I screwed up. Just please, talk to me. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have snapped that night, I realized that you’re all that I need, you’re the only one that I want in life, but I didn’t want anything to change because I was afraid that you will change. Please just talk to me. Text me, call me or anything, come over. I need you here.

The more you scrolled upward the more angry and worry he get. You didn’t blame him, you were gone 3 in the morning, of course he was worried. You got up from your couch to get change into an outfit that’s more comfortable other than pencil skirt and blouse. You wore a pair of sport tights and an oversized hoodie. You grabbed your phone and car keys before slipping on your slippers on and left your apartment.

As you reached Jackson’s place, you could feel yourself coming home to twenty speeding tickets because of how fast you were driving. You felt your heart race as you got onto the front of Jackson’s house. You raised your to press the doorbell, but hesitant. You felt like throwing everything up what you just ate with Jaebum. You felt sick, and sudden dizziness. It’s making you too nervous. As you were about to press the doorbell, the door swung open, to reveal Jackson standing with a pair of t-shirt and sweatpants on. The second your eyes met him, your felt your heart stopped. You felt your eyes burning, tears welling up in your eyes, your lips trembling.

“Jackson I—” Before you could even get your words out, he pulled you into the house shutting the door before he could turn around to face you.

He didn’t say anything and so were you. As tears begin to stream down your face, he got close to you, pulling you into his arms before you started crying on his shoulder.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have left in the middle of night like that, I’m sorry I made you worry, I—”

“(Y/N)… no, don’t—it’s okay, I understand why you wanted to leave too. And I’m sorry I snapped at you like that, I shouldn’t have said that.” He told you, as your wrapped your arms around him neck.

You both stood there, in front of the door, with only the light above you shining down. Jackson tried to calm you down my moving his hand against your back, making you feel secure and assuring you that everything is going to be okay since you’re here with him.

“It was selfish of me to leave you like that.” You told him. You pulled your face away from his shoulder, revealing to him your puffy eyes and red face. He gave you a small smile as he placed his hand on the side of your face.

“You know you look cute when you’re crying right?” He asked, and you just shook your head, a little smile turned on your lips.

He wiped the tears gently with his thumb, before you noticed his eyes. Gleaming.

“I’m sorry, I was wrong saying that to you. I was being so, utterly denial to myself, I didn’t realize what I said was hurting you.”

“I didn’t mean to blurt it out like that, I didn’t—”

“So, you’re telling me, you’re lying that you wanted a relationship with me?” Jackson cuts you in, and you pressed your lips together.

“I know I fucked up by saying that we’re never ever going to work. Maybe because I was just scared something will change between us. I don’t ever want to lose you because you’re all that I need.” He told you, “The actual reason why I never want settle down with anyone was because you’re the only one I want to settle with. And when you left, and you gave me the deadliest silent, I was thinking about how you’re going to be with another man other than me, and I can’t bare myself to imagine it—I can’t even picture it!” He confessed.

“I’m sorry that I realized it too soon to late.” He apologized again, this time dropping his face, looking down to the floor.

You could feel your heart melt by his words, you could feel the tears building up again as you lift his face from the floor to show his face to you.

“Jackson, nothing is too late.” You told him.

“Are you saying I’m getting a chance to make things right?”

“I’m saying, that you’re getting the chance if you want to take it. And, if you’re sure about it..” You told him.

“I want to take it… and I’m sure about it.” He quickly responded to you. “I’ll make sure you won’t regret it. I’ll make sure to give you everything that you ever deserve. I’ll make sure all of it!” He told you.

You giggled through the tears as a smile turned up on his lips. He leaned down pressing his lips against yours, feeling how gentle his lips are, and reminded you just how much you missed his lips locked on yours. He pulled his lips away from you before he could pull you into a tight hug.

“I love you so much, (Y/N), and I’ll make sure you believe in that too.”

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nautiscarader · 3 years

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Nautiscarader’s Wendip Week day 3: Prank War

geez, this one took a while. I apologise, and let’s hope next one will arrive faster

(ao3)

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Someone standing outside of The Mystery Shack might have thought that the living room contained a very predictable lighting bug, or at least that someone inside was broadcasting a rather boring Morse code message using light signals.

In reality, it was just Wendy and Dipper, slouched on the sofa, surfing TV channels, giving each of them at most three seconds to entertain their bored minds. So far, none of them stood up to the challenge.

But as Wendy continued the only physical activity she had the energy for, i.e. pressing one button, something finally caught their attention.

- "What's up everyone? It's your boy, the Prankster Prancer!"

A loud, obnoxious, blonde man in his twenties, wearing spiky, gelled hair rode into the shot on a fake unicorn, face-hugged the camera, filling the wide-angle lens and made both Dipper and Wendy jump in their seats as loud horn noise shook the air around them.

- Wait, I thought this guy was only on the internet! - Wendy raised her brow - Did he escape to the real world?! - Come on, who in the right mind would give him a show? - "So, first of all, thanks to our station, The Cheese Network, for giving me the chance to entertain you guys..."

Dipper and Wendy groaned in collective understanding.

- "...and for giving us some cheese to pay for our last week's prank!"

The screen dimmed and the camera changed to an aerial shot, containing not only fires and flood, but also several military helicopters.

- "So last time we did some EPIC prank during the gender reveal party and we've made a hole in the ozone hole!"

The man made extra effort to extend every vowel in the last word, to an equally obnoxious collection of sound effects.

- Wow. That looks... bad. Even by our standards. - Wendy watched the footage. - Yeah. Good thing this dude stays away from us. - "And now it's time to reveal the next place for our EPIC PRANK!"

The man took a baseball bat and unceremoniously smashed the unicorn doll in half, and stuck his hand in the fake guts, revealing an envelope.

- "And this one is a suggestion from my top commentator on-line, that girl leaves comments under every single one of my videos, so I could not ignore her request".

The envelope was opened, and suddenly, a girl's voice began reading it.

- "Dear Prankster Prancer. I love your videos, and how creative your calamity can be..." - Wait a minute - Dipper sat up, as his eyes widened in horror - Is that- - "My name is Mabel Pines, and I am staying in a small town called Gravity Falls, in Oregon...".

Dipper and Wendy looked at each other and understood each other at once.

- Barricade the doors!

But it was too late. As Dipper ran towards the lobby, the door were smashed to the ground, seemingly under the power of the air horns, and flooded the Shack with lights. The same blonde man walked inside, as if he owned the place, leading with him Mabel Pines.

- What's up birches? Is that how you call people living in the middle of a forest? - he shoved his face to the camera again. - More like, in the middle of nowhere! - Mabel added, high-five'ing him - Thankfully, me and my Prankster Protégé are gonna rock this place! - he shouted.

Dipper Pines stood up and cleaned himself from the dust and debris, watching as the two rock their heads to some aggressive tune.

- Hold on a minute! Mabel, why did you invite him here? If anything, there's too much going around in here! - Ugh, this is my little brother, Dipper. - Mabel rolled her eyes - I'm-I'm not little! - Dipper stomped in place - We're twins!

Somewhere behind him, Wendy snickered.

- What, you just look adorable when you're angry.

Dipper turned back and stormed towards his sister.

- Mabel, do you have amnesia or something? Gravity Falls is full of amazing things! We've been on treasure hunts, found all sorts of monsters in every lake, glade and a cave... You wanted to date a zombie on out first day here! - Yeah, sure, kid, as if I could just walk into a forest and find a dead body... - the Prankster took a sip of soda, looking somewhat nervously. - Mabel, we've seen living dinosaurs here! - Yeah, like I can see one now!

The Prankster pointed to the kitchen and very confused Grunkle Stan in his pajamas.

- What in the DMV is going on here? - Check this out, a living fossil!

The Prankster jumped towards Grunkle Stan and unceremoniously took a selfie with him.

- Oh no, my eyes! The light is coming towards me instead of the other way around!

Stan cried when flash of light blinded him, and with a sleigh of hand, the blonde man undid his belt, causing Stan to nearly trip and fall, if it wasn't for Wendy.

- Hey, you! You're not a prankster, you're a jerk!

At the sound of those words, the man stopped laughing and turned his attention, as well as cameras, towards Wendy.

- What's that? We've got ourselves a HATER!

An air horn was about to blow her hat off, but Wendy swiftly grabbed it and twisted it.

- Yeah, that's what I've said, you're a jerk. I like pranking people, but not to hurt them. - And watchu gonna do, leave a mean comment? - No, we're gonna prank you. - Wendy reached and brought Dipper towards her. - Cos we've done some pranking together ourselves! - Like what? - Like... when we've made our friend think his inflatable tube could talk!

The Prankster shot them with a dead stare.

- You know what, I don't even have time to play the "wah-wah" soundbite. But if you want to lose, your call. Tomorrow, we're gonna get an EPIC PRANK-OFF!

And he shot a pose in front of the camera.

- Right, now tell me where's someplace to eat. And they better have unlimited refills. - Lazy Susan is neat. And there's water tower nearby...

And with that, he and Mabel walked off, leaving the small destruction behind them.

- Wendy! - Dipper turned at once towards her - Are you crazy? He has entire film crew! And money! And very little empathy! He's gonna plough through us! - Chill out, man, we're gonna trick him, one way or another.

And she gently smacked the edge of his hat.

- Er, I know you guys like to babble all the time, but I still can't get up. - Grunkle Stan grumbled from the floor.

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The next day, Wendy woke up at the break of dawn with unbridled optimism. Dipper less so, and he was a bit nervous when Wendy gathered him and her crew in the small lumberjack shack in the woods to explain the plan of action.

- So, any questions? - she asked

At the same time, every teenager in the small room raised hands.

- So, how does exactly the can of whipped cream is supposed to work with the rake? - Tambry asked - And what do we have to do with the rat-shaped balloons? - Thompson asked shyly. - And can't we just... punch him? - Robbie suggested, mimicking the action. - Ugh, you guys!

Wendy groaned and hid her face in her hands. hearing the murmurs of doubt across the room, Dipper quickly stood up and continued.

- Guys, this jerk is giving us, pranksters, a bad name! We gotta prank him in a way that shows we are better... Because we can do better!

He watched as faces of the older teenagers brighten with his speech. Several of them even smiled.

- Plus he could, like, sue us for millions of dollars, so we gotta stay clean.

With newly gained optimism, the gang rushed to Thompson's van and readied themselves for the prank.

- Thanks, man, for giving me a hand. - Wendy suddenly patted Dipper's back. - Oh, no-no problem. - Dipper spoke, wondering if she noticed his blush.

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- Alright, we're all in places.

Wendy spoke to her phone, and observed the places, leaning from behind the wall. Her eyes moved from Robbie, hidden in the abandoned ice-cream stall, to Thompson, on top of a tree, to Tambry, pretending to read a large newspaper, and finally, to Dipper, holding a bag of provisions.

- We-Wendy, I'm not sure if this is gonna work. - Now!

She commanded, as Prankster walked nonchalantly out of the store. He thre away the half-eaten sandwich he just bought and was about to walk into the string that would have activate the whipped cream... if he didn't make a sudden jump.

He then threw something into the stall.

- Oh, crap, it's a grenade!

Robbie stormed out, tripping on the same wire he helped setting up, which resulted in his black hair covered in white goo and sprinkles.

Tambry was supposed attack next, but Prankester was already next to her. He took a bucket of soapy water and dumped it over her, destroying her diguise that covered her pruple hair.

For Thompson, he didn't even have to do much - he threw a mouse toy into the air, and listened how the boy tumbles down, shrieking.

And finally, he took something big and colourful out of his backpack and tossed it onto the street, watching as Dipper and Wendy rush towards it.

- Limited edition Giraffeoala!

They realised the two were after it when it was too late. Their heads collided with each other, just as the elusive plushie was yanked from their hands, back into his bag.

- Seriously, guys? You wanted to outsmart me? There like five of you and you couldn't do it. - Ha! That was a good one! - Mabel emerged from behind his back and did another high-five. - But I couldn't do it without you. - he pointed at her. - Me? But I didn't do anything... - Of course you did.

The Prankster lowered his sunglasses.

- Last evening at that stupid bar. You told me you were friends with everyone here. You told me how one of them likes gloomy, dark places. Like another one is afraid of mice. Like another one never looks away from her phone...

Mabel's ecstatic, radiant smile faded with each word the Prankster spoke, and her eyes, widened from excitation began to fill with tears.

- And, well, you told me what these two dorks are obsessed about... amongst other things. - Mabel! - Wendy and Dipper cried at the same time. - But-But I didn't... - Aw, really? You feel sad for them? LAME. - he pushed her aside and waved for his crew that followed him anyway.

For quite a while, all the small town could hear was Mabel Pines sobbing, until someone closed his arms around her.

- There, there, sis. - Dipper spoke quietly. - I guess you see why were so angry now. - I-I didn't know he would...

Dipper hugged her, letting her cry as much as she wants into his vest.

- It's not your fault, Mabel. - Wendy added, taking a knee and gently patting her. - But-But it is! - Well... Kinda... - Robbie added, and received a cold, piercing stare from Wendy. - Jerks like that like to... use people. And they know that the best ones are those, who are most trusting and kind.

Mabel's sniffing stopped, as Wendy continued.

- But you know what? - Dipper spoke suddenly - I think I got an idea...

He let go of his sister rushed to the Prankster, sitting on one of the toy unicorns, tossing quarter after quarter, while two children in queue began to tear up.

- Hey, you! - Ugh, you again, twerp. What, want me to reveal more secrets about you and your stupid hobbies? Or, like, who is your biggest crush after a toy plushie from the 90s?

Dipper's face reddened, but he remained unperturbed.

- We're not done yet. Tomorrow we're gonna prank you for good. Double or nothing! - Ugh, sure, fine. - the Prankster didn't even look at him - It's not like I can do anything until my lawyers clean up the whole "gender reveal party" fiasco. Like, who cares if the whole state is now inhabitable for life?

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By the next morning, the battleground was set. Cameras and tons of equipment surrounded the small grassy meadow in front of the Mystery Shack, where Dipper and Wendy were sitting in their chairs with their arms crossed, both wearing much more confident smiles. And the fact that Mabel was with them added them extra layer of morale.

When the clock struck 12, a mighty roar shook the place, as monster truck drove from behind the tree line, smoking and setting nearby branches on fire. The Prankster Prancer jumped out of it, and, drowned in the flashes of cameras, walked into his place.

- So, are you twerps ready for the FINAL PRANK OF YOUR LIFE? - he roared into the microphone, rolling his tongue back and forth as if he was about to eat it. - Nah, we're not gonna prank you. - Wendy shrugged - But someone else will.

The newly reinstalled door to the Mystery Shack opened, and a new figure appeared. An elderly woman walked out, being led by Grunkle Stan that gallantly helped her, for once not sneaking his hand into her purse.

And when she looked up from behind her glasses, the confident smile on Prancer's face disappeared at once.

- Grandma?! What-What are you doing here?! - Oh, don't you know? - Grunkle Stan rushed with explanation - We, old folks, all know each other. And I simply couldn't let her miss her grandson's grand day! - I'm so glad I can see you, Archibald!

The elderly lady used her cane to hook him by his neck and brought him into his arms, despite his best efforts to avoid any interactions.

- G-Grandma, don't- don't call me that! - Why not? - she continued, seemingly ignoring her grandson efforts to escape her tight hug. - I am your grandma, and I will call you by your full name, Archibald Roderick Sebastian Eugene!

Somewhere behind them, Dipper, Wendy and Mabel were having the time of their life, trying to hide their laughter.

- So, wait, his initials literally make him an... - Grandma! Make them stop! They-they are laughing at me! - Nonsense! Those young folks told me all your fans would love to see me talk about you. So I've send them some photos via the eclectic mail!

The blonde man looked to the side at Wendy and Dipper's faces. Their wide smiles told him everything, and in the act of ultimate desperation, he gently shook his head, silently mouthing his plea. He then looked at Mabel's, but hers was filled with spite.

In response, Mabel simply pressed a button.

The enormous screen behind them lit up, showing an adorable newborn blonde boy in diaper, giggling at the baby rattle.

Several more followed, showing his equally naked body in progressively embarrassing positions.

The screen changed, and the same boy was now three-years old, wearing a strict haircut as well as a bowtie. And the worst part was, he looked happy.

The Prankster Prancer fell to his knees, as tears began rolling from his eyes, which his grandma quickly dried with her handkerchief.

- Oh, yes, I do tear up a little at this one too. Oh, but the next one makes me so proud!

Prancer's eyes widen, if possibly even more, and throwing away all the pretence, he rushed to Wendy and Dipper and began begging them for mercy. But it was for nothing. He knew they have seen the photo already.

And with another press of a button, a seven-year old Prancer was shown, wearing a blue cardigan, sitting in an armchair with a big book in his hands, smiling at the camera, proudly showing his braces.

The scanned photo displayed a title, written in crayon over it.

"I love school!"

Flocks of birds flew into the air from the nearby trees in response to the shriek that reverberated the air, full of remorse, despair, and unmistakably, defeat.

- Nooooo!

The Prancer hit the ground with his fists, for which he was quickly reprimanded by his grandma ("You're going to make them dirty!"), while Wendy and Dipper high-fived each other, before giving Mabel a warm hug.

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- So I guess that will teach him? - Dipper asked Wendy as the two lay on the sofa, flicking through the channels again. - Pfh. I wish it did. - Wendy reached for her phone and showed Dipper a familiar blonde man waving his arms uncontrollably. - "What's up Prankster Pros? It's ya boy, and I've got this sweet book deal full of my MOST EMBARASSING photos! Look at that baby bottom! Only for $99.99..." - Geez, I guess they never learn. - Nope. But at least he's not here...

For a while the room dimmed every few seconds, as Wendy searched for anything interesting, but something else was on Dipper's mind.

- So... about those Cuddle Buddies...

The remote fell out of Wendy's hand.

- Uh, yeah, so, I just...

She shied away and mumbled her answer, until she saw a polite smile on Dipper's face.

- So, like, remember ever since you wanted to win that Duck Panda for me? I... kinda got into them, you know. Not like, obsessively collecting them, but... you know. - Yeah, I do. For cuddling.

The two looked at each other and exchanged the same, warm smiles.

- So which generation you like the most? - Well, gen 2 obviously - she rolled her eyes - What? Five is the best. - The best as sucking, perhaps. - Come on, they had changed the lead designer and everything, but they're still Cuddle Buddies...

For quite a while, the channel stayed on, as neither of them bother to change it. And when the night fell on, Wendy and Dipper realised that they might have discovered something new to talk about.

#nautiscaraderfics #wendipweek #wendip week #wendip #wendy corduroy #dipper pines #gravity falls #prank war

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aw-eather · 4 years

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Heather Watches SG1: s2ep22 Out of Mind and s3ep01 Into the Fire

Ah two of my all time favourites. Maybe even THE favourites. They’re just SO good. Also my shipper heart cannot take it but we love torturing ourselves here so lets go.

I’m gonna try and do enough that y’all get at least one post a day and scheduel them to go up periodically :)

This go very long so I hope it posts properly.

Ooooh mysterious tank

I mean honestly this was suspicious from the get go

Don’t trust this guy

JACK

YOU’RE ALL WET JACK

Is he?

Are they dead tho? Are you sure? Cause that sounds fake...

You see, the year is now.............. 2077

CREDITS

Teal’c looks all big and scary but really he’s a precious boy

End credits

TERYL ROTHERY

honestly that device looks very Star Trek

Missed opportunity to make a 69 joke

Girl he has been asleep for 79 years he probably remembers shit all

Good boy, answer nothing. Don‘t trust the random men that woke you up

thats not sarcasm, I don’t trust them either

“the rest of the facility” riiiiiight

Wizard of Oz reference

38 teams is a lot of teams

MMMMMMMM sounds FAKE

DON’T TRUST HIM JACK

General whats his face just dropped something on the ground

STARGATE

Jack is handsome

Me: I’m gay

Jack O’Neill: Yeah sure ya bethcha

Are ya just? What makes ya think Jack can help? he’s been asleep for 79 years

Tok’ra mind probe

Benefical alliance my ass, what did they ever really do for the Tau’ri??

Except promise to send a ship when they “had one available”

So thinking of Sam right now would be BAD Jack.

NOX

I LOVE THE NOX

WHAT CUTIES

look at them, they’re so sweet

Jack stop thinking and showing them shit

Could be a great weapon but the Nox are peaceful and beautiful and I love them

LITTLE GREY ALIENS WITH THE LITTLE GREY BUTTS

Thats a big ship

This is the only “look at all the shit we’ve managed to do so far” episode that is actually any good

Why don’t we meet the Furlings?

I wanna meet them

They sound fluffy

I love the baby asgards look at ‘em so cuuuuute

Kathrine! You’re great girly

“Touch it” *Jack touches it without knowing what it does, could die*

Jack waving his gun to touch the molecules seems like a bad idea

Yeah let him rest stop bullying him

purple goop

stop the pruple goop Jack

purple goop is never a good thing

Oh look... ANOTHER tank

DANNY BOY

Please cover your nipples

I don’t wanna see your man nipples

A third tank... funny that

SSSSAAAAAAMMMMMM

Funny how none of them are ACTUALLY dead

LIES WE’VE JUST SEEM THEM

Get these people some clothes

leaving her wrapped in a blanket is rude

Blanket looks like a mat tbh

BRATAC

SKARRA

Daniels hair is so bad in this episode I’m not sorry its HORRIBLE

He has a SHIELD Jack

FUCK YEAH JACK THROW THAT KNIFE YAS

HATHOR

I love Hathor hosts

She’s great honestly

Sam and janet and the girls kicking ass is the best

RIP Hathor

No seriously Daniel’s hair is BAD

Teal’c

JANET

ah yes, unusual

Teal’c is so passionate and caring about his friends I love him so much

THREE FUCKING WEEKS?!?!?!?!

janet is such an angel you can’t convince me otherwise

Are they tho?

Yeah he would but Teal’c with do anything for his F A M I L Y

Well he will leave

Aw Teal’c I love you with my entire heart

That zoom in on the patch is nice

YES JACK STOP THE GOOP

Nice kick!

BYE TEAL’C I LOVE YOU

AWW THIS EXCHANGE IS SO NICE

AW THE SALUTE BABE NO THAT HURTS MY HEART ITS SO SWEET

#SorryNotSorry but Jack looks so fucking good in this outfit

Like... he looks sooooo good

God I am questioning my sexuality left right and centre today

But seriously can he dress like that more often?

Go get ya girl, Jack!

Oh look... not the SGC

WHO WOULD HAVE EVER GUESSED

Serpant and Horus guards! :O

STOP THINKING BABE

THEY GONNA FIND YOOOOOU

SAAAAAAAAAM

BEAT THIS GUYS ASS AND SAVE. YOUR. GIRL

O U C H THAT WOULD FUCKING HURT

SHOULDER TOUCHING

SHOULDER RUBBING

SHOULDER TOUCHING

SHE IS TOUCHING HIM

I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD FOLLOWED BY A MEMORY OF HIM NEARLY DYING

SHE’S STILL HOLDING HIS SHOULDER

STARING AT HER NAKED BACK

TRYING NOT TO STARE AT HER NAKED BACK

HE IS SO IN TROUBLE

HE FANCIES HER SO MUCH

I MEAN SAME

she also looks good but like he looks better???

GRABBING

WALL HOLDING

HANDS TOUCHING SHOULDERS

PINKY CURLED IN SO HE DOESN’T TOUCH BARE SKIN

COULD HAVE MOVED BUT ISN’T MOVING

THEY WANNA HOLD EACH OTHER

DEAR GOD

sorry I’ll stop with the caps

I just physically cannot with those two

i love them so much

and i hate how they were treatd

Hathor you idiot,

SUANNE

LOL Jack

Servants in the royal court? Yeah sounds great

Rude Jack

lol the pat on the shoulder Jack you dick

uuuuuuhhhhh didn’t notice before how HOT IT IS WHEN HATHOR RUNS THE IDC REMOTE UNDER SAMS CHIN AND THE LOOK SAM GIVES HER I-

ACK SNAKE

I hate them the same way Jack does tbh

they make me squirm

Give it to Daniel. Why is Daniel the only one that never has a snake in him... wait...

sorry but I just wanna talk with the national captions institute...

Alright! On to Into the Fire!

DAVIS

MAJOR DAVIS I LOVE YOU

MY FAVOURITE

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH EVEN IF THINGS DO FALL TO SHIT WHENEVER YOU’RE THERE

Dramatic zooooom on Hathors name for E M P H A S I S

CREDITS

I love how Hammond is like EVERYONE is saving SG1

How DARE you, Daivs. They are THE team, rude!

I love that everyone steps forward because everyone loves SG1 but also everyone knows you don’t leave anyone else behind.

I love Hammond

MARTIN WOOD :O

He is a great director

Ew snake

Jack still looks fucking good

Jack now is not the time for sass

Give it to Daniel. No one cares

Sam is like “I’m not scared bitch bring it”

Of course it wants Jack

Poor Jack

Why is it always him??

You tried, buddy

Sam’s hand on his CHEST PLEASE JUST GET MARRIED

TEAL’C

BRATAC

Sam literally hates watching Jack in any pain

Poor Jack

Hathor fuck off

What exactly was the point of ripping his shirt? It makes no difference to the snake going in the back of HIS HEAD

oh gross

i hate it

I hate it so much

ugh the chills I currently have

Suanne Baun is super pretty though

YAS TOK’RA LADY

WE RESPECT AND LOVE YOU

Another Wizard of Oz reference

Sorry Daniel looks so bad

its the hair honestly, the little dorky fringe

Sam’s hair, on the other hand *chefs kiss*

Yeah but he’ll be fine, Tok’ra lady saved the day <3

YAS GIRL

NOOO Poor Tok’ra lady

Sorry fam, I forgot her name lol

Sam pulling that jacket on, Sam in a jacket thats a little too big for her , Sam in a white shirt.. Sam

Yeah they are Teal’c.

Dead and false and dead... or is he???

Hand dance

Energy barrier is in the way, boys continue to shoot

oh no shooting towers of death are never a good sign

And of course Daniel got hurt so we have to baby him for the rest of the fucking episode jfc just sit him down somewhere and Sam and the rest of the teams can do the hard work... again

Cool Tok’ra tunnels are Cool

Lol Daniel being sassy (oh its just a deep, bleeding gash, it’ll be fine) lol sorry he is funny when he’s sassy

I’m sick of your army already, Hathor

OOOOH a barrier

Hammond is awaiting

Why do they give them such short time periods to do shit? Like they know things go wrong literally ALL THE TIME

Like “hi you have 24 hours to go into a SECURE, GOA’ULD FACILITY, RETRIEVE THREE SG MEMBERS AND GET OUT. PIECE.OF.CAKE”

6 hours is a long time to sit on your hands and do nothing tho. Ah well might as well go and save the boyfriend

The president can suck a rotten potatoe

Davis, you can’t really argue with him, he outranks you about 4 times

Sam’s sleeves are too long and baggy and its SO CUTE

GO SAM

SAVE THE DAY

BUT SAVE YOUR BOYFRIEND FIRST

Hammond visiting Chulak

because he’s an angel baby

and the best dad ever to his four kids; Major Dr Science Space Baby, Sassy Grumpy Fruit Loop and Sam Carter Loving Space Baby, Warrior Gentle Giant Space Baby and Annoying, Doesn’t know shit, Archaeologist Space Baby.

Yas Teal’c, spill that tea

I will join you, bb

Hammond in a toga will also join you cause he a babe

and he needs your help cause Davis said No.

HAMMOND OF TEXAS IS MY FAVOURITE THING EVER I LOVE IT

Sam: I’m gonna go and shut this shield down

Sam: but not until I have tried to save my Future Husband.

Poor Tok’ra lady

Hand on chest again

Fucking Hathor man

Go away boo, you’re ruining the moment

Stop hurting Sam

YAS JACK FUCK YES I LOVE THAT

I love his response to it too

Like the shock and fear

This hug goes on a long time

I know he’s cold or whatever but like...

and I know he’s in shock and so is she a bit

he’s doing it for her as much as him

but they’re STILL hugging

They literally never do this again

Its so sweet because after this its just... nothing? Like POV happens and then Upgrade and Divide and Conquer and they go ah fuck we can’t hug anymore so all we get is platonic shoulder holding and using shoulders as pillows. The closes we get to a hug is Death Knell and emotional trauma Threads. I want a REAL hug

And he holds her arms for ages and helps her up

Wow they’re so fucking in love this hurts

“Found ‘em” Jack stop so cute

C4! Who’d have thought it

Ah shit they’re surrounded

He still looks good

They BOTH look good

They make a great couple

Nope, not really but its what ya got so you’re gonna have to deal with it

This general guy is a bit of a dick

Thats right Sam, don’t listen. Good job, Danny boy.

Only 1? Thats not a lot of time

Get out there, Jack! Buy that time

Gun Bum! (if you know Sanctuary, you’ll get it)

He’s really not doing a great job of pretending to be a Goa’uld

Its really not impossible

ex-goddess lol

“She’s Gone. She is no more.” I’m honestly shocked people didn’t shoot him more often

I love him tho

Thank god, thats good timing

Hammond is IN. HIS. ELEMENT

There is no way she heard hiom say now but she still knew. I love them. I love how well they know each other and they’ve only known each other a little over two years

Time to KICK SOME ASS

JAFFA YAS

ooh coming in from behind, sneaky

YEEHAW

OH HAMMOND YOU PRECIOUS BABY

Sam going straight to Jack and it looks like she goes to put her arm around him.

I hate them ffs

Bra’tac and Human fuck me thats so cute

Sam’s smile when they see Teal’c and Hammond is Gorgeous

and Hammond patting her on the back! stop! I love Space Dad and his idiot Space babies.

Final Thoughts:

Seriously guys this is my favourite Final and First eps of a season.

100% one of my favourite two parters, if not my all time favourite two parter

Great direction, good story, excellent bad guys, good acting, just enough suspense with out being too drawn out, something for everyone, comes of the back of a fun as fuck episode (1969), Hammond has a big part, Davis is there, lots of cute Sam/Jack and of course, Daniel’s Elf Hair.

Also the Tok’ra are actually useful in this one which is SHOCKING

Lemme know your thoghts friends, I’m excited to hear them!

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feathersnow · 5 years

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His Daughter.

Summary : A Lance centric fic. Lance meets up with his daughter from the future and wonders who her mother is, or who he had fallen in love with. Time Travel AU.

Special thanks to @plancinginthemoonlight for beta-ing!

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It was a warm sunny evening. The seagulls were chirping and and the waves were crashing onto the sand. The yellow fire ball was sinking into the horizon and the sea reflected its orange glow. It’s golden rays painted the skies with shades of orange, pink and red.

Walking barefoot, Lance drank in the beautiful scenery.

It was good to be home.

He thought he was alone, but he saw a girl about his age wandering aimlessly around. She had long hair tied into a ponytail and wasn’t wearing a swimsuit or beach attire, ,much to Lance’s disappointment, but was still very pretty.

“Hey there, beautiful,” he said, flashing his dashing smile “Are you lost?”

His voice caught her attention. She looked up and her face lit up “Hi dad,”

“So what’s your-“ he stopped. Wait. What?

The red Paladin shook his head. “I-I’m sorry, you called me dad?”

The girl nodded. “You’re Lance McClain,” she tilted her head in confusion.

“Wait, how old are you?”

“What makes you think I’m your dad?” he spluttered. “You must’ve gotten the wrong guy. I’m only eighteen,”

This is the moment where his blood runs cold and shivers come up his spine and warning bells go off. Yes, he did flirt with many females, but haven’t slept with them, had he? Oh God. He clutched his head.

He heard her shriek softly and slapped her forehead “Quiznak, I went too far back into the past,”

He looked up. “The past? Wait, are you from the future?”

“Great, the cat is out of the bag,” she mumbled to herself. “What to do? What to do?”

She looked like she was going to take off and run, but Lance quickly mad a grab for her wrist.

“Hold up, hold up,” he said. “If you say you’re from the future, how do you know I’m your dad?”

“Well..,”she said “in my time, they say I resemble a lot like the Red Paladin of Voltron. So I came to check if it’s true,”

Lance’s eyes darted up and down her whole body. She was not wrong. With the same hair, and skin colour, she does have a striking resemblance of him or close to the McClain family. The only difference was her long hair tied up in a ponytail and her eye colour.

“Plus, they do say you are a ladies guy,” she added. “You did pick me up quite fast,”

Lance snorted,“Well, sorry I didn’t know I was trying to flirt with my daughter from the future. How old are you?”

“Sixteen,”

“You came here to look for me?”

“Yup.”

“How did you get here?”

She held up her wrist he was holing “Time travel watch.”

“Why were you looking for me?” he asked releasing her. “Why are you travelling back in time?”

“Just to learn about the legendary Paladins of Voltron and how they brought peace to the universe, how you were doing in your younger days, and also to know whether you are dating mom,”

Lance blinked. “Your mom?” he echoed.

“Yup! Are you dating her yet?”

“Well…,” he rubbed the back of his neck “I’m kinda dating Allura..”

The girls’ face lit up “The princess?” she gasped clasping her hands together. “I had heard amazing things about her! What is she like?”

Lance was taken by surprise as the young girl suddenly closed their distance between them.

And Lance wondered if she could be their daughter. Allura did have cocoa skin like him. But this girl didn’t have altean marks on her cheeks or the pointy ears…

Her ears caught his attention. Her pruple crystal earrings dangled from her ears and gleamed in the sun.

The earrings that looked just like Allura’s.

Suddenly, there was a yell and both of them turned around towards the voice. Lance recognized the human figure was Pidge who was walking towards them.

The futuristic girl gasped and took a step back. “I should go. No one else should know who I am or it’ll mess up the future. Well, it has already mesed up yours,” she said. To his surprise, she flung her arms around him. “It’s good to see you well and enjoying life. I hope you’ll be able to find me in your future. See you!”

“Wait,” he said, grabbing her arm “What is your name?”

She smiled “I can’t say that. It’ll ruin your future,”

Lance smiled. “Why are you so mean?”

“Maybe I had got that trait from my mother?” she asked, smirking.

“A hint?” he pleaded.

She rolled her eyes and leaned close to his ear “Look for the stars,” she whispered.

With that, she took off and fled to the opposite direction. Lance watched as the girls’ figure grew smaller in the distance.

“Who’s that?” Pidge asked approaching him. “Another pretty lady you’ve picked up somewhere?”

“Not ..really,” said Lance.

“Huh. Will you to see her again?”

Lance shrugs “That depends,” he turned to the green Paladin. “She-“

He stopped talking and stared at his friend.

“Lance?” Pidge asked looking at him quizically. “What’s wrong? Is there something on my face?”

Lance didn’t respond. His heart had surely picked up some pace and his cheeks felt warm.

Pidge had honey coloured eyes.

The same colour eyes as the girl.

#my fic #plance fic #plance #pidgance #lance mcclain #slight allurance #his daughter

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thefluffiestpancake-blog · 6 years

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Life Alert *IW* SPOILERS

A/N: I got this idea from something like it I saw on Tumblr and I liked the idea so I thought why not make a full blown story. I will make a part two when infinity war 4 or whatever it's called come out okay or maybe make my own ending I don't know

Warning: bad language, angst P.G 14

*before civil and infinity war*

"Steve!!!!" I shouted through out the tower

"Bucky!!!!" I kept calling for them I was determined to find at least one of them.

Eventually I ended up in the living room area and thought up a great idea.

"Jarvis?" I asked looking up at the ceiling

"Yes, Miss Kennedy?" The British A.I asked

"Please tell Steve and Bucky to come to the living room, its important." I say smirking a little from my evil plan. I shoved my hand in my pocket and found the two chords that held probably the most important thing I will ever do in my life.

Soon after Steve and Bucky came in looking around until their eyes land on me.

"Andreas, I thought you said this was important, if this so important why are we the only ones here?" Steve asked while Bucky nodded his head beside him.

"Well this is something important for only you two." I said, smiling kindly at them.

"Oh is that so? Or is Tony just trying to prank us again, because if you get glitter or slime in my arm one more time I'm killing you all." Bucky said popping his metal fingers.

"No this isn't a prank, I swear, it's just something I bought you guys." I said. Still smiling I reach into my pocket and pull out the two chords. They dangle from my finger tips, twisting around a little. They look closer at them and once they get a good look they sigh in unison. I smile at them skipping over to them

"Okay so you probably already know what these are, but their called 'Life Alerts' and they like help old people when the get injured and I had Tony make them so they contact me and the rest of the team with this really loud beep-"

" Andy we...uh... Don't really need these. we're soldiers, we know how to deal with injury's. we don't need these 'life alerts'. that's why we have coms to talk with you guys." Steve said, bursting my bubble a little.

"Oh, come on, Steve! what if your com is lost or ripped out of your ear, hmm? what if they just cut off your Whole ear, what then? That's what I thought, take them please and wear them, it would make me feel better knowing my team is extra safe." I said guilt tripping them. I sadly smile, looking down

"or not, that okay too." I said taking my hand back. shoving it angerly into my pocket wispering about how stupid the idea was turning around i started to walk away until Bucky's metal arm grabbed my shoulder making me turn around and look at them

"We'll take them Andy." Bucky said holding out his human hand for the necklaces I smile at them and hand them the Life Alerts'

"Thank you" I said hugging them both, over their shoulders I winked at Natasha. she was trying not to laugh but eventually she walked away

*Infinity War*

I hear two strange beeps, it was really loud but I knew that sound anywhere, turning around I saw my boys, Steve and Bucky, walking towards me, I bring hand up to my mouth, I haven't seen either of them in months.

"OMG my boys." I said laugh-cry, running towards them wrapping my arms around both their necks. They laughing too holding me tightly. But I knew they needed something or their was a fight

"Who bullied Steve this time?" I asked putting my hand the handle of my gun, pulling it out of it's cover. Popping the guns top holding it up in the air.

After they informed me of everything I missed we got on a plane back to Wakonda. On the plane I started to pull out a pair of headphones.

"still listen to music during battle?" Steve asked me watching as I put my headphones in.

"No I just use these to ingnore you two morons." I say smirking at him.

"ha ha very funny Andy."

When we arrive we walk out of the jet I see Natasha and all her blondeness

"what Happened? who hurt your red hair?" I ask playfully hitting her shoulder

"Good to see you too Andy." Natasha said looking me up and down seeing that nothing has changed.

After we gathered our army, we stood at the edge of Wakonda's shield. I put one of my headphones in so could quickly talk to Bucky and Steve

"Life alerts" I said pointing at them. Both of them pulled them out of their suits showing them to me

"Use them boys, and stay safe I can't bury you two yet." I say jokingly but they knew I meant it. I knew we were screwed when I saw all of the ugly-ass dog like creatrues piling up outside the border.

" What the hell." I heard Bucky wisper to him self

The real battle happened when prince-y decided to OPEN the border, great Idea prince-y.

"oh, what the hell." I said as I pulled out my gun and started to shoot all the creatures I could.

Until one made the mistake of trying to attack me from behind, he didn't make it in 5 feet of me before Bucky shoot his brains out.

Thor showed up and disinagrated most of the creatures with his new thunder axe. He also had a tree and a raccoon that can talk with him. And short hair. I'm gonna have to kill someone for that.

Then the real problems came when they brought out their plows of death. Until Wanda came out and put a stop to them. Natasha quickly grabbed me saying Wanda needed help, we ran to where she was pinned down in one of the ditches made by a plow.

"Now you will die alone." The she-goat said her spear on Wanda's chest.

"Well shes not alone." Natasha said as we all pointed our weapons pointed at the She-goat. The lady turned around swinging her spear at us which we all ducked to avoid. Soon after a fight started as I helped Wanda up while Natasha and this other girl fought the lady. Eventually Wanda made her fly up into the boarder where she exploded, her guts flying everywhere. Over the coms we heard that Steve and Vision need back up. We all headed that way.

Then things got really strange. this BIG pruple dude popped up out of now where. So stuipd me decided it would be a good idea to try and stab him but he grabbed my wrist and twisted it in a way to make me drop my knife

"stuipd little girl." He said tossing me to the side, as I grunted on the impact with a nice, hard, rock. After he tossed me to the side, Steve tried to fight him only getting him self hurt as well. Eventually he made his way to Wanda, who was trying to destroy the Mind Stone and she did until Thanos went back in time and got the stone. He then snapped his fingers and was gone. I thought I would be okay after that then I heard a Beep and I knew one of my boys was hurt, bad. I jumped up through the pain.

"Steve!!!!" I cryed out hoping I was just hearing things

"here" he grunted out, slowly getting up as I helped him stand straight.

"Bucky!!!!" I call out looking around frantically

"Andy, Steve?" He asked looking up as he slowly turned to ash. me and Steve tried to get to him but failed. so all we caught was ash.

I felt this sickening feeling in my stomach and looked down at my hands

" Steve, I think I need a life alert." I say looking up at him, a sad smile playing it's way onto my lips

"this is not the time for Jokes Andreas Kennedy." He said tears brimming his eyes. He had to watch both of his best friend's turn to ash. he fell on to his butt touching their ashes.

He clicked his button looking down as my com beeped that's what broke him he let out a loud sob and allowed him self to cry looking up at the sky.

" I can't bury them yet." He cryed out at the sky, angerly, hoping Thanos would hear and bring his friends back.

No, bring his Family back.

#steve rogers #infinity war #bucky barnes #life alert #reader #fanfic #mavel #mcu

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