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ven-dett-a · 1 year

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HAJIME (the yankee) HC (rlly testing what hc means in this case ig)

Okay so my favorite one other than the tattoo artist is flower shop (keep in mind im trying to keep in mind the timeframe the game happens in the best i can. Also that im a filthy American so idk japanese customs for some things heart emoji) Some basics that im not explaining just yet is i dont believe hajimes family is the best off financially, stable enough now but when hajime was younger there was alot more struggle. Id also like to add, My hc that while hajimes mom was japanese, Hajime was born in america and they only moved back to japan when he was 8. Theres reasons to this that tie into the hc above (specifically the fact im not mentioning his father) that ill explain later. I havent found any proof for hajime or tsuginos ages around this time so i imagine theyre 16 --- There was a flower shop owned by this little old woman, only opened during the spring and summer. It was located in a small strip with two other stores beside it, an old building a few feet behind the flower shop, between them was an alleyway where the dumpster for the flower shop sat. A bit far from the exit but she managed. One night when she walked out, there was a boy laying against the dumpster, no older than 12, hands pressed against bleeding wounds and his mouth and he tried to regain enough strength to get home. --- (This is set long before he meets tsugino for knowledge) As we know in canon hajime got into fights, tsugino mentioning this detail when describing hajime early on in tsog, "he would tell me stories on how he had defeated men who had tried go get in his way, or how he had beaten a shoplifter to a pulp... Such unimportant sagas." I imagine he didnt just start that suddenly, it had been going on for a while. And he seems prideful in the fact hes won, so its likely hed never tell tsugino about the losses. The beginning of this headcanons simple, Hajime lost a fight badly, he was over cocky and bit off more than he could chew. what little stuff hed brought was taken from him and he was just left there. The owner of a shop infront of the alleyway had gone to throw away the last bits of trash from the day and had found him groveling, hand covering his mouth to keep the noises of pain as quiet as possible as he was trying to stop the bleeding from some of the more serious wounds. The old lady had brought him into her store quickly, using what she had to help bandage him up. Violence outside wasnt uncommon, but for a young child.. While fixing the young boys wounds she had given a slight lecture about fighting, in response he turned his head away, if it wasnt for the fact he was hurt he wouldve just left. The old woman sighed as she continued working on bandaging his wounds. --- The shop owner continued bandaging the boys arm, but after a spout of silence.... "...who started it?" The woman asked as she knotted the bandage off. The boy didnt look at her for a moment, eyes glued to the floor, worrying his already busted lip between his teeth. It took him a few moments to finally grumble out the answer. "I did.." "Now why would you do that?" The old woman questioned his motives on a whim, she didnt know this boy, but wanted to know non the less. This is where hajime would go silent again, the woman beginning to work on cleaning up his blackened eye. --- The headcanon above comes into play here, hajime did provide an explanation finally, he did it for the money, street fighting had a payout and he was pretty good at it, his mom needed the help but places didnt want to hire a kid. The woman was silent after that until shes gotten him cleaned up. Before she sent him home however she told him to come back to her shop after school the next day. Surprisingly he did. A small loaf of bread in hand aswell, telling her it was from his mother as a thank you for helping him the night before. -- The old woman waved her hand. "Im not in need of that sweetie.. but if youd really like to thank me, could you help me get this display moved? Its hard on my poor bones.." --

he did. Hed help the woman with a few more things aswell. He didnt see the problem with it, despite everything he was taught manners. Once hed finished however she'd handed him an envelope, upon opening it there was money. She told him shed see him again tomorrow. He continued that process until the end of the season, it wasnt an official job persay, the lady explained once that he was being paid under the table, but it was still money. It was still helpful. Hed return the next season, and the next, and the one after that. Soon he was being paid as a normal employee. He didnt stop fighting, often times showing up to work with a few cuts and bruises, a black eye here and there. The woman stopped scolding him after a while, changing to asking if hed atleast won this one. Hajime had stayed working at the flower shop every season until his death. Visiting his grave youd always find new bouquets every week. its important to bring up why i think this fits him The old lady is there because i wantwd him to have mor interaction outside.of tsugino, but i think a job at a flower shop doesn't contrast his personality that much The concept of him being a delinquent but being one of the only people to like tsugino the way he is is very similar to him getting into fights but working at a flower shop for a elderly woman

#zeno #zeno rpg #hajime (the yankee)#zeno yankee #headcanon #any mistakes should be ignored i wrote these while at work on discord

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oneprompt · 3 years

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hi… your writing is absolutely amazing <33 can you do a sanji x reader WHERE HES JUST RLLY SUBMISSIVE TO YOU ?? or one where he’s dominant because I don’t see dom sanji a lot.. but I’m a slut for submissive sanji so like ‼️ it’s embarrassing to say but can this be nsfw? the scenario could be where sanji asks you to be dominant in the bedroom, and like when you start to degrade him HE REALLY LIKES IT SO YOU KEEP DOINF IT AND ]\]+|¥ okay am I explaining this well?? This is my first time submitting a request I’m so sorry if this makes no sense . basically just a sanji x reader where sanji enjoys being degraded <3 if you can of course! 🧡

authors note : thank you so much , im flattered to hear such a kind thing directed at me ! <3 and this request ? i adore your brain , sanji is . most definitely a sub ! i did hc + a drabble like i always do <3 hope these are enough

NSFW / SMUT WARNING

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tags : degrading , femdom , sub / dom , ( verbal ) masochism , ( alight ) master kink

Sub! Sanji x Dom! Reader Headcanons

• You were a bit surprised from the sudden change of pace from Sanji. You both have a rather fluid routine when it came to sex , neither of you ever being a strict sub or dom. And with the mention of things such as verbal degrading and humiliation... you couldn’t help but be taken aback. Not in a bad way, of course! You were more then open to spice things up with your lover.

• You couldn’t help but feel a bit anxious as you stepped into your shared room, dark blue lace masking your most feminine areas, a garter holding up the matching stockings. You had picked out the lingerie to match the blue that Sanji often wore. Needless to say, his reaction to your body is instant. But who can blame him, truly? Seeing a woman in such scandalous clothing, you’re bound to grow antsy.

• You two are immediately on each other, kissing and touching one another. The more foreplay and light touches Sanji gave you, the more excited you got, the fabric of your brand new panties already grow wet. Sanji seemed so desperate, so needy..

• You found yourself shocked by your own words, the heat of the moment carrying your words better then your own brain. “You’re such a pervert... already getting so hard for me. What type of freak rubs his dick on a girls new clothes?” Your own jaw dropped at your words. Would Sanji be upset over you saying that? Would he have taken it to heart?

• To your relief, you were met with the view of Sanji’s face turning a pure shade of scarlet, his eyes half lidded. He had such a cute smirk on his face, he looked so shy, despite the large erection that peeked up from his boxers. He couldn’t help but fawn over your attitude, encouraging to take your insults even further.

• And so you did. Sure, you still felt a bit guilty for being so cruel to him but you couldn’t deny how worked up it was getting you, nor how pleasing it was for your boyfriend. Sanji showed the most pleasure as you yanked on his tie, ordering him around and calling him tons of names.

• When you two get to the main course, Sanji had already been made a mess by the grinding of your hips and words alone. So, once you prop yourself up ontop of him and let your flooding hole hold his member captive, he turns into pure putty. It’s cute. So very cute.

• The way Sanji pleads and begs for you, moaning and mewling as he repeated your name over and over again. He was a mess, he looked like a true man whore beneath you. You make sure to still degrade him and occasionally yank at his blonde locks while making him pleasure you with his sweet dick.

• Sanji is quick to cum ( not without begging first , though ), letting out a high pitched whine and moan as he came inside of you, even getting a bit on you as he pulled out afterward, leaving your thighs and labia a cum drizzled scape.

Sub! Sanji x Dom! Reader Oneshot

The cries Sanji let out under you was like nothing you had ever heard. Sanji was a very prideful man, at least in the presence of others. Right now, he was nothing but a mask of what he is for the public. He’s not Black Legged Sanji right now, right now he’s your slut.

“Y-Y/n-san..~..Please give me more..” Sanji whimpered out in pleasure, holding himself back from throwing his hips upward, making your hungry hole eat his shaft. You were moving so painfully slow... “Please..faster...”

Your hands stayed planted firmly on his chest, your nails carefully digging themselves into his collarbone. “I’ll move when i want to. Mutts don’t get to tell master what to do..” You sighed out in pleasure, feeling your insides hug Sanji’s girth. You smiled at the sight of Sanji’s face glowing a darker shade of red from your words. He was adorable.

“I’ll beg...please, just go faster,” Sanji said, looking up at you, his gaze pleading. He looked so desperate, he was making an expression you had never seen him make before. You couldn’t help but grow more aroused at the sight of such a rare face.

“Okay, beg, then..” You smirked softly, leaning down and kissing Sanji’s cheek. You patiently waited for Sanji to speak up.

“Y/n-san... please use me up. I’m all yours...no other woman will ever hold my heart captive the way you do,” It was odd. Even when engulfed by pleasure, Sanji still managed to be his poetic and romantic self, didnt he?

With those magic words, your hips snapped downward, taking Sanji balls deep inside of you, the tip of his member staying jammed against the depth of your cervix. You couldn’t hold back as you moaned lustfully, tilting your head back in pleasure. The large frame of the bed began to creek as you eagerly rode the chef, your hips bouncing along with your supple breasts. It felt far too good. Being in a position like this with the role you had in this very moment was more then enough to make you orgasm at any moment.

Sanji couldn’t keep his mouth shut, gentle gasps puffing out of his lips, a line of drool dripping down along the corner of his mouth. Why hadn’t Sanji asked you to do this any sooner? It felt amazing, certainly the best sex the two of you have had.

“Y/n, don’t stop...degrade me, please~,” Sanji moaned out, the pleasure in his voice dragging the letters with it. His eyes were shut as he huffed and puffed, trying to stabilize the rapid mewls that flew out of him.

“Don’t order me around.. you aren’t in the position to do that, unless you want to be punished,” You said shakily, voice trembling from the amount of pleasure that dived in and out of your body.

Punished? Oh, now that was a thought Sanji liked. If just verbal torture felt so good, how good would it be to have you be more hands on with it? The thought of you as a domantrix made him more excited. A dark corset looping itself along your waist, paired with matching gloves. And all sorts of lewd tools on your side to make Sanji scream. It sounds like heaven to him.

“Punish me, Y/n-san! Please..be mean,” Sanji begged, grovelling under your body. And so, that’s what you did. You didn’t hesitate to lift your hips off of Sanji’s erection, the tip a deep red as it looked about ready to burst with the amount of cum he had been holding back.

A pout snuck its way into Sanji’s face as his girthy dick twitched in disappointment. This isn’t the punishment he wanted..

“Why’re you pouting? I said i’d be mean,” You smirked slightly, now located in between your lovers legs.

“I didn’t think-,” Sanji’s breath hitched as you squeezed his throbbing dick in between your breasts, the coating of your own wetness and Sanji’s precum already having it lubed further enough.

Sanji stuttered as you began to move your breasts, letting them bounce against his shaft, making up a pleasurable friction against the sensitive appendage. It felt so good, something as minor as this was enough to have Sanji trembling and begging.

He looked down at you with his beautiful pearly blues, tears of overstimulation brimming his eyes. This was beginning to be far too much for him, holding his ejaculation back was impossible at this point, and Sanji made that very apparent. Without a single word from him you let out the magic words, still letting him thrust into your breasts.

“You may cum, Sanji-kun.” You smiles lovingly at the blonde, awaiting his seed to paint your face. Sanji has been waiting all night for you to say those words, that single chain.

In an instant, thick ropes of Sanji’s semen spouted out from his dick, hitting the warmth of your cheeks and making your entire face sticky. Thankfully for you, it only got upon your face, and not your hair.

Sanji looked absolutely blissed out, letting his head hit the pillows as he was laid out entirely. The small breaths that escaped him made you giggle quietly. He was so incredibly cute.

You feel as if you and Sanji learnt a bit more about each other today, and understood your own selves a lot better.

#one piece #one piece imagines #one piece smut #one piece x y/n #one piece x you #one piece x reader #sanji vinsmoke #sanji vinsmoke x reader #sanji x you #sanji x reader #sanji x y/n #sanji smut #fanfic #fanfic smut

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ozzy-bozzy · 4 years

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OOOOO ok so i had this idea that the reader is rekis s/o and also a skater and they go up against adam and they get like badly hurt during the match and adam does that like 'board collide' thing he did with langa and then ✨reki comfort✨ you don't need to do this i just thought it was a cool idea

I had to catch up a bit on Sk8 for this ask and lemme tell u you reignited my love for Langa because of it so thank u

also its almost 5 am if this is a little corny or low quality thats why lol

also also i did a lil drabble thing instead of headcanons bc i didnt think headcanons would work very well so

requets r open yall pls i love writing for you guys so r e q u e s t p l e a s e

On one of the rare times Adam had shown up to S, he started badmouthing skaters, and in particular, Reki. Reki had just finished up his latest beef and didn’t quite win. And Adam decided he needed to make an appearance just to ridicule your boyfriend. So, being the supportive partner you are, you jumped in immediately to defend Reki’s honor. This ended with you challenging Adam, and that’s what led you to now, looking out the car window at the skaters arriving for the race.

Reki was completely against the entire thing, but when he saw you seriously practicing and you had pulled Reki aside and told him you wanted to do this, you didn’t feel forced, and you definitely wanted to make Reki proud and show him how you had grown as a skater. He had let off a little bit, but he never stopped voicing his worry for you and never stopped asking you to call the beef off.

Standing with Reki and the others, you waited for Adam to arrive. It wasn’t hard to tell when he did, because all previous conversations seemed to hush, replaced with whispers of his name. He rolled up next to you, eyeing you up and down before laughing, spouting some bullshit, and lining up at the starting line. You huffed at him, completely done with his dramatic ass, and went to line up next to him before you were stopped by Reki’s hand on your shoulder. You turned to face him and you could see how much he was struggling. The worry was basically pouring off him in waves. He opened his mouth to speak, but you cut him off with a quick kiss, pat his cheek, and went off to start the race. Thank god for Langa too, because he placed his hand on Reki’s shoulder and gave him a reassuring smile.

The race went as expected, which basically means you got your ass handed to you and you were hardly halfway down the track. Adam had pulled some of his signature moves, locking your boards together, and it ended with you going flying into some rocks bordering the track and your board almost snapping in two. You could hear the distant cheers for Adam as he continued on, the voices being drowned out by the loud motor of the motorcycle pulling up next to you. At this point, your vision and hearing started to grow fuzzy and indistinguishable, your vision becoming blurry as your head throbbed. Reki ran up to you and pulled you up into his lap as you started to fade from consciousness. Langa did his best to comfort his best friend, but he couldn’t do much as Reki watched you pass out in his arms, hot tears falling on your cheeks as he held you tighter.

You hear the rhythmic beeping before you had opened your eyes or processed what it even was. Squinting lightly in the bright hospital lights, you could see the mass of rusty red hair next to your arm. You lifted your hand and ran your fingers through his locks, immediately startling him awake and you could see the slight redness of Reki’s eyes. He had been crying while you were sleeping. Cupping his cheek, he stood and engulfed you in a hug,

“I’m so glad you’re okay…” You could feel him physically relax, making you smile into his shoulder.

You both parted, Reki letting out a breathy chuckle before pressing a sweet, relieved kiss to your lips. Needless to say, you and Reki both would be working on perfecting your skating skills and looking out for one another better from now on.

#sk8 the infinity #reki kyan #langa hasegawa #sk8 reki #sk8 langa #sk8 reki x reader #reki #langa #sk8 langa x reader #sk8 adam #ainosuke shindo #sk8 ainosuke shindo

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gale-gentlepenguin · 4 years

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ML AU: In Another Life: Ladybug

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-Flashbacks to Befana are the same. But then there are a few additional frames of Lila seeing Marinette and adrien act more couple like and it really grinds her gears.

-Like in the original episode. Lila is talking with Gabriel, acting as his spy.

-Lila uses this chance to try and bad mouth Marinette like in canon but insists she is not a good match for adrien, but Gabriel dismisses it.

-Lila decides to put her plan into action just like in canon. Her motive though was to give a reason for Gabriel to make his son end his relationship with Marinette.

-Gabriel tells her the ‘Deal’ is in place for now. But if he can revoke it if she doesnt live up to his expectations.

-The events that led up to Marinette’s bag getting examined are the same. And Miss bustier points out that she didnt miss a question.

-Alya calls out first that it wasnt her.

-Adrien also stands up saying that he studied for the mock examine with Marinette. (He is faster to defend his gf)

-Adrien also had a perfect score on the examine, because Marinette helped him with studying.

-Lila makes her comments and Marinette claims Lila set her up.

-The events that lead to Lila faking her fall down the steps are the same, including getting to the locker.

- The main difference here is that Adrien speaks up.

-”Hold on! I know marinette wouldnt do any of this! Lila, when did you last have your necklace?”

-Lila was not expecting the bold accusation, She makes a quick lie that she had it the other day.

-Adrien smiles.

-”Then there is no way Marinette could have taken the necklace! Marinette was with me at a photoshoot helping me study between breaks. She wouldnt have had the time to take the necklace.”

-Mr.Damocles was about to speak up saying there is still a lot to against Marinette, and the class chimes up to agree that Marinette wouldnt steal it or cheat.

-Chloé even points out that Marinette is too goody goody for shoving people.

-Alix commenting that “Its true, and if she would shove anyone, it would have been Chloé”

-Miss bustier actually does the teacher thing and comments that Marinette is her class rep and this is out of the ordinary for her.

-Lila failed to take into account how well liked Marinette is, and didnt anticipate Adrien would be so adamant about defending her.

-Mr.Damocles decides that this needs further investigation. He says that Marinette should go home for the day while he and the teachers discuss the situation. He apologizes to the Dupain family and will call them when they have worked through everything.

-Its not ideal, but no one is super angry, not enough for hawkmoth to try and pull off Scarlet moth 2.0. Which really disappoints him. Nathalie wasnt akumatized, but still faints from exhaustion.

- Causing Hawkmoth to focus on Nathalie and take her out of the lair.

-Marinette is at home, fuming over this whole thing. She knows Lila set her up. Alya is on the case to investigate it. Though she isnt blaming Lila directly yet, because she wants to find the facts, but she knows Marinette is innocent.

-Mayura still creates Sentibug like in canon.

-Adrien texted Marinette to make sure she was okay, and he tells her he is not letting Lila get away with this.

- He gets an alert just before he confronts lila like in canon about Ladybug fighting Mayura.

-He leaves and finds ‘Ladybug’ hurt.

-Ladybug says the words like she does in canon.

-”But... youre in love with someone else.” Chat noir knew this because its HIM.

-Mayura has sentibug spout a lie but Chat noir backs away. He doesnt buy it like he did in canon.

-Ladybug sees Chat noir backing away. Relieved her partner wasnt tricked

-”Glad to see that you can tell the difference between me and a copy.”

-”It wasnt easy, she didnt seem at all like the sentimonsters we faced before. She’s different.”

- The fight goes about the same as in canon, with the same lucky charm joke.

-They free sentibug. and tragedy occurs just like before.

-The events occur pretty much the same but the dialogue is a bit different. when she says that “Ladybug doesnt sound the same without chat noir” He comments that they are a great pair.

-”Easy there kitty, you know i am in love with someone else.”

-”I know, and he’s a lucky guy.”

-Lila was getting ready to go do the modelling deal, but Gabriel called her. Telling her, he was disappointed with her plan. He says that she can forget about modelling today. She needs to prove her worth.

-Lila is pissed, and she decides that she was going to add some grease to the wheels and get Marinette expelled. At least then she could get something out of the ordeal.

-A car shows up, Its Adrien. He tells her to get in.

-”You didnt listen to my warning. You went after someone I loved.”

-Lila attempts to insist that she didn’t do anything, but Adrien tells Lila that she’s going to tell another lie to prove Marinette’s innocence. That she would completely clear her of any wrongdoing

-Lila comments why she would do that.

-”Because you know that if it does go the other way, everyone will know who is responsible for Marinette getting kicked out of the school.”

- And Adrien then brings it all home “Because we are friends, arent we?”

-Lila felt a chill go down her spine. Adrien made it clear that he would do everything in his power to bring her down.

-Lila then lies her way to clear marinette of all wrong doing, and the investigation on Marinette is over. She isnt expelled and no permanent record damage.

-Marinette asks Lila why she fixed everything. Lila doesnt have a smug response, she just leaves without a word, swearing to herself that this wasnt over. Not by a long shot.

-Marinette goes to see Adrien who is happy to see her.

-”So I am guessing this was your doing.”

-Adrien smiles, he claims he has no idea what she is talking about.

-She kisses his cheek, and the episode ends.

#ml #ml au #miraculous ladybug #In another life au #ladynoir #adrinette #marinette dupain cheng #lila rossi #adrien agreste #ladybug episode #alt ladybug #Lila karma #she is down but not out #in another life

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heyitsyn · 4 years

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Oh God

TimeTraveler!Son x Haikyuu!! Part 2

a/n: hehe i wouldnt put ‘x haikyuu’ if manager y/n ends up with that certain character. youll just have to,,,, wait for the end 😏

he didnt want to lie but he had to so he could survive

hinata offered his hand to help him up and natsu winced at the scratches and the slight headache as he stood on his two feet

‘you okay?’

hinata asked and natsu nodded

‘yea, just a headache’

natsu tried to play it off as cooly as he could bc this must’ve been from the car hit before and he couldnt just say he got ran over by a damn car

‘where do you live? i can go and treat your wounds there’

natsu was about to respond but he remembers hes not in tokyo anymore and he cant just spout out his address

so he did the thing his mom told him to do whenever it was necessary

he lied

‘i-um,,,’

he fumbled for an excuse but he sighed to maintain the act

‘i got kicked out’

he mumbled and hinata had to make him repeat it twice because he said it so quietly

the tangerine boy gasped and held his arms

‘what?! why?!’

natsu sniffled

‘my dad,,,, he just,,, doesnt want me’

well, that was actually true

so a true statement could equal that lie, right?

thankfully, hinata bought it and he grabbed his arm to walk forward while his other was pushing his bike

‘i hit you with my bike so the least i could do is take you to my house and treat you!’

and that was what they did

natsu’s phone was dead even though he was sure he charged it from denki’s powerbank during practice but it remained its black screen no matter how many times he hit the power button

his surroundings was also something unfamiliar

his mother only kept him in tokyo and never took him to go visit her family because she was kicked out and had to go live with her auntie when she found out about him and his father refused to help her

‘so, sendai, huh?’

he mumbled and hinata looked at him confused

‘sounds like youre not from around here. where you from?’

‘t-tokyo’

he replied and saw hinata’s eyes brighten

‘oh?! you look like youre my age so you must have been in a high school in tokyo, right? what school?’

‘yuuei’

‘hah?! yuuei?! what is that?!’

natsu rolled his eyes and shrugged

‘a school’

hinata persisted though

‘do you know other schools?! any other school friends?! like nekoma?! or fukurodani?!’

natsu shook his head and he was supposed to be happy that he got to meet, even talk, to his idol yet his younger self was much more hyper than his mellowed out behavior on tv

‘i stick to my friends from yuuei’

‘but what are you doing all the way here?’

natsu’s throat dried up and he watched his feet kick the pebbles to distract him of his urge to just whine and throw a tantrum with the confusion from this mess

‘i dont know’

he choked out and he was so tired and confused and all he wants to do is cry in his mother’s arms like he used to but she doesnt even know he exists

hinata sensed the tension and sadness from the boy beside him and tried his best to stay quiet until they get home

to say his mom was angry was an understatement

‘SHOYO, DONT YOU KNOW TO WATCH WHERE YOURE GOING?!’

‘kaa-san i was so angry and bakageyama was yelling at me and hit me and-’

‘THAT DOESNT GIVE YOU AN EXCUSE TO RUN SOMEONE OVER!’

natsu sat there on their couch awkwardly watching the black-haired woman yell at the human tangerine

he coughed in impulse and she turned away from her son and went to sit next to the h/c boy

‘dear, im so sorry for my son and his terrible biking. i didnt catch your name when you entered, what is it?’

even hinata forgot to ask his name but thats such a hinata thing to do though

natsu froze

if he was to say his mother’s last name, it would raise suspicion that he might know her in this time period and izuku has shown him enough doctor who to show him what happens when he messes up in time

again, he lied

‘kiri,,,shima,,, natsu. kirishima natsu’

he inwardly apologized to eijirou for using his last name

mrs. hinata raised a hand to her mouth with a surprised gasp

‘oh! my daughter’s name is also natsu! natsu, dear! can you come here for a second?’

natsu heard soft sounds from the stairs and she shyly walked down

‘come say hi’

she softly urged her daughter to come closer and the little girl ran to hide behind her older brother who gently smiled and held her hand

‘well, thats her. she just turned 10 a few days ago. look dear, kirishima-kun has the same name as you!’

she waved slightly and natsu felt his heart swell at the sight of the adorable little girl

his mother never really had time for relationships so he was an only child and never got to experience a sibling, only hearing the experience of having siblings from his friend, shouto

mrs. hinata placed a gentle hand on his arm to revert his attention back to her

‘shoyo told me what happened and im sorry that this is all happening to you’

he felt guilty at the sight of her sad eyes because this was all a lie but he knew if he told them the real reason, they wouldnt believe him

so he had to continue with the lie

‘everything was falling apart and i wanted to leave everything behind. so i just took the shinkansen to nowhere and ended up here’

mrs. hinata felt her heart tug because he was just a little boy and he was too young to experience this so she offered him something he shouldnt have agreed to but again, survival

‘you can stay with us in the mean time. our guest room has been collecting dust so you can live here’

‘what? no! i can’t!’

natsu instinctually turned it down because he hated people giving him charity

but the woman squeezed his arm to give him a smile

‘i will not allow a child to live in the streets because of something he couldnt help’

‘arent you worried youre inviting a total stranger in your home?’

but she gave him a knowing smile

‘im a mother. i can trust you, boy’

in exchange for board and food, he promised to get a part time job so he could pay her back and get out of their house as quickly as he could

shoyo led him to the bathroom upstairs so he could treat the wounds from the ground

natsu sat on the closed toilet seat while his literal idol was putting cream on his boo-boos

he still cant wrap his head with everything

maybe it was because he was so busy trying to come up with lies that he wasnt able to fully sit down and think about the fact that he just TRAVELED BACK IN TIME and could accidentally change it

‘shoyo, what year is it?’

he mumbled

‘2012′

he answered and natsu sighed but his head perked up

oh god

2012

thats a year away from 2013

the year he was born

that meant shoyo’s team manager was going to give birth to him next year

‘why? did you hit your head so far that you forgot?’

hinata joked but he paled when natsu didnt laugh

‘OH GOD DID YOU?!’

‘NO! AND STOP YELLING!’

natsu shouted, equally surprised

‘whew, thank god. again, im so sorry i hit you’

‘shoyo, dont worry about it, okay? im fine, i swear’

during dinner, mrs. hinata told him about his school situation

‘you can go to karasuno with shoyo. what year were you in?’

‘first’

‘perfect! shoyo is too so he could easily help you around the school!’

natsu nodded quietly, still out of it and his brain finally starting to accept this impossible reality

‘but i dont think i could help you with the entrance exams. im not the most-um-smartest, per se’

shoyo apologized but natsu already knew that

he was no extreme fanatic but he knew quite a lot about hinata shoyo, the player he watched during the 2021 olympics and the reason he started playing volleyball

natsu dreamed to join the msby jackals just like his idol did and eventually reach the national team like hinata did

it was during the olympics of 2021, he knew he wanted to be like him

this boy who sat next to him was the reason he came to love volleyball along with his other idol, oikawa tooru, from the argentina volleyball team after seeing that legendary match

when oikawa hit that service ace, natsu wanted to be able to receive that

he was merely 8 and his neighbor, midoriya inko, was babysitting him and she placed him and her son who was his friend, izuku, in front of the tv where they watched the olympics match

‘someday, ill be someone great. ill be great like him’

he promised and from then on, he worked to achieve that goal

‘natsu? hello?’

he was shaken from his thoughts as shoyo nudged him back to reality

mrs. hinata laughed

‘maybe you should head to bed early, dear. you must be tired after having a hard journey’

he nodded and was about to go and wash his dishes when she stopped him

‘no. go and sleep, ill take care of this’

‘i have to do my part in here, hinata-san. please, let me do this’

she finally agreed and he was scrubbing the plates when his mind wandered over to possible solutions on how he could go back

there was an episode that he watched with izuku that the character had to do something to go back

and he had a feeling that he would have to do the same thing

but what would that something be?

there had to be a reason he was thrown all the way in this time and it couldnt just be a coincidence that supposedly, this would be around the same time his mother would get pregnant

but who would it be?

he finished putting the plates on the drying rack and he felt really thirsty suddenly

opening the fridge, he found no water bottles and natsu had a very sensitive stomach so he couldnt drink tap water

his next favorite beverage was there and he pulled a glass from the cabinet

‘hinata-san, is it okay if i can have some milk?’

he called out and she shouted that it was okay

natsu poured the drink on his glass and started drinking it when hinata entered the kitchen and snickered at him

‘yknow, you remind me of my idiot teammate. none of my other friends drink straight milk except for him’

natsu placed the glass down and wiped his lips

‘chocolate milk make me sick and i hate the taste of flavoring in milk. but i just hate flavoring in general. except for gari gari popsicles, those are good’

natsu reasoned, watching hinata move across the room to get an apple

‘still ew. but come on! lets go to bed so i can show you around school early before practice tomorrow!’

natsu noticed his excitement by the way he bounced in place and he chuckled

it reminded him of his friends mina and denki

hinata led them both to his room so he could check his wounds again just to make sure

then something caught his eye

‘kirishima-kun you like volleyball?!’

that threw him off

partly because he wasnt used to being called by his friend’s last name

but also because of the question

‘huh? how do you know that?’

natsu asked, almost defensively

hinata shrugged

‘i saw your volleyball shoes in your bag’

hinata reasoned and excitedly pointed at them

‘you should play for us! im part of the team too! oh oh! what position do you play?!’

‘l-libero’

natsu stuttered out, slightly overwhelmed by hinata’s energy

hinata started circling him, inspecting his height and looking at him up and down

‘yanno, kirishima-kun, youre really tall. like much taller than the rest of my club. maybe not saltyshima but really!! youre so tall!!’

hinata whined in envy and natsu laughed

‘blame it on the paternal side of the family. my ma isnt really tall’

he laughs but then memories of his mother resurfaced and he suddenly felt gloomy, guilty, even, bc he doesnt know if time stopped there or it kept going and if so, shes probably worried sick

and he knew she was always one who blamed herself

hinata noticed his downcast expression and thought he probably remembers his dad and got sad since he got kicked out

so our baby sunshine freaked out and he frantically waved his hands around

‘oh no! gomen kiri-kun! gomen! i really didnt mean to make you think about him! gomen!!!’

he even bowed which surprised the h/c boy and made him stand back up

‘o-oi shoyo! dont! you didnt because i wasnt thinking about him!’

he fussed and patted hinata’s hair

‘i dont care about him. to be honest, there isnt much to think about’

he didnt think about what he said until he heard himself

natsu’s eyes widened, fearful of how hinata could take it but he flinched when the orange-haired boy’s eyes were filled with his own tears

‘OH NO!! KIRI-KUN!!!’

then launched another series of apologies and natsu had to calm him down

oh dear

it was early in the morning like 5 when hinata bursted into natsu’s room

the loud shout of shoyo made his eyes blink open and he groaned before turning to the side

‘come on, kiri-kun! we need to go to take your exam!’

‘nooooooooo’

‘yeeessssssss’

it was quite a battle for hinata to even just get natsu out of bed but he managed to bribe the latter with some milk bread from the bakery down the street

‘2′

natsu showed his two fingers and hinata sighed before nodding

‘yes. now go hurry so we can leave!’

dressed in his grey sweatpants and a yuuei sweatshirt, natsu cursed as he only has clothes good for 2 days and he didnt want to bother the hinatas so he was at a loss

mrs hinata bid the two boys good bye and natsu was yawning and dragging his body to walk while hinata was skipping over to his bike

then he finally realized the problem

he nervously looked at natsu and the taller boy didnt understand why he was looking at him that way

‘what?’

shoyo pointed at the bike and awkwardly smiled

‘uh,,, you see,,, i dont think youd,,, fit,,, at the back seat’

natsu shrugged

‘then ill bike. ive done it before’

he sauntered over to the bike and swiftly lifted his leg before testing out the brake handles

‘its good and better than mine back home’

‘a-are you-’

‘sit down, sho’

hinata gripped on to the back of natsu’s sweatshirt as he told him the directions to how to get to the school

natsu remembered watching an interview of hinata talking about his high-school life and he remembered the star player talking about his dedication to go to karasuno everyday for volleyball

and the boy couldn’t believe hes doing that right now, with his idol literally behind him, and driving to the legendary karasuno high school

from the jackals to the adlers and even some other teams like the frogs, natsu cheered for them

there was a memory of his mother sitting with him on their couch during one of her rare day offs as they rewatched the recorded copy of the olympics

it has become natsu’s favorite thing to watch

‘with great talent comes great hardships. people don’t become good overnight and i watched those people suffer through it all but look where they are now’

‘KIRISHIMA, WATCH OUT! COWS CROSSING!’

natsu was snapped out of his thoughts at hinata’s shout

then it morphed into pure and utter confusion

‘cows?’

shoyo laughed

‘since youre from the city, this must be a weird sight for you, huh? well, in the countryside, this happens a lot!’

but natsu didnt mind

in fact, he loved cows

he loved any farm animal in general

maybe it was his upbringing in the hustle and bustle of the city that he grew to love the countryside

shoto took him with his family to a trip to the country once and he remembered loving the smell of grass

they were able to do an activity in a farm where they worked in a rice farm and the peace and serenity was something he will always remember

his mother was lucky she grew up in a place like this

‘kiri-kun, ive been wanting to ask, how is your volleyball team in the city? are you a powerhouse?’

natsu felt pride bubble up in his chest

‘of course! we got second place in nationals!’

he boasted and blurted out before he could stop himself

then he felt fear

he shouldnt have said that because for all he knows, yuuei probably doesn’t exist at this time period

hinata had a different reaction and his eyes shone

‘WHAT?! WOAH! SO COOL! I HAVE TO TELL OUR CAPTAIN THAT WE’RE GETTING A POWERHOUSE STUDENT!’

‘uh-i-uh-’

natsu didnt know what to say because he had a feeling he definitely just did an oopsie

so he switched topics really quick to divert the attention away from his past

‘o-oi sho, once youre done being a pro volleyball player and stuff, we should have our own rice farm’

of course it was such a random idea but it distracted the orange boy

hinata shrugged

‘i mean,,, i have to be a pro first but i guess we can!’

‘hmm,,,, i dont think you have to worry about that’

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a/n: oh god this sat in my drafts for so long and i really dont know what im doing like i kinda have a rough outline of what im doing but im just going with the flow but i dont think the flow is quite flowy

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queenofwerewolves · 3 years

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I know I should be writing chapter 3 of Future Hope instead but I am currently having a bit of a cold and I wanna enjoy this sick-ish mood to write a little Sick Arc OK dont judge me pls Im gonna finish it soon I swear dont hate me-

Morning has barely rised and dread has filled upon this house, not because of a villian or some potential danger, but because flu season has struck a member of this house and she does not go down easily, even when she's told to do so.

Queen, the leader of Future Hope and the most agressive one in the team, is also the barer of a very weak body, always congested, sensitive skin, bad eyes, and has alot of allergies you'd think she's the female version of Carl Wheezer, and let's not get started on her medicine cabinet to combat her weak-ass immune system. But sadly due to fighting crime, the cold night got the best of her and she got a bad cold, a flu even, but as a people-pleaser, Queen doesnt like to be still in one spot, even sick, she knows she has a duty to fulfill, and currently she's in her office, drawing and animating the newest chapter of her story to her youtube channel, fighting her sickness and her friends's warnings who are desperately trying to get her to rest.

"Queen." Started Togekiss in a stern voice. "I thought I told you to rest your eyes and go outide for a bit." He said.

Sniffling her nose, in a stuffy voice she replied "I said I cant, I gonna work." She said as she pulled another tissue from the box and blew her nose, tossing it to the paper basket next to her bed, her back still turned from Togekiss, who decided not to dwell on it any longer, he signed and left her room, shutting her door behind him and meeting the rest of the Future Hope crew, who were awaiting him to come back.

"Well?" Asked Muffin, with concern in her voice. Togekiss shook his head and everyone groaned in frustration, another one failed to convinced their leader to take a damn break, everyone had a turn, except their final resort: Griff.

They all looked at him with worry, whom he had his arms crossed and didnt want to come to this, but clearly he didnt have a choice, so he sighed and said to himself:

"Tokihanatsu"

With a quick and painless transformation he once more turned himself into Usagijira, the massive Were-Rabbit form he wished himself to become on that magic fountain months ago, and quietly enter Queen's room, who luckily had hear headsets on and listening to music so she didnt hear him come inside, this was his chance. With a gentle swoop, he picked him Queen into his arms and tightened his grips around her.

Maria squeaked in surprise and was ready to hit him, but quickly realized it was just her bunny boy taking her away from her work.. wait, taking her away? This was a trap! She struggled against his arms, trying to break free with little effort. "God dammit Griff let me go!! Im busy!!" She yelled and squirmed into his arms, Griff simply ignored her and brought her to the livingroom where everyone was waiting for him. Maria snarled at their sights, she clearly was pissed.

"E-EEK! S-She's gone feral!! We shouldnt have messed with her! What if she actually turns into one of her beloved Werewolves and kill us all?!!" I dont believe that's possible my dear, and besides, Griff has a firm grip around her! Well done good chap!" Said Rooko and Rooki respectivly.

"I said let me go! Im busy dammit it's just a little cold!!" Maria shouted angrily as she's still struggling in the bunny's grip. "Your Majesty you're sick! We're gonna take care of you but we cant do that if you're exausting your body even more!" Said Muffin with concern.

"She's right." Added Kip, licking her paw. "So we had to force you out of there, it's for your own good." She finished. Griff sat down on the couch, still keep a firm grip on Maria behind his arms, who has still not given up on attempting escape and is now shouting profanities, Togekiss had to cover Muffin's ears to protect her from such foul language.

Blink came from the kitchen with a bowl in her hands, smiling. "Alright Queen, I made you a nice soup, chicken noodle. Im sure you'll like it"

"Im not hungry!!" She spouted in anger. "Dont be like that, it's good to eat" Responded Blink, holding a forkful of food. "Say ah-" Before she could finish that sentence, Queen actually GROWLED at her in pure rage, freaking Blink and making her hand the bowl to Spike in fear.

"Jesus fuck." She said with wide eyes and a small shocked voice, gently pushing Spike forward. "You do it she's crazy" Said Blink. Spike rolled his eyes and groaned, he simply walked forward and kicked her in the shin, making her shout in pain and taking his chance to shove the fork into her mouth.

"MFFHFMHG!!!" Queen muffled with the fork forced in her mouth. "Yeah I dont care just chew" Said Spike, taking the fork out and letting her eat. Whether it was the good warm food or her sickness finally getting to her, her body became limp and she gave up squirming, swallowing the portion of food she had in her mouth, she finally relaxed.

"Attagirl" Said Spike, giving the bowl to Griff. "You make her finish this, I'll get her a drink" Griff nodded and proceeded to feed Queen the rest of the bowl, she seemed calmer and more relaxed with every bite. Bit by bit, every member pitched in somehow. Spooks dimmed the living room lights to ease her eyes but didnt make it too dark, Muffin brought her a blanket, Togekiss brought her a pillow, Rooko and Rooki brought her Werehog plush from her bedroom and Griff put on a movie they could all watch together, soon after everyone was chilling in the living room.

Halfway into the movie, Queen, who was quiet all this time..

"you're all so caring for me..." She said quietly, as if she didnt want anyone to hear. "Of course!" Said Spooks. "We're your friends, we care for your well-being"

"Just like how you do for us" Said Togekiss.

"We love you Queen." Said Griff. "We hate to see you suffer.. Of course we'd-"

His sentence was cut off by a small snore, they all looked and realized Queen fell asleep on Griff's lap, her head against his chest and snuggled with the blanket and holding her Werehog plush.. She looked illegally adorable.

They all looked at eitch other and smiled. "Well now you cant move, it's the law." Said Spike.

Griff looked at Maria, gently tucking a strand of her hair away from her face. "I didnt intend to anyways.." He answered, watching the tiny punk sleep peacefully against his chest.

They all remained in the living room, listening the soft snores of their leader, who once recovered, will once again guide them to victory, to fight against the oppression they swore they fight off together.

To lead them.. To Future Hope..

#Future Hope #Queen's Story #tiny little arc

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how-masterful · 4 years

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Remastered

Dhawan!master x reader

Chapter 2: Nightmare In Silver

Summary: The cyberiad never forgives. Nor does it forget. When the master and you arrive at an abandoned theme park, the looming cyber threat stands determined to rise and take revenge for the fall of the cyberium. With a dormant cybermite ready to convert you at any moment, and the master stuck in the middle of a deadly chess match for both of your lives, you struggle to understand just who's in control of the timelord... And just how in danger you truly are.

Notes: a 200 follower special! As always, this fic is dedicated to the reigning queen @plethora-of-imagines. I hope you enjoy this one, I've certainly been sitting on it for a while! 👑 feedback is forever appreciated- I hope you all enjoy!

"OH Y/N?!"

You rolled your eyes and gave out a sigh. The Master required you once more- or at least, the cyberplanner that sat inside his brain did.

You took a large gulp of the cup of soup you held in your hands. You'd spent hours couped up in the confines of the castle, running purely on fear and adrenaline, so the last thing the pair of them could do was give you a moment to refuel and gather your thoughts. The man beside you, a fellow soldier named Porridge, gave you an inquisitive glance.

"Are you not going to see what he's after?"

You shook your head, gladly taking another gulp of your soup. Whatever it was would have to wait. You needed this moment of peace.

"OH Y/N, YOUR MASTER WANTS TO SEE YOU! DON'T KEEP ME WAITING!"

"For gods sake."

You handed your cup of soup to the man beside you with an apologetic grin, thankful for the moment of comfort the warm food had brought. The smaller man laughed, taking the cup from your grasp.

"Sorry, Porridge- I'd better go see what they want. I dont think either of them are willing to be patient."

Porridge raised a knowing eyebrow, causing you to shake your head and chuckle lightly. You'd been placed in charge of the punishment platoon stationed on the planet, your attention pulled in all matter of different directions as you attempted to withstand the incoming cyber threat. From what Porridge had seen of your timelord he knew it best for you to attend his side- he'd happily keep watch of the mingling members of the squad you'd been laboured with, while you dealt with his demands.

"I'll let you know if there's any change. Don't keep him waiting- and be careful up there."

You smiled and gave him a quick salute, a smirk playing on the corners of your lips.

"Don't worry, the Master won't hurt me."

You spun on your heels with confidence and headed towards the doorway within the castle wall, bracing yourself for whatever demanded you be present in the throne room upstairs. Porridge sighed, taking a hefty swig from his own cup of soup as he watched you disappear into the stairwell.

"It's not the Master i'm worried about."

The Master sent you a warm smile as you soon entered the throne room, your eyes instantly falling to the chess game before him. You scanned over the board, observing the games progress with hopeful curiosity.

The Master had lost another bishop, the Cyber Planner both of his knights, only a scattering of pawns left between them as their pieces edged closer and mingled on the board. The Master's eyes met yours, a small chuckle escaping his lips.

"Ah, there she is! I was starting to get worried you were avoiding me."

"This had better be good, I gave up my soup for this."

The master laughed once more, smiling fondly as you continued to inspect the game board.

"Dont worry pet, i'm winning if thats what you're concerned about." He said, causing you to raise your eyebrow with a hum.

"Just checking, thats all. You called, Master?"

The Master beckoned you closer with a wave of his hand, sincerity laced in his gaze. He held out his palms, offering them for you to take, but you didnt move, eyeing him suspiciously. He looked perfectly normal, despite the extensive Cyber framework positioned on his cheek, and was gazing at you with his familiar selective fondness that made you practically melt. Something, however, felt oddly wrong. You just couldnt put your finger on it. Your pause caused the Master to frown.

"Whats wrong? That upset about your soup?"

The Master tilted his head in confusion, brows knitting together across his forehead. You narrowed your eyes, trying to find any cracks within his facade. The Cyberplanner could be a great actor, but you knew the Master would always be a better one.

"How do I know you're you?"

The timelords face shifted in recognition- you were simply being apprehensive. Smart. He nodded his head, leaning forward as if to whisper. You unknowingly leant forwards, echoing his movements as he reached out for you once more. You almost recoiled, but the Masters position stayed firm.

"Trust me dear, the Cyberplanners hibernating between moves- this is technically my turn. C'mere pet, I wont bite. I want to see my human."

You hesitantly advanced towards him, your lightly trembling hands slowly slipping into his own. His thumbs brushed over your knuckles, the timelord raising your joint hands and lacing a kiss to the back of them. You smiled, a blush spreading over your face as he pulled you closer to the table, noses hovering only centimeters apart. His large brown eyes met your own, scanning over your expression as he continued to hold your hands. His hold felt normal, the tenderness in which he held you all too familiar. You couldn't help but allow yourself to indulge. The Master suddenly sighed, breaking the cumulative silence.

"I'm worried about you, pet. I'm stuck up here playing chess with a vengeful computer program in my brain, meanwhile my girl's out there leading a platoon against an army of Cybermen with a Cybermite inside her, ready to convert at any second."

Ah, right. The Cybermite. You were so invested in this sudden affection you'd forgotten all about the whole reason he was playing this game. Or at least, the rushed explanation of events the Master had spouted to you as he rushed towards the castle only a few hours earlier.

The Master had accepted the Cyberplanners bargain for you. The failure of the Cyberium had caused shockwaves through all Cyber units in the cosmos: and it just so happened the planet you'd landed on was utterly riddled with vengeful Cyber technology- more specifically, a demented piece of technology only known as the Cyberplanner.

You'd been infected during an ambush that left three of the platoon below you both dead, and the Masters infuriated investigation had lead to him coming face to face with the control system for the planets dormant Cybermen. He too had been infected, this time by the planner itself, and they now fought for control of his brain. At least, that's what he'd hurriedly told you as you tied him to his very chair.

The stakes were certainly high: if the Master won, the Cyberplanner left his brain and the Cybermite inside you vacated your system. If the Cyberplanner won, he'd get the Masters mind and all his knowledge on the timelords, and you'd soon find yourself inhabiting a shiny new suit of cyber casing for all eternity.

Safe to say, you hoped your countless chess matches in the TARDIS library had prepared him well enough for this moment.

A gentle smile spread across your lips, the tension in your shoulders subsiding at the Masters words. Of course he was unknowingly morbid, typical timelord behaviour, but you knew him well enough to know he was trying to be tender. Perhaps trying that little bit too hard.

"I want that thing out of you and us off this planet. I care about you too much to see you hurt, dear."

You hoped the quickening of your heartrate wasn't as obvious to him as it was to you. Judging by his smile, he'd definitely noticed. Of course he cared, he'd shown you more than enough that you meant everything to him. The butterflies in your stomach still remained at every moment, no matter what he did.

He placed a kiss to your forehead, lips gentle against your skin, barely a peck but enough to make you shiver. You relented the distance between your faces, your foreheads connecting, noses brushing against eachother. Your eyes fluttered shut, his lips ghosting over your own as you nuzzled your nose against his, the timelord humming in appreciation.

"You're weaponless down there, all vulnerable and open" he sighed, placing a peck to the side of your mouth. "I'm not there to keep you safe"

You groaned lightly, shaking your head as you bit your lip. The Master almost purred at the sight, your lips glossy and red.

"No... We're not weaponless." you admitted, the Master adjusting your hands so your fingers interlocked on the table. His hot breath sent shivers down your spine as he laughed incredulously, your hair standing on end.

"Oh yeah? Whats my little human got to beat the big bad Cybermen with, hmm?"

Your eyes fluttered open, confusion swirling in the pit of your stomach. Something about that set your teeth on edge, the flurry of pleasure coursing through you replaced with a sudden drought of suspicion. This sudden outburst of affection hadn't truly felt right from the start, but now the cracks were finally starting to show.

He was teasing you, flirting- business as usual.

But the way your stomach dropped indicated something was very, very wrong.

"One big charge gun...five hand pulser units..." You started, nipping the end of his nose. The beeping pulse of the Cyber system on his face suddenly seemed far more obvious than before. The Master pouted, letting his face slip into a childish frown, beard tickling at your skin.

"Is that all? Pity, I thought you were about to excite me, dear."

You fought against your instinctive wince, smiling playfully as you pecked his bare cheek with a teasing hum. You advanced even closer, careful to not disrupt the chessgame below your body. The Masters eyes never left yours, gaze almost robotically focused on your expression.

"And... A shiny black planet smashing bomb with a trigger unit."

The Masters gaze shot wide, excitement dancing in his pupils as he let out a tiny gasp. You giggled, the timelord beginning to practically vibrate with glee. That had most definitely gotten his attention.

"Now THATS exciting. Dont you agree, pet? Should've lead with that."

"Well..." You teased, smirking devilishly and purposely biting your lip. "You of all people should know- theres nothing more exciting than a reveal."

The Master paused, as if processing exactly what you'd just said. Processing for just that bit too long. His wide eyes softened into a hungry gaze, smirk quirking at the side of his mouth as he watched you intently. You'd seemingly caught him off guard, his delayed reaction adding to your concern.

"Well then, why don't you indulge me?" He asked, voice dripping with unspoken desperation and eyes furiously scanning over your body for any sign of the trigger unit.

"Where is it, dear?"

You smiled shyly, but internally you were starting to panic. If your intuition was correct, letting the Master, or whoever was truly driving him right now, get their hands on the trigger unit would be a very bad idea. You feigned a blush, moving to shy your face away and gesture to your back pocket. The Master quickly caught on and hummed out a laugh, charming and sweet, squeezing your connected hands in excitement.

"Oh good girl, you brought it with you. Best leave it with me, pet- dont want any old Cyberman getting their hands on it do we?"

And there it was. Just as you'd suspected.

You nodded in agreement, slowly removing your hand from the masters grip and reaching for your back pocket. The Masters hand moved to cup your chin, thumb brushing over your bottom lip, your tongue teasing the tip of his thumb, causing him to shiver.

"Thats my girl, such a good girl for me."

The Master's voice was barely a whisper, eyes alit with something inherently maniacal. You let out a trembling breath, a quiet moan erupting from your throat. The Master's low chuckle didnt help one bit, your lashes fluttering as you held your hand behind your back. You suddenly paused, taking a breath. What you were about to do was either going to save your neck or result in a very pissed off timelord- but you had to take the risk.

"Theres one teeny, tiny problem though." You murmured, flattening out your hand behind your back and pulling your grip from the masters other hand. The Master tilted his head, nose brushing against yours as he lifted your chin with two fingers.

"And what problem is that, pet?" He offered, voice soothing and eyes tinged with a certain level of confusion. Your eyes flickered between the cyber hardware and those familiar brown eyes.

"My problem?"

You took a final breath, pulling away from the masters face and straightening up. It was now or never.

"I'M NOT YOUR GIRL!"

You raised your hand and swung, palm fiercley colliding against the masters bare cheek with an all mighty crack. His head suddenly whipped to the side, fringe flopping wildly as the cyber hardware began to violently flash, his whole body jolting with a richochetting mechanical 'snap.'

The timelords jaw dropped in shock, a gutteral yell of pain soon errupting from his throat as he turned to face you with a viscious glare, hand flying to his reddening cheek. He lowly snarled as you raised your hand to strike him again, the Master's hand positioned to stop the incoming hit with sudden wide eyed recognition.

"OW, FUCK! Love, love it's me!"

Love. Thats right, you were love. It was always his favourite pet name for you. The Cyberplanner hadn't called you that once. Maybe that's why you knew wasn't him. He was a romantic bastard at hearts.

You kept your hand poised to strike, a frown tugging on the corners of your mouth as the Master rubbed his reddening cheek. You almost felt proud at how hard you were able to strike him. Almost. You leant close to his face and raised your eyebrow, the masters expression copying your own, as if you were looking into a confused funhouse mirror. You narrowed your eyes, the master soon realising and raising a cautionary finger.

"Dont you DARE get any more ideas about slapping me again!"

Yeah. This was definitely the Master. You couldnt help but hold back your grin.

"How did you know it was him?"

You slowly pulled the trigger unit from your back pocked, shaking it between two fingers before clutching it back into your palm. The Masters eyes followed intently, gaze shifting from the device to your face as you leant against the table.

"This was all he was after. I could tell something was wrong when he seemed far too interested in getting his hands on it."

"Ah, I see."

"Plus-" you started, unable to hide your blush as your lips quirked into a bashful smile.

"He didn't call me love. And thats something you never fail to do."

The Master's grin was tender, lips curving amorously, all the while propping his head upon his fist and digging his elbow into the table. He batted his long eyelashes playfully, causing butterflies to return to swarm in your stomach.

"I always knew you were an absolute glutton for my terms of endearment, love- you have an undeniable sweet tooth for affection. And, a surprisingly strong smack. Consider that information filed away for later."

You giggled lightly, shaking your head. Of course he'd consistently flirt in a time of crisis- that was one thing about him the Cyberplanner got right. You sighed and began to push yourself off the table, leaning over to steal a peck from his lips, a kiss which the Master eagerly returned with no protest. It almost hurt you to pull away, your brain telling to you head back in for more- but you had work to do.

"If you're done trying to woo me again, lover boy, you've got a game to win. Now hurry up and finish it so we can get off this plane-"

Snap. The Masters arm suddenly jolted, limb twitching as if struck by a sudden bolt of lightning. The arm ripped itself from under his chin with a harsh mechanical clang, his hand lurching to grasp tight purchase on your wrist. Sharp fingernails dug tightly into the skin of your wrist, your fist freezing and seizing up around the cylindrical devise in your hand. Your wide eyes met the masters own confusion, his expression tinged with struggle as you gasped in pain.

"Master that hurts, let go!"

The Master clenched his teeth together, huffing out a breath as he fought to pull his grasp from your hand. His fingers dug in tighter, nails almost drawing blood as you felt your wrist begin to buckle under his strength.

"I can't, he's got control of the other bloody arm!-"

You let out a painful whimper, your other hand flying to help prise off his fingers. He soon followed suit, letting out a growl as he grasped ahold of his other wrist. It became a vicious tug of war- his grip was an utter vice on your wrist, the skin reddening under his hold as his left arm began to squeeze the trigger unit from your fist, your pain exhumed with pitiful cries.

"NO! NO, NO NO!"

The Masters yell was visceral as the Cyberplanner prised the trigger unit from your fingers, winning the fight and releasing your wrist with a rushed, hasty flourish. You stumbled back with a cry, clutching your bruising wrist to your chest as the Master slammed the trigger unit hard and fast against the tabletop. You watched him in terrified awe- the trigger unit crumbling to dust under his strength, disintegrating into nothingness atop the checkerboard table.

"Master?..."

You both sat in stunned silence, the masters breath shallow as his eyes furiously darted from your wrist to the chessboard, mouth hung open in shock. You dared to step forward, slightly cowering from the timelord sat before you.

"Its my move-"

"Master- What do you mean?"

"He got exactly what he wants-"

"He wants to destroy the trigger?"

The Masters gaze slowly rose to meet your startled eyes, wide brows suddenly submerged within a thick layer of malice. You stepped back once more, stomach churning as a twisted smile ripped itself across the masters face. This was the smile reserved for those who the Master knew wouldn't live to tell the tale of your encounter- The headlights that trapped meek little deer's like you in its blinding beam: But this wasn't the Master. Not anymore.

"No, love-" the Master spat with a grin, making you involuntarily flinch. "I want to destroy you."

The gulp that cowered within your throat caused the Master, more accurately the Cyberplanner, to laugh darkly, sneering face leering at you imposingly across the table. You felt as if the breath has been snatched from your lungs, panic soon poisoning your veins like a vicious chill. The hairs on the back of your neck stood on end as the Masters lips curled into a smirk.

"You know, Y/N, Inhabiting the Master's brain has taught me so much- Its been an absolute education. Now I see why the Cyberium chose him. He's potent, passionate- he has potential. But, like your sniveling human kind, theres weakness. There always is."

You scrunched your nose into a snarl, wary of edging any closer to the Cyberplanner.

"The master isn't weak." You snapped, but the Cyberplanner inside him merely laughed.

"How sweet- but its all in vain, pet. Right now, your precious Master's brain is the hivemind of the new Cyber revolution. Call it a second chance at doing what he promised to do the first time, but failed at... miserably."

The Master suddenly gestured to the window, shaking fingers pointing to the sprawling hills of the abandoned amusement park you took refuge in. You felt your insides tumble over each other as they tied themselves into agonising knots. He seemed to sense your fear, shushing you with false tenderness.

"Don't be scared, can't you hear them? Can't you hear them waking, the new race of the Cyberiad? Your soon to be brothers and sisters? They're coming for you, little human. We're already inside you. The Master can't save you now."

You took a trembling step back away from the table. The Master noticed in an instant, body leaning forward to follow your escape with looming intimidation.

"The revolution is coming, my dear, and if you're not already in a grave- you'll be converted. But don't fret, little human: Your Master will get to watch you perish, as he stands above the bright new dawn of the Cybermen. It will be my honour."

The look in your eyes as you stood face to face with the Cyberplanner could rival a burning sun. But on the inside, your fear was chilling you to the bone. The Master slowly began to rise from his chair, fighting against his rope, your feet instinctively shuffling back against the aging marble floor as you began to back away towards the exit. His laughter formed to rumble in his chest, soon expelling out of his throat into a mutated, twisted snarl. You had no time now to indulge further in the Cyberplanners intimidation: you had to get back downstairs. You had to warn the platoon that a war was on the horizon.

"That's it, little human! Run! Run while you can!"

His fury soon fell on deaf ears, form deviously hunched atop of the chessboard as you disappeared through the arching stone. He watched you leave with a devilish enjoyment, his finger hovering over the central piece on the board- his absolute prize of the game: the Masters queen. The Cyberplanner couldnt hold back his prideful smile, his twisted gaze fixating on the pure white chess piece, his didgit circling the crown as the metallic hardware adorning the Masters face flashed with excitement.

"The sun is rising on a brand new dawn, time lord- your queen will soon be mine... and i'm not just alking about our little chess match, either."

The Master's finger left the chess piece, body sliding to sink back against the plush throne he was bound and tied upon. The same smile still graced his lips as he tapped his fingers against the arm of the chair- a haunting four beat drum tapped against the fading gold.

Internally, the Master begrudgingly knew time was running short. He needed to win this game- to save his own mind from destruction at the hand of the Cybermen, but protect the only thing he would ever put himself into this position for- you.

With a small, sudden click, the Cyberplanner began to relenquish control of the Masters body from his grasp- the Masters conscious slowly spilling out of submission and back into the drivers seat of his form, the Cyberplanners metallic laughter still echoing in his mind.

"We can't play this game forever, time lord, your little human said it herself. The cyberiad wants its victory that you promised, and it will most certainly collect.

It's time to finally finish what you started, Master:

Its time for the endgame."

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#dhawan!master #doctor who #sacha dhawan #the master #bbc doctor who #doctor who season twelve #spymaster #sacha!master #dhawan!master x reader #fanfiction #remastered #dhawan!master / reader #the master x reader #master x reader #reader insert #x reader #reader

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sweater-daddiesdumbdork · 4 years

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soft thought i had last night but forgot to send it because of my stupid head, chris and you laughing so much at something and then he starts placing soft kisses on your cheeks, your nose, your forehead, your chin, your eyelids and everywhere else he can💕

A/N- This went in a way totally unexpected, but Im okay with that. So fucking cute. <3

“Beer Chris?” You call out from the gallery kitchen as you take one out of the fridge, and a resounding ‘Yes baby’ made you grab another before hip checking the fridge shut. Dodger pranced next to you while you stepped out into the twilight evening. The sky was slowly melding into a Navy blue, and stars were scattering there way across the expanse. You cross the boats deck, screwing off the caps, you handed Chris his, which he tipped his head back and took a drag before setting it aside.

You were about to take a seat next to his, when his arm lopped around your hip and tugged you to his lap instead, leaving you sitting sideways, leaning into his chest. His head dipped to kiss the hollow of your neck, and nibble his way up to your ear, nuzzling his nose into your hair. “It was a good day today Babygirl.” He sighed with content, and let his hand smooth along the back of your thigh, and his palm rest on the curve of your ass. You smile and tilt your head to kiss the corner of his mouth, nodding. “It was, Im glad you brought me out to the dock for tonight. This is perfect.” You let your hand slide through his beard before continuing. “Also, thank you for making those flower beds this morning, I promise it will be worth it later this summer.”

Chris chuckled softly and reached back for his beer, arching his brows. “We will see, but if Dodger starts digging them, dont get to mad.” As Chris’s feet, you could hear Dodgers tail thumb against the wooden deck, having heard his name. You scowl at your boyfriend and reach down enough to pet against Dodgers lifted head. “He would never, your a good boy, arnt you Dodge.” Settling back in, your arm loped over his shoulder and you let your fingers brush absently through his hair at the back of his head. “So I plan on having your mom go with me to pick out the flowers. I loved the way she did her yard last year.”

“She would like that.” Chris smiled fondly at you for including his mother in your project. “You want me to call her about it?”

A shake of your head dismissed his offer. “No, I will stop in tomorrow morning and ask her. I got some stuff to drop off anyways she leant us at the last game night we hosted. She brought that dip, and Im gonna see if I cant bribe the recipe out of her.” Again Chris couldnt help but chuckle listening to you and dropping his head to just brush his lips against your shoulder while speaking. “You dont have to bribe her, I know my mom will give it to you if you ask.”

“My mama taught me that a little gift never hurts.” You shrug and let your fingers slide down the back of his neck and along his shoulder. Its turned almost dark now, just shadows could be seen in the yard, and the night sky has blossomed into what looks like a painting now, the boat rocking slightly with the sounds of water lapping up against the side. Your head tips back and you just admire what lays above you. Chris as well looks up, and he speaks softly.

“I was watching a documentary last night on Nat Geo about stars. Did you know a star is made of 73 percent hydrogen and 25 percent helium. The last 2 percent is just a bunch of other random gases?” You didnt, but you did now. Chris was always spouting off random facts he read or watched. You tipped your head and shook it at him.

“Actually your wrong Professor.”

“What do you mean? I think I have the facts right, I mean maybe my numbers are a bit off.” He reaches for his phone but you took it before he could open google to double check.

“Im shocked you dont remember your proper education Sir. Allow me to remind you.” Clearing your throat, you do your best to mimic Timon from the lion king.

“ They're fireflies. Fireflies that, uh... got stuck up on that big bluish-black thing.” You wave your hand absently to mimic the movie, and Chris started laughing hard, shaking a bit from it and wiping the tears that start streaming from his face.

“ Oh, gee. I always thought they were balls of gas burning billions of miles away.” He did his best impression of Pumba, making you giggle back that he was playing along. Putting on a stern face, you finish the scene with.

“Christopher, with you... Everything is gas.”

Chris and you are still laughing when he cups your face in his palm that had been on your ass before, tipping you close and kissing you all over your face, making you scrunch up your nose at the way his beard tickled, over your nose, your eyelids, along your forehead, and finally he landed on your lips, that one much more intimate and drawing you in closer. The laughter died down, and turned into soft sighs.

“You dont mind spending the night Babygirl?” He asked against your lips, and you wriggled in his lap slightly, enough to make him groan feeling you.

“Not at all, you gonna be my Captain?” smirking at him and he narrowed his gaze at your teasing.

“You know how I feel when you call me Captain in bed.” He stated, and you eased up to a stand, before he got up, you tugged at his hair lightly and brushed your lips against his, whispering.

“Oh yes Captain, my captain I sure do. Come down when your ready to show me your first mate.” You giggle, and he groans as you spin away, and dart down to below deck. Dodger perked watching you disappear, and Chris moves to a stand and starts to pick up there few things, whistling to Dodger, who bolted down the stairs, and Chris followed behind, turning off lights as he went till he joined you in the bedroom.

Next morning, your up well before Chris, going above deck and watching the sunrise come up over the water, life was fucking good.

#💕anon #amber requests #amber request

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anxiousfanchild · 3 years

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Since people liked my Teruteru posts, I’m going to be listing every character in V1 and V2 and saying if they are overrated or underrated and why. WILL CONTAIN SPOILERS FOR BOTH GAMES/ANIME

V1:

Junko: overrated, obviously. She’s very pretty but other then that? Not the best lmao?? Abused and manipulated Mikan and Mukuro

Makoto: Boring, was carried through the whole game by kirigiri. Not even all that funny in the anime, he’s just a boring kid.

Togami: A spoiled rich boy that messed with poor Chihiro’s body. He’s cute but a total asshole and a twink (derogatory). He should have been a victim.

Toko: I love her personality and her design is very pretty, but the way they are further demonizing DID with her character is horrible and I do not stan.

Leon: Underrated boy, everyone gives him a lot of shit for being the first murderer. He’s cute, he’s got a funky lil shirt (that he shares with nagito?) and hes got some scottish roots like me. A good boi (minus the fact he killed someone.)

Maizono: Overrated, shes not even all that pretty. The REAL musical ultimate was Ibuki and you can’t convince me otherwise.

Hifumi: He never did anything *wrong* in v1, but he gives off this horrible vibe. Probably has a body pillow of Kisa from Fruits Basket or smth gross like that.

Kiyotaka: In the fandom, his personality has been muddled down to “old gay man” but lets be real, if this dude wasnt in a killing game, he’d be a c*p (o)

Aoi: Her personality is literally eating and big boobs and closed lesbian. Not a fleshed out character and honestly, Sakura should have survived, not her.

Mondo: You’ve heard of mommy and daddy issues, now get ready for “I accidently killed my big brother when he gave me his biker gang when I was literally 15 years old and now I lay awake for nights thinking about and on top of that I might be gay and oh my god I just got turned into butter.” issues

Yasuhiro: 100% underrated. Is there colorism in the fact he’s one of the only dark skinned characters in this series and his personality is literally “spout off random bullshit and have the whole fandom think i’m a druggie?” yeah, but if i remember correctly, in the anime, he’s actually really smart or something? (in the second anime, not the first.) And he was really kind when he was taking care of Kiyotaka when Mondo died. He’s a good character, minus the obvious racial stereotypes

Sakura: Deserved to live. She was a great friend to Aoi and sacrificed herself so her friend could keep going. She’s a good gorl.

Chihiro: Prefacing this with I’m a Chihiro Kinnie: overrated and everyone in the fandom sexualizes him. Or headcanons him as mtf or nonbinary. It literally explains why he dresses as a girl (he was v v weak and sickly so if he convinced everyone he was a girl, they wouldnt pick on him for being a weak boy). Headcanon what you want, but dont come at me with the “hE wAnTs To Be A GiRl” cause youre literally erasing his entired character and the REASON mondo was able to kill him.

Celestia: She’s so creepy and mean? and not even in a cool way I just don’t like her. If Junko wasnt the mastermind behind this game, it totally would have been celestia. Manipulated Hifumi, framed Yasuhiro, and killed Hifumi and Kiyotaka. Not a fan with the double kill tbh

Kirigiri: I personally don’t like her cause she has no personality beyond “gotta solve this mystery like im fuckin scooby doo” and “I can’t believe its daddy issues!”

Mukuro: literally wants to fuck her sister. No.

V2: (I’m not finished with it yet, just finished the Mikan trial)

Teruteru: underrated and over villainized. he’s literally a horny teenager and was just trying to a) protect everyone from nagito cause he thought twogami was nagito and b) just wanted his mom.

Nagito: literally insane lol. If I hear him say anything else about hope, I’m going to scream.

Nekomaru: No personality minus “I need to take a shit”

Akane: (see Aoi) they are literally the same character

Ibuki: overrated, but I can see why. She was really nice and cool. (I also have an Ibuki interject in my system so I can’t really bad mouth her.)

Mikan: Annoying at most. If Junko didnt hurt her, she probably wouldnt have killed anyone.

Chiaki: I get.... v bad vibes from her, but I also kin her so its an odd toss up

Hajime: Whole personality is “fuck off nagito” and “orange juice in a wine glass”

Mahiru: No my favorite, I didnt really like her, but she was really nice to Hiyoko so she’s okay in my book.

Hiyoko: Underrated because no one takes into consideration: she is litearlly like 16 or 17, shes under 5 feet tall, she’s never gone through a killing game before, shes probably terrified. Thats why she’s mean. And she’s not even mean to everyone, just to Mikan really (who didnt deserve if but she was a really easy target)

Fuyuhiko: boss baby, tiny boy, underrated. He lost his sister and his best friend, let him be.

Peko: Eh?? if she didnt have a literal slave mentality she’d be cool (and i dont think it was hiko’s fault, cause there are many times where he was just trying to treat peko like a friend and she was in full human shield mode.)

Gundham: nice design, but the theatrics are getting on my nerves. Whats with the hamsters? I like his scarf though

Kazuichi: literally a giant perv, but i like his design and I have a small soft spot for pervy characters. If he would have left Sonia alone, he would have been an okay character.

Sonia: overrated, annoying, would fuck ted bundy and run a true crime blog on this gods damn website. Not a good girl and I’m surprised she hasnt killed kazuichi yet.

I dont think I missed anyone so here you go. Read it and weep /j

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tuffdwightwest · 4 years

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You Are my Best Friend Chapter 4

Snotlout didn't see Tuffnut at all the next day. Or in fact the day after that. He tried not to think about it. Even when he went up to eat with the gang and he didn't show. Something even Hiccup commented on. But besides that nobody seemed to care.

However soon talk about Heather and Dagur visiting distracted even Snotlout. Heather. This was a good opportunity. As far as he knew she still wasn't with anyone so Snotlout was a perfect choice. Grinning, he stood up, forgetting Tuffnut as he went back to his hut. Tomorrow, he would woo Heather into loving him.

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Come tomorrow, Snotlout was waiting with the other riders. Eyes to the sky as he waited for the familair forms of the two berserkers. Toothless and Stormfly were playing near by while Hiccup and Astrid lay cuddled together. Fishlegs was feeding Meatlug, not like the dragon needed it. Meanwhile Snotlout was leaning on Hookfang, the red dragon sleeping peacefully.

Snotlout was almost completely relaxed when finally they heard it. The telltale clicking of the triple stike as well as a flash of silver which revealed the Razorwhip. Quickly scrambling to his feet Snotlout grinned as the other riders showed up. "Brother!" Dagur announced once he was close enough.

Leaping off of Sleuther as he quickly pulled Hiccup into a tight hug. "Ahaha Dagur always great to see you," Hiccup commented with his usual amount of sass. Promoting Dagur to let him go.

"Heather it is great to see you again." Fishlegs soft voice sounded. Before Heather could respond though, Snotlout suddenly pushed between them.

"Hey Heather babe. I missed you. Should come around more often. My hut is always open for you." Snotlout stated.

To know ones surprise, Heather just looked unamused before just smiling at Fishlegs. "Its great to see you as well." She said with a soft smile before she ignored them both and walked over to Astrid.

Snotlout was about to attempt again when the two girls suddenly announced that they were going on a flight. Soon they both left and the boys left over just headed towards the grand hall. "Seem to have way more dragons here then last time I saw you." Dagur commented. Prompting Hiccup to get in a long speel about his dragon utopia.

Snotlout likewise, just ignored it. Bored and annoyed, his thoughts going back to Heather. Or at least, they were supposed too. Right up until he saw a loose chicken walking around. Reminding him of a certain twin instead. And it was as if the thought of him suddenly caused him to manifest as a familiar helmet poked around the corner.

Snotlout forgetting how they left it immediately turned to go greet Tuff. Only to falter as Eret of all people walked out.

Laughing.

Laughing with Tuff. Touching him on the shoulder as well which for some reason aggravated Snotlout. He didn't even notice how angry he must have looked till he reached them. "Hey, where were you?" Snotlout demanded. As if he had a right to know.

Both of them seemed surprise by his sudden outburst. Each with varying degrees of reaction. "Fishing." Tuffnut finally responded with a shrug.

"If you can call it that. I've never been on a fishing trip with half as many explosions as what you caused." Eret scoffed causing Tuff to break into his familiar cackle.

"If my sis was here, I assure you, it would have been much worse." Tuff shot back.

"Oh I have no doubts." Eret responded with a grin.

Snotlout just watched the exchange however, his eyes widening. Especially when he noticed how close the two seemed to have gotten. He didn't know why that upset him right up until, "Perhaps a drink is in order, Tuffy?"

The world narrowed into that one word. The nickname. The nickname only he called Tuffnut. His nickname. "No, there will be no drinking." And no calling my best friend by my nickname! Snotlout thought in his head.

"What why?" Tuffnut responded this time. Snotlout stammered for a moment before finally deciding on a lie.

"Cause... Hiccup... wanted us to go out scouting together. Yeah a scouting mission. Dagur and Heather just arrived here. He wants to make sure neither were followed." Snotlout said. Spouting out one of his better crafted lies.

Must have sounded plausible cause Tuff just groaned becoming his usual dramatic self. "That weak chinned Tyrant." He muttered before sighing.

"Maybe another day?" He then suggested turning towards Eret. The other viking just shrugged, "Sounds good." He said but he gave a curious look at Snotlout. Studying him before glancing once more at Tuff.

"Well best to leave you to it." He finally said turning and leaving the two alone. Once he walked away however, the stillness between them became more awkward.

"Am I riding with you then or does H expect me to go train a new dragon?" Tuff asked, mildly amused.

"Uh me." Snotlout responded shaking his head to try to clear it before turning to call Hookfang.

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Once in the air, Snotlout felt a bit more relieved. Able to catch his breath. Despite the weight arms wrapped around his torso and the occasional comment. It was always freeing to be up in the air. "Ah.. I needed this." Snotlout commented.

"It is pretty nice out. Hope my sister is flying Barf and Belch enough..." Tuff commented, voice going a bit distant as he looked north. Where his sister should be. A hand coming up to rest on his dragontooth necklace.

"I'm sure she is." Snotlout responded to put the other at ease. He stiffened however when Tuff suddenly leaned up against his back. So his whole body was resting on him.

"Wha-what are you doing?" Snotlout stammered.

"Tired. Gonna take a nap." Tuff responded easily. And it was as if he could just summon sleep cause a few seconds later a gentle snore sounded from him. Normally this would be where he knocks the other into the water and laughs at his expense. But today, he didn't. In fact he shifted Hookfang so he was flying more smoothly on the thermals.

"Rrarg?" Hookfang commented. One eye looking up at him. Almost teasingly but also a bit of a question.

"What?"

A head nod towards Tuff who at that moment nuzzled more into the furs Snotlout was wearing. That one movement causing his heart to skip a beat.

Hookfang however just chuckled shaking his head as it looked forward. "What? What's so funny?" Snotlout demanded annoyed. Before he could react however Hookfang suddenly dived down. Forcing Snotlout to grab onto him quickly only to feel the other rider slipping.

"Hookfang!" He cried out turning and grabbing onto Tuff who was clearly waking if his grunt was any indication. It was too late however, as Snotlout grabbed onto him. The other boy also lost hold and ended up dragging them both off the dragon. Before he could even scream though they seemed to land in something soft.

Hay.

Scrambling up, Snotlout watched as Hookfang landed. Turning to look at him as rider and dragon had a stare off. "Hookfang what in Loki's name was that?" Snotlout huffed. Attempting to get up from the pile only to lose his footing almost falling out. He would have if it wasnt for Tuff suddenly reaching out and grabbing his arm. Righting him up.

Besides still looking a bit glossy eyed, Tuff was smirking. "Your dragon loki'd us." He teased. Also attempting to get up only to trip as well. This time falling right into Snotlout. The both of them falling out of the wagon and landing hard on the ground.

Tuff taking the landing first and Snotlout landing on top of him. Tuff just burst out laughing about it but Snotlout was distracted. Staring down at Tuff. The others body squished beneath him. The way his cheeks flushed a little when he laughed. That dorky grin. That...

Oh thor.

Scrambling away from Tuff, Snotlouts eyes were wide. "Whoa is there something on my face?" Tuff asked suprised at the sudden departure.

Snotlout however was pacing. Or at least moving away from Tuff so the other couldn't see. The current predicmant that was forming. 'What why? How is this. I like him? I can't... I can't like him.' Snotlout monologued to himself. He kept internally freaking out until he heard Tuff talk again a bit detached.

"Did I do something?" He asked. Sounding honestly worried, going as far as biting his lip. Snotlout couldn't look long at him without his face turning red. Which seemed to be a mistake as Hookfang just watched him judgingly. Nodding his head towards Tuff as if telling him to go get him.

"I think I know where we are. Could probally fins my way back home if you need some time?" Tuff offered, getting to his feet. Looking about ready to leave.

"Tuff wait." Snotlout called. Tuff did stop turning to look at him again. Wary. A look Snotlout didnt exactly like to see on him.

Opening and closing his mouth though, Snotlout found he couldn't say it. He still didn't understand what it meant. So instead he focused on something else, "Eret called you Tuffy." He accused.

This honestly took Tuff by surprise, "Yeah, so?"

"That's... my name... for you." Snotlout stated. Biting his lip feeling stupid for even saying it.

Tuff was honestly hard to read as he waited for the twin to respond. "Why is it so important to you?" He asked.

"It just is! It's my name for you. My special name for my best friend. Yout my Tuffy, no one elses." He said stomping his feet for emphasis. After his little spazz though he took a deep breath before looking up at Tuff.

He didn't expect the other so close, his eyes searching his. "Your tuffy hm?" He asked. "Did I understand that right?" He inquired causing Snotlout to gulp as he took a step back.

"I don't know what you mean."

"Me neither."

Silence between them. Rare especially with these two but awkward times call for awkward measures.

"We should head back."

"Yeah."

#tuffnut #Snotlout tufflout #yambf #httyd

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sablesides-writing-corner · 5 years

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“Do You Remember How We Met?” “I Try Not To.” With Moduke?

Patton was sitting on the floor, head in his boyfriend's lap, glasses on the table in front of him. Remus' hands were buried in his hair, it was nice, Patton liked these types of days. The days he could just relax, not think about anything.

Or at least, he'd hoped he wouldnt think of anything. But a distant siren set off bells in his head.

"Remus. . ." he said, barely audible.

"Yes sugarcookie?" said Remus, he stopped running his fingers through Patton's hair.

"Do you. . . remember how we met," he said, a little louder this time.

It was then that Remus seemed to notice the sirens. He pulled Patton onto the couch and into his lap. "I try not to sugarcookie, I really try," he said, the sadness in his eyes appearent even if he tried to hide it.

It was a sweltering spring day in May. Patton was walking down the street, a box of cookies in his hands, stuffing his face till crumbs fell down the light blue dress he'd put on. It was his first day of summer camp, and he'd never been more excited.

Until he got to the cabin. There were three other boys rooming with him, twins Remus and Roman, and a kid named Emile, Patton liked Emile, even though he couldnt talk to him, Patton decided to start learning sign language right then and there, it was a good thing they had classes for it at the camp.

Patton and Emile spent most of the days at camp together, much to the shargrine of the twins. But one day Emile got sent home early, something about a family emergency. Patton was happy he at least got Emile's phone number before he left.

But that was the end of the happy days of summer, Patton hadnt made any other friends, he didnt think anyone wanted to be friends with him, he was short, he was chubby, and he had glasses and a tooth gap and wore dresses, like a girl.

So Patton sat alone in the mess hall, didnt try to talk to anyone else, just watched them whisper, some would look at him, so he knew which ones were talking about him.

Then came the day it all went down. Remus sat next to him, he looked a lot like his brother, yes, but he had already started growing a mustache, even at 15, his hair was more brown then auburn, and his eyes were red instead of green.

"Why do you sit alone all the time, you dont seem like the type who doesnt like people, you used to sit with Emile all the time," Remus said, tilting his head.

"I guess I just miss Emmy, he left and I didnt make any other friends so now I don't know what to do," Patton said.

"Well, I'll sit with you then! I can be the new Emmy!" Remus said, patting him on the back. Patton laughed.

So there was a new friendship, that lasted until 9pm. Patton and Remus had been climbing a tree, Remus helping Patton stay balanced. Until they heard rustling in the bushes below. Everything after that was a blur, for Patton at least. He only remembered hearing voices, the feeling of the wind as he fell, and the thick scent of blood when he hit the ground. He remembered ringing, and sirens, and thinking he was going to die.

He didnt go back to summer camp after that, he didnt climb trees, he was no longer in the running for top of his class, he'd nearly been paralyzed and still couldnt walk normally. The day he met the love of his life was marked by tragedy. He only talked to Emile from then on. They texted each other at and after and before school.

Then a new student came, Remus Duke-Prince, and his brother, Roman Prince-Duke. Patton couldnt remember Remus, it hurt his head trying to think to hard about things. But Remus seemed to remember him. Always offering to carry his books, always watching for loose tiles or pavement. Patton found it sweet. Then one day, Remus told him about what happened, the apologies that spouted from his mouth after that were enough to make Patton dizzy.

"It wasnt your fault, you didnt push me off," he would say. Remus would come up with another excuse about how horrible he was not to have seen them coming, not to have tried to catch Patton, not to have told him they couldnt go out that late at night. So Patton did the next best thing, kissed him smack-dab on the lips. The apologies were quiet after that, Remus was quiet after that.

And then they were back on the couch. The sirens stopped, Patton relaxed, Remus continued running his fingers through his hair.

Do you remember the day we met?

The day you saved my life.

#cori answers #ts patton #ts remus #moduke #intruality #tw blood #tw injury #tw head injury #tw head trauma #tw paralysis mention

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youngmistressofchopchop · 4 years

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I did it. Now I dont write, I draw so this is not gonna be so good. Its been through many revisions and I realized I spelt "Yuseke" as "Yueske the entire time so forgive me ill fix that next chapter. My Kuwabara x oc story:

It was finally cold again. Miyoko was overjoyed, she had never liked summer. Sure there was no school and she had more time with friends, but she couldn't stand the heat. She detested those sweaty nights, or how the bugs always bothered her, actually she didnt care for any part of summer.

Miyoko had dropped so many hints over the years and yet somehow, Kuwabara still had no clue. His air-headed-ness was cute, but it made things difficult for the shy girl Miyoko was. She just couldn't work up the nerve to say something, and when she did, something would always interrupt her. However, today she planned to change that! Miyoko got dressed up as cozy as she could, ready for what her and her friends had planned and with a gleam of excitement in her eyes, she headed out the door.

That was apart from going to see her crush, Kazuma Kuwabara's baseball games, he would play every summer. When they were younger, he played in an official team wearing his "Mötor Head" jersey and smoking every opposing team he played against. Miyoko never missed a single game! Every home run, every strike, and every fight that broke out because of a bad call, she was there. When they got older, she would be there to watch him play against his friends, still wearing that jersey. She was always supportive of him, she was madly in love with him, and had been for awhile.

"Urameshi!! Where do you think you're going?? I was talking to you!" Kuwabara's feet hit the sidewalk with force as he sprinted after Yueske, who had walked only a few feet, forcing Kuwabara to stop abruptly frantically trying to steady himself without falling. After regaining balance, Kuwabara grabed a fists full of his friend's jacket to pull him close aggressively.

"D-Dont tell anyone! Or I'll break your mouth, so you cant tell anyone nothin' ever again!!" Kuwabara's face was as red as the setting sun. Unfazed, Yuseke stared at Kuwabara blankly for a short second before sighing and shrugging the big flustered fool off of him.

"Listen man, I wont say anything. But this is getting really annoying. Ive told you before that you should just go through with it. Whats your problem with admitting to her anyways?" Yuseke looked to the helpless man and immediately regretted asking. Kuwabara looked off dramatically twords the orange and red sky. His shoulders slouched, slumping over, and fiddling with his hands.

"I....Shes really pretty, ya know? And...Im well...ya know?" His voice trailed off, as if wanting reassurance he was being foolish. When there was no reply, Kuwabara peeked up with a quivering bottom lip.

Yueske stood with his hands in his pocket saying nothing, only wearing a furrowed brow and tight lips. Suddenly, he burst into laughter. Causing Kuwabara to stand up straight and look at him even more embarrassed, and ready to punch him.

"I never thought I'd hear the great Kuwabara, warrior of love, admit to being ugly!!" Mocked Yueske. He bent over shaking his head and slapping his leg, resting his other elbow on his knee and laughing loudly. He straightened and wiped a fake tear from his eye. Kuwabara gasped in shock.

"What?? Ugly??" Again Kuwabara grabbed at his friend, this time missing and falling. He quickly got up and held up a threatening fists.

"Im not ugly!! Im just not a romantic type!!" He rubbed his fists on his chest.

"I am a warrior of love, so I know how to treat a lady and how to talks to girls, I just....." He paused, his mouth moving like hes trying to remember how talking works. "She's different!!" He finaly blurted out. "She reads them girly romance books that Kurama likes!!" With a frustrated grunt, Kuwabara rubbed his neck nervously and spoke in a much more serious tone.

"Ive known her a real long time, and I cant tell her yet cuz I'm kinda worried she only thinks of me like how Shizuru thinks of me." Yueske picked up on the seriousness of the situation and scoffed trying to lighten things up again.

"Well you are ugly, but I think she likes you anyway. Besides man, why asks me? You think I read them werid books?" Yueske pat Kuwabara awkwardly on the shoulder.

"No way. I asked cuz you have a girlfriend!!" Kuwabara turned to look at Yueske who was moving his arm away.

"So? Doesnt mean I know what im doing, just asks Keiko." The boys laugh, seeming to have calmed down a great deal. Before much more could be said, four familiar and approaching voices could be heard chatting playfully.

"Oh dear, you didnt actually take me seriously did you, Miyoko?" Botan said in a teasing tone.

"I did!! I'm gullible, you cant just tell me anything about spirit world.I will believe it!! Everytime!" The two girls laughed.

"I've noticed," Interjected Kurama. "You have managed to retained alot of attributes from your childhood haven't you? I find that interesting." Kurama continud, wrapping an arm around Botan.

"Alot of people say that...is that a bad thing? I'm not immature am I?" Miyoko felt nervous now. Maybe that was the why Kuwabara never seemed to return her feelings, perhaps she wasn't mature enough for a relationship.

Keiko quickly spouted, "No no! I don't think he meant it like that, I think it's cute!" Keiko put a reassuring arm around Miyoko and smiled a friendly smile.

"Ofcourse! Its an admirable trait." Kurama said as Botan giggled.

Botan wagged her finger and pointed it at Miyoko with a knowing smile "Im on to you! You shouldn't feel so insecure!" Botan pulled her arm back and used it to hug Kurama's arm. "Don't be so hard on yourself, I know you're simply nervous, so you're being extra critical of yourself, but you'll do fine!" Botan hummed encouragingly. "And, we all look fantastic!" Botan added as they all rounded the corner.

Keiko stopped dead in her tracks, and started tapping her foot. "Well, most of us are...Yueske! I thought I told you to dress up!!" Keiko pouted, walking over to her boyfriend's side.

Yueske was the most casually dressed out of all of them. Just wearing his usual faded blue jeans, black converse shoes, plain yellow shirt and favorite green and yellow windbreaker jacket. He looked even more underdressed standing next to Keiko. She was wearing a lovely pale pink turtleneck, a plum purple suspender skirt reaching to her knees, long white socks, and loafers to match her skirt. Despite their contrasting attire, they somehow matched perfectly.

Yueske wrapped his arm around Keiko's shoulder and smirked."Kuwabara isnt dressed up." He looked over to Kuwabara and nodded his way while jutting his thumb twords his friend.

"What!! I am too!! This is the nicest thing I got!! Other than like...a tux or something!!" Kuwabara wore a blue Letterman jacket, a red sweater with dark blue jeans, and brown dress boots laced in black, he was indeed dressed up quite nicely. Miyoko blushed at the sight of his clothing, he cleaned up nicely as always. She couldn't help but smile at him, it was always a slight surprise to see him out of his school uniform. Kuwabara had a simular reaction to Miyoko's choice of clothing. She dawned a wine red A-line dress, knitted black leggins, and shin high beige lace up boots. She wasn't one to dress up like this, but she wanted to tonight, it was a special night after all.

Trying to redirect the situation and prevent Yueske and Kuwabara from fighting, Botan chimed in. "Well, I never have to worry about Kurama when it comesto presentation! Unless ofcourse, he's overdressed and making me look a fool!" Kurama and Botan giggled to eachother looking the most put together, like they were the parents of the group. Tonight, everyone was going their part to help Miyoko's odds, evident by Botan, who was wearing something much different from her usual choice of clothing.

She modelled a white turtle neck dress, form fitting reaching just above her knees with a small slit on the right side, with sleeves that reached slightly past her palms, she wore her wedding ring, hoop earings, beige velvet tights, and blue slip on flats to top off the look. To match her, Kurama dressed just as nice. Wearing a white button up tucked neatly into his dark brown pants, red suspenders with red suede shoes laced in black, and a matching wool trench coat to top complete it all. Now everyone felt underdressed.

"So what are we doing anyway?" Yueske asked scratching his cheek. Keiko shook her head "Are you serious? You've been waiting around this long, and you dont even know why??" Yueske simpled shrugged "I guess?"

Botan sighed looking tired, Yueske was a handful for everyone. "Dont you remember, Yueske? I told you this morning! We're all having dinner!"

Botan motioned to the brick building everyone was standing next to. "You've been standing right next to the restaurant! Where I told you we would be meeting up, seriously! You didn't connect the dots?" Botan tilted her head with a hopeless look. Yueske gritted his teeth and roughly pulled Keiko by her hip to his, talking through his teeth. "Whatever!!" He sighed and let go of Keiko fixed his hair flustered, he brought his fists down onto his palm talking loudly. "So now that we're all here, can we go?? Im starving and you guys took all damn evening to get here!"

Keiko lightly kicked his shoe pouting up at him. "Hush!! Its not our fault you dont listen, besides you didnt even try to dress nice! So I dont feel sorry for you." Yuseke quickly stepped aside and raised his voice a bit "Hey! Didnt ya hear me?? I didn't know what was going on!!" Keiko roughly poked her boyfriend's chest, "Again, not our problem! Listen and you wouldn't have to worry!!"

Kurama was the first to put a stop to the bickering. He took a wide step twords the brick building and grabbed the glass doors handle, he opened the door and motioned for everyone fallow him inside.

So theres that. I'll write more soon. I hope its as fun to read as it was fun to write.

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guettaes · 6 years

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Found You - Leon S. Kennedy x Reader Deviantart @yuuki332

Leon was on edge ever since you his partner since after the Raccoon City infection took place was suddenly noted as 'Missing'. The president had told Leon he set out other agents to search for you but they ended up coming back empty handed or plain out right dead.

It wasn't long till the new virus hit and sadly the president was turn, forcing Leon to shoot him in order for Helena to be saved. Even though he found himself fighting thorough yet another outbreak that brought bad memories he still tried to look for you as they checked in places where ever they went to make sure it was either clear or in search for what they had needed.

"What's wrong?" Helena asked as she noticed his quick movements for a while now.

"It's nothing." He replied not wanting to bring it up yet.

"It has to be something, come on...were partners for this." Helena told.

Sighing Leon slumped his shoulders and turned to her, stopped walking he looked right at her.

"My partner for most missions....and my girlfriend...has been missing for almost a year now." He told her.

"What?" Helena whispered.

"Her name is (Y/N) (L/N), I met her back in Raccoon City along with two others....we have been working together ever since." He finished then walked off to hurry and get this thing over with.

Helena was kind of shocked, a skilled agent like you got kidnapped? It was true she heard of you cause of people either talking out loud or whispering to one another about the 'missing agent' but she also knew from kind of reading files that you were skilled in hand-to-hand combat and had good speed and reflects...but you were human so it wasn't like you were always on point.

Even skilled agents would get caught off guard sometimes, but she could feel the emotion coming off Leon. He blamed himself for not noticing anything sooner...for not being able to protect you more.

Though in Leon's mind he knew he wouldn't give up until he at least seen a body, no...you weren't dead he wouldn't believe that at all. You've gotten shot a couple of times yet lived through it.

'She's okay...I just got to find her soon...' He thought.

----

A dark room with a metal door in the far end only had the light of the moon shining down. A single figure laid on the cold hard ground, arms bound behind their back. Cuts and wounds covered their body by countless of beatings for having a smart mouth at some words or not even telling the captor where what they had been looking for was.

Yup....in this very room was you.

Breathing heavy you had your eyes closed you (H/C) bangs covered your eyes, that was one of your annoyance with your hair, but didnt ever dare cutting it. The room though had no way to get out..the window was to high to climb out from and the metal door was only able to lock from the outside..so with all the faith you had left you waited.

You knew Leon would find you, and no matter how long it took you'd believe in him and wait.

"I'm waiting Leon....come for me soon..." You whispered.

----

Leon and Helena were finally able to kill Simmons and make him pay for the shit he had put the city into and everything else, now his mind was back on you.

Where were you?

"Leon, before we head back lets try looking for her." Helena suggested.

"We don't even know where she is." He sighed.

As if someone was reading their minds a call came through to Leon's phone, it was Hunnigan.

"Hunnigan? What is it?" Leon asked.

"I believe I have finally figured out (Y/N) location." She replied.

"Really? Where?" Helena asked.

"At some island south from where you are now. I traced back where the location was the moment a message came through." Hunnigan replied.

"Message?" Leon asked.

"Yes...you might want to not see this Leon...but it was sent in five minutes ago..." Hunnigan frowned and sent the video to Leon's phone.

Leon raised his free hand while Helena took control of the helicopter, he wasn't sure what would be shown but he knew inside it couldn't be something good from Hunnigan's words.

But he had to know what happened to you.....so he pressed play..

**In The Video**

"Why hello their Agent Kennedy, gotcha little girl friend here." A males voice spoke out.

"What shall I do to you to get a message across?" He laughed.

Picking you up he resulted into beating you, your yells of pain even coughs when his foot connected with your stomach was heard. The camera was moved to be more closer to you showing your new formed wounds.

"Now Agent Kennedy this girl sure is strong, know how to pick them huh?" The male laughed as the camera shook to prove the bastards enjoyment for hurting you.

"I wonder though...would it hurt..." He started.

What happened next made Leon have his eyes widen slightly and flinch.

The damn man moved the camera along with him and showed a metal bar that had been bent, it seemed to look like a crowbar but it was far from it. Hearing the males laughter as he placed it in a fire pit it was for the moment Leon knew what would happen next...

The bastard was gonna leave a reminder on you..one that would maybe even make you remember this torture.

"Say hello to some heat." The male cackled with laughter.

Placing the burning metal on your back your scream was so loud, it left a scar right there in the same shape of the metal bar that was placed there.

"A little reminder of her hell." The guy laughed and ended the video.

**Video End**

"That was all that was sent...." Hunnigan finally spoke after a few minutes of silence.

"My god...." Helena managed to get out from what she had heard.

"Who is this man?" Leon asked doing his best to control his anger.

"We don't know, since he didn't show his face and seemed to distort his voice...we are guessing it's someone smart..." Hunnigan replied.

"Alright....we will return with (Y/N) cause as of now....Helena and I are gonna go after her." Leon told.

"Okay be careful there and keep me posted, I'll get a medical team set up for the signal." Hunnigan told before hanging up the call.

Putting his phone away he helped Helena with the helicopter, he was gonna save you no question there at all.

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Your back hurt like hell, the burn mark was hurting so bad that you didn't dare move. Knowing it would scar over you decided to think of something else rather then how much pain your were in. Actually you thought of someone else. Closing your eyes you pictured being at home with Leon..small smile on your face formed as you knew that soon very soon you'd see him again.

And just how right you were indeed.

---

An hour passed and both Leon and Helena set the helicopter down on a clearing. Pulling their hand guns out they looked around then soon found a big building in the distance.

"That must be where she's being held." Leon spoke.

"Then let's go!" Helena replied.

Like usual they had to get through a lot of things that were set up to keep people away, traps even lasers. Heck even zombies or mutated undead people, seemed like this guy got his hands on some virus. That was one thing he had to make sure to not let roam free.

"Damn this place got infected too?" Helena asked.

"I'm not sure..who ever this is must of got their hands on some of it.." Leon replied.

It took a while before they finally found a door to get inside of the said building. Apparently this guy was rich cause the room they were in was huge and well sorted out. Putting their ear pieces in they nodded at one another and went each way to look for you.

Leon to the left, and Helena to the right.

They would find you soon, and that was a silent promise.

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"Looks like we got some visitors...." The male grinned as he watched from the monitors.

"Oh my dear (Y/N)...this will be a fun game to play." The male laughed pulling his hood off his head.

The male had short brow hair and green eyes, though his green eyes held nothing but arrogance, and insanity. He was the guy at one point you were suppose to stop but he ended up clearing his path and getting away.

His name...Shiron.

Shiron was one guy that admired the whole ideal of the virus so much that he stole one sample and set it off through out his island's people. The bastard didn't care if the people of this island that was once peaceful and beautiful...his care wasn't even there he didn't give two shits about all the lives he killed.

"Welcome to my game." He smirked.

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Leon looked through every door but found nothing but empty bedrooms, this was growing more and more frustrating for him but he kept this feeling back and focused on finding you. He just simply had to.

Soon the two had regrouped and shook their heads, this was so hard on Leon that he believed this was missed information.

But the idiots sure love to spout about their evil plans don't they?

Clapping was hear from the high staircase, their guns raised towards the guy. Shiron walked down the stairs slowly.

"So you lived through my little puppets, wow this game is fun!" He laughed.

"Where's (Y/N)?!" Leon shouted.

"Ah...the girl...strong women she sure is." He laughed remembering what he had done to you.

"The hell you do all that to her for?!" Helena spoke next.

"I was just sending you guys a message." He smirked.

"Message of what?" Leon asked not having a good feeling.

"This!" He pressed a button.

"The names Shiron, remember that as you die!" Shiron laughed.

Doors from either side opened and B.O.W's walked out leaving Shiron to be able to get away.

"Wait!" Leon shouted shooting the guy in the side.

A yelp was heard but that didn't stop Shiron from getting the hell out of there, leaving the two agents to deal with the B.O.W's.

**Time Skip**

Since the B.O.W's were now dead the two ran up the stairs and rushed down the hall Shiron went. Lucky for them the mans blood lead his path. And it was all because of the single bullet that Leon shot at him.

Following it they came to the door where it had a small pool of blood, it was indeed the metal door you were in.

"This is it.." Leon whispered.

"Let's go." Helena replied in a whisper.

Opening it as quick as he could from the metal door they quickly got in and pointed their guns at Shiron. Who had you in his arms with a knife to your throat. Of course you were passed out and unknown to the events unfolding.

"One move and I slice her throat." He warned.

"It's over give up." Helena glared.

"Hand her over." Leon demanded.

This went on for a moment longer before Leon had quickly got him away from you and Helena took the chance to knock him out.

With that now clear Leon cut the ropes around your wrists and took you into his arms.

"(Y/N)?" He asked.

When you didn't answer he placed his ear on your chest, hearing your heart still beating he sighed in relief and smiled at you. He finally did it...he found you.

Though the reunion was cut sort since he got a call by Hunnigan.

"Did you find her?" She asked once Leon answered.

"Yeah, she's passed out but she's alive." Leon answered.

"Good there should be a medical team soon arriving on the island, get to the front. And do not worry more agents will come there to rid of whatever is on there." Hunnigan told.

Once the call ended he put his phone back in his pocket and picked you up into his arms, rushing to get out of this building he found himself soon outside and once the medical team noticed him they rushed over and took you from his arms and hurried back to the aircraft to give you some medical attention.

***Few Days Later***

When word got out of Agent (L/N) being found the agents around were relieved you were back, alive and safe. Some visited your hospital room and some even left flowers and get well cards. The doctors were able to help you with the wounds you got...but the burn mark indeed would leave a scar.

Leon though didn't leave your side, not even for a second. Course that didn't mean he didn't go home he did indeed go there to take a shower and eat but other then that he refused to leave.

Since a few days went by and you weren't awake Leon grew even more worried about you even if you were in a stable state.

Though that worry washed away when he saw your hand twitch and your eyes opening.

"Leon?" You whispered.

"Hey." He smiled.

"I knew you'd come for me." You smiled back.

Leon chuckled and leaned over, pressing his lips to yours for a soft kiss that had be long waited. He'd tell you soon from what you missed but for now he wanted you to recover and be okay enough to be told.

He found you, and you knew that in time he would. And here you are now safe and right back where you belong.

With him.

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