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Pedro Pascal Character Fic Recs | Vol 37

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Howdy folks!

Welcome to my bi-weekly fic rec list! This is everything I read in the last two weeks. It's... a lot. I did March Fic Madness and also just was generally in a reading mood so there's like 40 fics here. They're in alphabetical order by boy.

All info provided by the author unless it was blank, in which case I filled it in.

Constellations in his eyes

Dave York one shot by @janaispunk

Your fiancé stands you up on your birthday. Dave doesn’t.

infidelity, shitty boyfriend, angst, fluff, kissing, able-bodied reader, reader has hair, no use of y/n

What Love Means

Dave York one shot by @ravensmadreads

Dave has a panic attack and you help him through it

So David is probably ooc (but this version of him is my comfort character sorry), description of a panic attack, mentions of canon violence, and like the barest hint at smut.

The Mess of Us

Dave York one shot by @ravensmadreads

I gave david york my heart and then proceeded to bash it with a sledgehammer - forgive me :p this is the same universe as What Love Means

vague smut, lots of angst (i mean i tried), almost entirely canon compliant, vague-ish attempt at smut, mild cursing, insane use of italics.

The One

Dieter one shot by @schnarfer

If one thing had been different, would everything be different today?

Bit of emotional torment, drink and drugs references, Dieter POV, happy ending? Always Fleabag coded.

Purple Haze

Dieter one shot by @schnarfer

that boy put a spell on you

1960’s London Dieter Bravo AU, heavy on the British slang, explicit alcohol and drug references, reader is a model but no physical descriptions, outfit descriptions, swearing, sort of enemies to lovers if you squint, smut; protected PIV, light bondage, reader is in control and Dieter is a subby puddle, pet names (angel, doll, darling), light dirty talk, playful slaps. Just a note we’re always very Fleabag coded here.

House Arrest

Dieter one shot by @rulexofxnines

Dieter stays over at your place out of desperation. Things get out of hand so you take control of the situation.

forced proximity, only one bed, a goat

The Howler Monkey

Dieter one shot by @covetyou

You got him here, he was safely tucked away upstairs and everything was going, mostly, according to plan. So, who the fuck is screaming?

no smut but some nudity, implied drug use/addiction, little bit silly, mildly angsty, performance anxiety, screaming, Dieter Bravo's soft cock. basically mild hurt/comfort/fluff with my usual bit of silliness.

Vampire!Dieter

Dieter one shot by @chronically-ghosted

Interview with a vampire, gatsby style

flirting, a bit of blood, maybe dubcon due to The Thrall but i think it's safe to say we all want It from vampire!dieter, unbeta-ed because i needed to write something or someone was going to die

Brick House

Dieter one shot by @nerdieforpedro

Dieter buys a house for you and the baby

mention of past drug use, fertility issues, mention of sperm donation and clinics, false pretenses, Dieter might be a bit obsessed or a lot

Stay sexy and don't get murdered

Dieter one shot by @chronically-ghosted

Trapped behind a secret wall to hide from a murderer, the close proximity forces you and Dieter to confront feelings you rather bury underneath your case to prove your favorite neighbor didn’t commit suicide.

brief moments of tv-appropiate terror, arguing, mentions of suicide, mentions of death/murder, but more importantly: smut (like half of this is smut), oral (f!receiving), dieter’s bare ass nearly catching on fire, too many feelings for something that started as a crack fic idea

Fare Well

Dieter one shot by @nerdieforpedro

Dieter has been working so hard. He still has an issue that might be because of his mind. What can he do about it? Do anything else.

unhealthy coping, sexual dysfunction, sex work, teasing, pet names, sexual activity (actual and implied I think? I should know. 🙃)

A poor plan to confess

Dieter one shot by @nerdieforpedro

Dieter is doing his best to stay sober. You have a large part in his plans. They aren’t well thought out.

Dieter being a bit rude, porn use, mention of masturbation, teasing, improper toy use?, very bad communication, some mentions of sexual activities and acts, Nerdie is unsure of what she wrote

Conversation Pit

Dieter one shot @thosewickedlovelies

You’re viewing a mansion with Dieter, and it has a conversation pit. Does he have the discipline to keep his hands to himself?

friends with benefits, SMUT: Dieter’s favorite dom appears 👀 could it be someone we know?; mmf threesome, piv sex, semipublic sex but don’t worry, edging (m receiving), references to sex work

Lush

Din one shot by @the-scandalorian

Mando makes regular visits to the healing baths.

touch-starved Din; reader is blindfolded; smut

Immortal By Design

Din one shot by @beskarandblasters

Din Djarin picks up a mysterious job at the Bounty Hunter’s Guild from a high paying client that specifically requested him. Once he tracks down the bounty, he discovers two things— you tracking the bounty for different reasons entirely and a lot more than he bargained for.

reader is able-bodied, canon divergent (long live the Razor Crest), no Grogu in this universe, possession, cursed object, dark!Din, monsterfucking (I think), Din has heightened capabilities, dub con/noncon, restraints, reader gets captured, oral sex (M and F receiving), rough oral sex, fingering, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, creampie, mir’sheb = smart ass, character death, no use of y/n

Enchanted to Meet You

Din one shot by @beskarandblasters

You’re a senator for the New Republic and tonight you’re forced to attend the New Republic Gala. Senator Xiono won’t leave you alone but that in turn leads you to meet Mando, a security guard at the event. And that leaves you wonderstruck.

Reader is able-bodied, canon divergent, reader has consumed alcohol, creepy guy at the gala, fingering, semi public sex, vaginal sex, pull out method, pet names (cyar’ika, mesh’la), no use of y/n

I don't mind bleeding

Din one shot by @quicksilvermad

You and the Mandalorian have a mutually beneficial relationship—he pays your rent and you feed him when he needs fresh blood.

vampire!Din, blood, PIV sex, biting, sex work, second person POV, AFAB Reader, one instance of "good girl", aftercare

Bound

Din one shot by @frannyzooey

It’s your thighs he’s bound this time — not your hands for a change.

smut, bondage, AU

Hello to the Green

Ezra one shot by @the-blind-assassin-12

Down a ship, a crew, and a working air filter, and suffering from a rapidly worsening infection, Ezra makes one last ditch effort to get home. And he hopes it’s enough.

language, angst, injury and illness, death

Paint With Me

Frankie one shot by @bitchesuntitled

You have a crush on the dad of your daughter’s best friend.

Sexual innuendos and cursing

Right on Cue

Frankie one shot by @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin

The quiet bartender lends you a hand after you've closed up for the night.

reader is able-bodied but otherwise undescribed. Oral sex f receiving, protected PIV, that's pretty much it. this is just PWP

Door Number Three

Javi G drabble by @morallyinept

Javi shows you what he keeps behind that mirrored door

Character talk alludes to sexy things.

Dámelo

Javi P one shot by @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin

You want more. Javi wants to give it to you. You just have to give him something first.

mutual masturbation, vaginal fingering, aftercare. reader is able-bodied but otherwise undescribed.

Dress Up Joel

Joel series @covetyou

when a mysterious stranger breaks into your house, and keeps breaking into your house, he gives you the fright, and the ride, of your life. Welcome to your seasonal encounters with one Mr. Joel Miller.

sex toys, dress up, festive/seasonal shenanigans, no use of Y/N, see individual fics for additional warnings

He Knows

Joel/Tommy one shot by @psychedelic-ink

Joel knows you have a little thing for his younger brother so decides to indulge you for your birthday.

gonna state this very clearly: joel gets cucked by tommy and watches, everyone is consenting and it's discussed beforehand, piv, dirty talk, possessive!joel, daddy kink, size kink, established relationship between joel and reader, jealousy, some brotherly rivalry, facial, mild degradation kink, creampie

Does Your Mother Know

Joel one shot by @beskarandblasters

Joel finds a pretty young thing on the beach to spend some time with on his vacation.

reader is able-bodied, reader wears a bikini & a dress, no outbreak AU, ambiguous beach location, both reader and Joel consume alcohol, age gap (20 years), oral sex (F and M receiving), semi public sex, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, creampie, reader is on birth control, pet names (sweetheart, baby), no use of y/n

Tear You Apart

Joel one shot by @mermaidgirl30

Joel comes for you late at night. He always does. Always stalks, chases, and prowls after you like a starving wolf. And when he catches you, he devours you, feeds on you like the animal he is. Will you run and hide or will you give into the temptation that calls you in the forest?

Dark themes, Little red riding hood references, dark! Joel, Joel is a menace, oral, fingering, choking, unprotected P in V, cream pie, filthy smut, degrading actions, not really violent but lots of dark themes, manipulation, rough sex, dirty talk, Joel calls reader little lamb, possessive Joel, feral! Joel, post outbreak! Joel, controlling Joel, dom! Joel, submissive reader, Joel x fem! reader, Joel is in his late 40’s and reader is in her late 20’s

inhale, exhale

Joel one shot by @sp00kymulderr

This world is not made for intimacy and both of you know it.

Fingering, mentions of sex, smoking (both reader and Joel), canon typical violence mentions, needy!Joel, fear of intimacy. Barely edited as usual.

One Day at a Time

Joel series by @sixhours

Joel becomes a dad. Again

soft!Joel, no really super soft!Joel, Joel is bad at feelings and relationships, Joel is a sap, mostly follows canon, SMUT, gratuitous smut, dubious consent (drunk sex), unplanned pregnancy, fluff, references to past miscarriages, angst, hurt/comfort, romance, age gap (~21 years), childbirth, fluffy baby stuff

mine

Joel one shot by @gasolinerainbowpuddles

You encounter a frightening beast in the forest after getting separated from your group. Instead of killing you, he spares your life - the first of many surprises from this mysterious creature.

it's Joel Miller as a humanoid monster beast creature with a massive cock idk what you want me to say, creative liberties with anatomy and bodily fluids, they're soulmates because I wrote this so of course they are, monster!Joel can talk a little but it wouldn't kill him to watch a few episodes of Reading Rainbow or do some alphabet flash cards tbh, one curious use of an aquifer as a metaphor

Only Heaven I'll Be Sent To

Joel one shot by @freelancearsonist

Joel finds a familiar face while out on a smuggling run.

Rated PG for pure angst, one single kiss, and references to Joel's self-inflicted gun wound/self harm

Ahórcame, Papí

Joel/Frankie/Ezra one shot by @marisferasiop

After he gives a recovering addict a job (and subsequently falls head over heels for him), Joel and Frankie have a sweet, fulfilling relationship as Daddy and little exploring their kinks. Then, they meet Ezra at a leather club, another damaged vet with his own issues and kinks. They take him home, and he never really leaves.

Daddy Kink, Daddy/littles, pup kink, Breathplay (hands on throats), Orgasm Denial, Orgasm Delay, Orgasm Control "Training", Light BDSM, Aftercare, Soft Dom Joel, vers Ezra, Bottom Frankie Morales, Oral Sex, Cockwarming, AnalSex, Anal Play, Anal Plug, Breeding Kink, Heat/rut kink, PTSD mention (vets), gags, fingering, choking, cum eating, prostate milking, fucking machine mention, the elusive "sissygasm"

On the Verge of a Usual Mistake

Lucien/Dieter two shot by @gasolinerainbowpuddles

You've been avoiding your exes Dieter Bravo and Lucien Flores all night at this event, but you're forced to come to terms with how things ended in both relationships when they seek to right their wrongs.

this is truly just porn with minimal plot (I'm so proud of myself lol), Dieter and Lucien are messy exes, threesome activities, Twister but with genitalia, Daddy and Papi kinks

In shades of gray and candlelight

Marcus P one shot by @freelancearsonist

Nothing good starts in a getaway car, but you sure do have fun delaying the inevitable.

artist!reader my beloved (reader is able-bodied, basic female anatomy and feminine pronouns used, reader is described as having hair that is long enough to be put up but otherwise she’s a blank slate), unprotected p in v sex, cum swallowing, creampie, semi-public sex acts, oral (r + m receiving), handjobs, fingering, very light switchy dom/sub dynamics, a couple spanks, pet names (sweetheart, pretty girl, baby, honey), heavy praise kink, light size kink, consent king!marcus, just like the song it does not end happily

headshots

Marcus P series by @secretelephanttattoo

You're a photographer and you get a job working for the FBI, taking corporate headshots. On your first day, you run into a handsome Special Agent. The series follows their relationship.

Fluff. Smut. PIV. Romance. Flirting. So much kissing. Non-stop nuzzling. Tiny bit of angst. Marcus in his plaid shirts. Marcus on a motorbike. Skiing. A cameo. Sex talker Marcus.

The Infinity Cube

Marcus P/Various series by @littlemisspascal

When you play with a strange cube, you’re transported out of your current reality with your boyfriend Marcus into brand new ones starring alternate versions of your boyfriend who look and act entirely different every time. With each encounter, you start to wonder if you’ll ever make it back to your real universe?

language, fluff, angst

12:32 PM

Marcus M one shot by @dancingtotuyo

Marcus likes to think he's moved on with life.

Grief, loss of a spouse (Wife), fluff

Given a name

Oberyn/Ellaria one shot by @missredherring

"This would be your greatest indulgence?" He asks, the edges of his beautiful mouth curling into a pleased grin. / How like a man to inflate his importance. It’s a pity that he isn’t wrong. / This will be my greatest selfishness.

Angst. Mentions of canon character deaths. Allusions to Greek mythology cos I'm a nerd. Reader chooses a name for herself.

Innocence need not tremble

Pero one shot by @brandyllyn

"I told you I don’t know how to fuck a maiden."

smut. PiV. starts rough. but gets better.

Cherry Wine

Whiskey one shot by @julesonrecord

Your marriage to your high school sweetheart has been hell for a long time, but when Jack discovers your awful secret, it all comes pouring out like a wine stain on the carpet. What do you find in the dregs?

MDNI; DDDNE; hurt people hurting people, domestic violence (verbal, physical, off stage neglect), there's a mention of human urine omg I'm truly horrified that survived the editing process, off stage drug use as a coping mechanism, alcoholism, infidelity, grief due to miscarriage/child loss, oblique suicidal ideations ("you should have killed me"); explicit smut; dirty talk; piv; fingering; possessive!Jack; emotional resolution?

[the-authors118]

Pov: The young boy Earl Ciel Phantomhive has a rival...namely you...

Part 2

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"I'm so bored Ciel.. do something with me" Y/n sat in his study "I can't help it that you came so early" Ciel was annoyed "Pff.. don't be an honorless dog" Y/n complained "Excuse me Lady Y/n but would you please leave my young master alone, he still has a lot to do" Sebastian came into the room and Y/n looked at him "Oh, of course Sebastian... but didn't Valentin ask you if you would accompany her into town?" Ciel raised an eyebrow "I only do what my master tells me Lady Y/n" he bowed "I see-" "you should go Sebastian" Ciel interrupted Y/n and Sebastian's eyes widened "Help Valentin with the errands and take this letter to the majesty." Ciel handed over the letter "Yes, my young master" and he left the room.

"So Lady Y/n.. why did you want to get rid of our butlers?" Y/n sat down on the sofa and crossed her legs. “Do you think I’m up to something naughty?” He held his hand in front of his face "Why are you like that?" Y/n laughs "that's my nature, you better get used to it or not"

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After dinner the two sat in the playroom and played chess. "Don't you think they're both out for a long time?" Ciel sat his figure down "Am I not enough for you?" Y/n giggled as she took a sip of wine.

(Ciel doesn't like alcohol because then people act uncontrollably and he can't stand it)

"When are you actually turning 17?" Y/n looked at him "two weeks after you turn 18, dear Earl" she checkmated him "checkmate darling" she gave him an air kiss "Congratulations" Ciel stood up and went to the window ""Nobody has ever defeated me so dirty.. your mind is truly unique" y/n gave a small lady curtsy "And to hear that from you, dear Earl, honors me too deeply," he turned around “Let's play another game Y/n" she turned her head confused "which one?" Ciel grinned "A question game.. You ask each other questions and whoever gets it wrong or can't answer it has to be punished!" Y/n sat back down on the sofa "well then Phanthomhive.. let the game begin" Ciel also sat down "I'll let you go first lady y/n" Y/n touched her chin and thought "mhh, what's under your eye patch?" She asked without thinking too much "A black hole because there is no eye" he answered simply “What’s under your collar?” "A scar that remains from before"

The two knew that they were lying to each other

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Later that evening, Y/n was sitting in the room with Valentin and she was combing her mistress's hair. "What did the letter that Sebastian had to hand in say?" Valentin looked at her through the mirror "My mistress... Ciel thinks you're up to something... and now the queen has concerns about her poor awake dog." Y/n's nose wrinkled "Tsk" she stood up "Phantomhive's birthday is tomorrow.. I need to get going.. Elisabeth is out of the way and now I can attack. Make a deal with Sebastian" Valentin looked at her in shock, “But Mistress-” "The two of them have known for a long time.. just like us" y/n stood in front of her "Make a deal with him.. from devil to devil" you smile "we won't touch Ciel's soul but he can't get in my way for that" Valentin bowed "yes, my young mistress"

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"Ciel?" You knock on his door "Come in" the voice rang out. "I can't sleep... can I spend some time with you?" When you open the door you first have to look across the room “Tomorrow will be a busy and long day Lady Y/n” You sit down across from him "I know... your birthday will definitely be breathtaking" Ciel smiled "Yes, we are using the whole property.. there will be many guests coming" he exhaled heavily "Are you already excited?" You tilted your head "Not really... birthdays dosen't mean anything to me anymore... but the Queen wanted to celebrate it" You thought "But why the queen? Will she be here tomorrow too?" "Not the Queen herself but she will send a trusted person" Ciel rested his chin on his hand "So behave tomorrow... if you plan something the Queen will find out." You Chuckled "My dear Ciel...I would never do anything naughty.. And especially not on your birthday," "Will you accompany me to town tomorrow? Sebastian and I still have a few errands to run... and we stop at your parents' wine factory" Your breath hitches and you start to shake a little "I know your parents are dead but you could still get some good wine there" Ciel leaned forward "I don't know if the wine here in London is as good as in your headquarters in France, But I don't have to worry about it when you're there, right?" Drops of sweat come down your head "I-I'll think about it Earl" your voice a little shaky "Valentine can accompany me?" Ciel leaned back again “Of course” that made you exhale and you stood up " be careful on your Birthday you'll turn 18 tomorrow and dosen't longer have a fiancée.. all women will probably no longer be able to hold back." He rolled his eyes "I hope you're a good dancer" Ciel looked at you "Of course I can dance Y/n!" You turn to him "Then I hope for a dance tomorrow" you smile at him and his heart gave a little jump "Maybe I'll find the time for it."

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When you went to your room, Valentin was already waiting for you “Beautiful rose” you point to the rose in her hair "So everything worked out with Sebastian?" Valentin nodded understandably "But he also had a little request" you look at her "you shouldn't do anything that would get his status in trouble" "Valentine help you undress," I wouldn't dare" She noticed that something was wrong while they take off the collar "Young mistress are you okay? Your neck is red"

(Y/n has this habit of her neck turning red when she's scared or nervous since childhood that's why there's the devil mark on her neck)

"We'll accompany the young Earl into town tomorrow... and you should stay by my side, would you?" Valentin bowed to her "Yes, my young mistress".

<3

"Happy birthday my dear Earl" you bow to him jokingly as you entered the room where breakfast was served. “Thanks Y/n.. we’ll be leaving in an hour so get ready.” he pointed to my nightdress, "Oh, of course, but first I'll eat something"you sat down at the table and drank the orange juice that was in front of you "When are your guests coming?" You cut the toast "In the evening... some people will come earlier to stay in their rooms, but it won't be a problem if I come later" He wiped the corners of his mouth. "The king's representative will have a room very close to you." He took a sip of his tea “So please don’t drink so much, I don't want you to bother him with it." Ciel stood up "I'll wait for you in the carriage" Before you could make a cheeky comment, he left the room with Sebastian. "Such an annoying boy" Your grip on the fork tightened "I thought he was already in love" You click your tongue "Ciel Phantomhive is probably a difficult victim after all" You thought quietly.

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It was quiet in the carriage... the two butlers sat outside to drive the carriage and you sat in the silence with Ciel. "Tell me Ciel... Why exactly do you want my family's wine? You have a whole wine cellar full.." You move a little on the bench "That's easy to explain... the Queen's confidante wants a special wine, and it's only available from your family" Shivers run down your spine as you thought about what your "family" did to you. "Why are you so tense? Aren't you happy to see the house where you grew up?" You choked up a bit "I was in France most of the time... which is why I know the language.. je le parle couramment" (I speak it fluently) Ciel looked at you in surprise.

"C'est bien de savoir que quelqu'un d'autre parle cette langue." "It's nice to know that someone else also speaks this language"

"Merci pour les éloges, mon cher Earl" "Thank you for the praise, my dear Earl" Ciel laughed and leaned back.

When you arrived in town you went straight to the first shoe store. "Ciel, can we meet here again later? I need new dancing shoes for tonight." Ciel nodded as you clapped your hand "Come on Valentine" the two of you went into the store and you picked out some nice high heeled shoes.

"My dress for tonight is ready?" Valentin nodded "yes young mistress just as you requested" You smile "then I'm looking forward to tonight."

As you sat back in the carriage you became a little nervous about the winery Ciel noticed "aren't you feeling well Lady Y/n?" You look at him "I'm fine, don't worry" The carriage approached the entrance to the winery and your hands were sweating, Ciel hummed as he looked out the window. The carriage stopped and you got out and immediately looked around but take a deep breath when you only see Hendrixen. "Hendrixen!!!" You greeted him with a hug "Lady Y/n.. look at you already grown so big" he laughed and adjusted his glasses. "Sir Phantomhive welcome to our winery" Hendrixen turned to Ciel and bowed "The wine you have pre-ordered is already prepared with a small test sample for the taste" He tapped her side with a small smile. "Thank you very much Hendrixen, please lead us there" Ciel commanded and off they went. Hendrixen and Y/n talk a lot to each other "Don't worry Lady Y/n Sir Leskos is not here.. he had to leave on business" You take a deep breath "It's better... after everything he did to me, I don't want to see him anymore" Hendrixen's smile disappeared "I wanted to protect you back then... but everyone thought it was normal, so I didn't do anything" You looked on the floor "I was a gift for him.. my parents wanted to treat him to something good and that's why they had me...". After a while when they arrived in the wine cellar there was already a bottle and two glasses, "Lady Y/n if you want to try it, go ahead" Ciel looked at her excitedly where Hendrixen gave her the glass. She sipped it once and let it pass on her lips. "A very good vintage... Not too sweet but not too strong either.. yes it's good" Y/n put the glass down again "Ciel, this is a perfect wine for tonight" his blue eyes shimmered "Well then... I'll take ten whole cases" Hendrixen smiled "as you wish". As When he was putting the boxes away with Sebastian, Valentin grabbed Y/n's shoulder. "Young mistress, something isn't going right here." Y/n turned around "Valentin.. he's not there so everything's fine" she waved it off and got into the carriage with Ciel after saying goodbye to Hendrixen.

"Who is Hendrixen?" Ciel asked interestedly. "Hendrixen is my parents' old butler.. he took good care of me and my brother "But when he got too old, my parents enrolled him in the London winery under his leadership" Y/n smiled at him "but whatever, what are you wearing tonight?" Ciel raised an eyebrow "It's going to be blue tonight.. why? Do you want to wear something blue now?" You shake your head "nahh blue doesn't suit me so well, I'll be wearing dark red tonight" He nodded.

“You look really beautiful” Valentin praised you as you put your lip gloss on “thanks Valentin.. Tonight I'll make it, Ciel will be mine" you look behind you "what do you think Valentin?" She said nothing "Young mistress I still have this bad feeling.." you roll your eyes "oh, I'm safe you don't have to worry" Y/n looked at the clock "I'm already 10 minutes late.. come on Valentine" you both left the room and went to the other guests. Ciel was nowhere to be seen and the guests were wondering where the birthday child was, Y/n was talking to Prince Soma when she took a sip of the wine, she immediately spit it out and coughed. “Young Mistress” Valentin gave her a handkerchief “Are you okay Y/n?” Soma took the glass and gave it to Agne who smelled it "It's not poisoned"The door opened and everyone cheered as Ciel walked in with a person where Y/n's heart stopped. "My dear guests.. thank you for coming this evening, this is Sir Leskos and he is here on behalf of the Queen." Your world collapsed after Ciel continued speaking "please have fun this evening"Everyone applauded and the music started. “I have to get out of here” you mumble but Valentin was nowhere to be seen and when you looked around, Sir Leskos was already standing in front of you "Good evening my little elf"

[winniethewife]

It's undeniably real (Layla El-Faouly x The Moonknight system x Reader)

Chapter 5: Now you've given me the will to survive

Last chapter ~ Next chapter

Warnings: Angst, Mentions of Alcoholism.

Words: 1164

It had been three days, not a word from the boy’s. Layla and I were trying to keep busy. Both of us taking up extra shifts at work, coming home to each other late in the evening, having dinner together and cuddling close on the couch until we’re ready for bed. Holding each other close. On the third night we were lying in bed, Layla held my head to her chest, like she was protecting me, keeping me safe from anything that could hurt me. I cuddled in close as we lay in silence. Hoping to wake up and find our love lying next to us. I feel tears in my eyes and I wonder what could be happening now, all the worst case scenarios playing on repeat in my head.

“Habibti…Its okay…I’m right here.” Layla says softly running her fingers through my hair as tears fall from my eyes. Layla has a lot more practice with this, Them being gone, Doing Khonshu’s bidding. This was all new to me. They’d never been gone this long since I joined this relationship. I took a deep breath and nuzzled my face into her chest closing my eyes and trying my best to fall asleep.

*Moon Boy’s POV*

He had to get back to them. His girls, His wife and His partner. This fight wouldn’t be their last. Marc yelled as he threw one of his crescent darts at one of the members of the dangerous cult he was taking out. He wasn’t going to let this be the last time. It wasn’t long ago he would have given up his life for this, what did he have to live for? But now, he had a family to keep in mind. He needed to see his Wife smile, he wanted to hear his lovers laugh. He looked into a reflective surface and instead of seeing himself he sees Steven, who looked uncharacteristically pissed off.

Steven was ready to take the body and beat the crap out of these guys, His thoughts also on their Partners back home. As marc let him take over the ceremonial suit transforms quickly into the tailored white suit, Steven pulls out his night sticks and begins to beat the men in front of him, ducking and swerving to avoid their attacks and position himself in a better place to attack. He usually isn’t one to fight, but being away from the girls has got him on edge. He’d seen what these cult members were doing to their wives and daughters and all he could see in the woman’s faces was the look of fear, and how that fear would look on the face of the women he loved. That was all he needed.

Jake wasn’t loving being pushed to the sidelines for this fight. His own patience wearing thin. He wanted to get home to his Amor. He wanted to feel her soft embrace. But right now, he wanted to kick some cultist ass.

“Come on amigo, Give me a turn.” Jake huffed at Steven.

“And let you leave a mess of a massacre? Nah I don’t think so mate” Steven chided.

“C’mon it was one time!”

“One time since we could keep an eye on you.” Marc chimed in, reminding him of the point in time when they didn’t know Jake was around.

“Dios Mio…Don’t you guys want to get home?” He snapped

“Of course we do, but we aren’t going to be idiots about it” Marc growls at him

“Would you both shut up?!” Steven shouts exasperated, which confused the cultists, who weren’t talking. “Oh bugger this…”

~

Layla and I, wake up in the morning and there is still no sign of them. We start our day with breakfast, it was the weekend, no work, nothing to do. Layla said she had an errand to run and would be back later.

“Just relax darling. I’ll come back and we can just watch a movie or something.” She said as she left, kissing me on the cheek. I just wanted to curl back up in bed, the temptation to drink was high, but I knew if I went on a binge right now that wouldn’t help anyone or anything. As I lay down I realized how tired I was and I closed my eyes, drifting in and out of sleep as I slept fitfully. At some point I felt weight on the bed and a strong arm pulling me in.

“Hey…it’s okay baby…we’re home.” Marc whispers in my ear as he nuzzles his face in the crook of my neck, pulling me in closer. I feel a sense of calm wash over me as he holds me in close. Wrapped up in his arms for the first time in days I finally fall asleep fully at peace.

~

I woke up later that afternoon still wrapped in Marc’s arms, and also Layla’s the two of them quietly talking as they held me, completely unaware that I was awake.

“It’s a bigger deal then we thought, this ‘cult of the jackal.’ There’s more of them then we imagined, they have a lot of power and influence right now it’s a mess. Not quite on a Harrow and Ammit scale but it’s still bad.” Marc muttered.

“So, it’ll have to be a team effort then, the both of us again?” Layla asked in the same hushed tone.

“We need the help…but I don’t know how to leave her behind.” My heart sank at that. I knew it was a possibility at some point they would have to go out and save the world without me, but after the boy’s being gone, I don’t know how to handle both leaving.

“We can take her with us. If this relationship was ever going to last she was going to have to do this sometime. She’s not useless either, we grew up together. She knows how to fight.” Layla argued.

“Does fencing really count?”

“Says the guy who throws magic moons around, or hits guys with sticks…”

“Hey…”

“I want to come” I say quietly. They both seem startled as I speak looking down at me. “I also know how to shoot a crossbow or bow and arrow. I took archery courses.”

“I…I didn’t know that.” Marc responded running his hand down my back.

“I’m sorry Habibi. Did we wake you?” Layla kissed the top of my head.

“No I woke up on my own.” I said as I sat up and looked at them. “I don’t want to get left behind. I want to help.”

“Then let’s start planning, the more help the better.” Layla said with a smile. Marc looked worried but nodded.  “So first we’re going to need supplies…” Layla starts in. I take Marc’s hand as she’s talking and gives it a squeeze. He looked at me and smiles.

“I love you.” I mouth to him.

“I love you more” He mouths back with a squeeze of my hand.

~

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[alexander-23]

Larissa Weems x Student!reader

Warning: Minor violence

Summary: While in Jericho with the school, reader is attacked by a few normies. They finish the fight, but not without attracting the sheriff and Principal Weems, as well as taking plenty of damage themselves.

Jericho is having a huge celebration and included a fair as part of the festivities. The Nevermore students were invited down, and I couldn’t be more excited! I loved going to fairs since I was little and could not wait to hang out with my friends. After the last school year, everyone really needed an excuse to have fun.

The fair is crawling with so many people and lit up with so many lights. My group and I move from game to game collecting small prizes until we come upon knife throwing. I was raised not to hurt others, but knew my way around knives in case of an emergency. The point was to pop 5 balloons in a row and I could win the largest prize.

As I’m handing my bag filled with trinkets to my friend Yoko, there are a few normies behind us calling us freaks and such. I do my best to ignore them and focus on the task at hand.

One for one!

Two for two!

THREE FOR THREE!

I get all the way to five hits in a row winning the game and getting the only big prize they have; a giant teddy bear! I thank the man as I take it from him and go to grab my bag, but am suddenly pulled back by my shoulder. I fall to the ground hitting my head semi hard and look up to see the normies.

“You’re a freak and a danger to everyone.”

“We don’t like having you freaks here.”

I go to stand, being on my hands and knees, when a blow to my stomach hits and I’m back down on the ground. I hear my friends yelling at the normies to leave me alone and when I look over, I see Enid was pushed to the ground.

“Leave them alone normie!” He turns to me and winds up to deliver another kick, but I grab his foot and roll in the opposite direction bringing him to the ground himself.

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By the end of the fight, I’m standing over the three normies on the ground and a crowd surrounding us. Sheriff Galpin and Principal Weems are pushing through to see what the problem was and then see me. Naturally, Sheriff Gaplin goes to the three boys on the ground and Principal Weems approaches me.

“What is the meaning of this?! Explain yourself Y/N!”

I just stare down at the boys. My fight or flight instincts were triggered and I’m still coming to terms with what just happened. I’m in pain from the multiple hits I got myself all over my body.

My hearing begins to morph a bit and my vision is getting dark. Last thing I feel is someone catching me before I collapse to the ground.

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Larissa’s POV:

I wait patiently in the seat beside their bed for them to wake up. I received occasional messages from faculty or emails from their friends asking about Y/N’s status.

I was at war with myself inside. I had assumed Y/N had started the fight when in reality, the poor thing was defending themselves from three boys. I should have seen it on their face, the fear and exhaustion, the trembling. As their friends yelled at me they had done nothing wrong, Y/N collapsed and I caught them just in time.

It’s morning now and I’m exhausted myself from staying awake all night. I close my eyes to rest them but hear groaning only minutes later. I open my eyes to see Y/n’s eyes opening slightly, but is agitated by the light. I stand to to close the blinds, then return to their bedside. I sit beside them on the mattress and comb their hair away from their face.

“Oh thank goodness you’re ok. You had me worried Darling.” I whisper. They nudge their face into the palm of my hand and I can’t help but smile at the sight.

They open their eyes more, comforted by the dark room, “what happened?”

“You were attacked dear. But you certainly defended yourself just fine,” I run my thumb across their cheek, looking over the bruises the boys left behind. “Are you hungry?”

They nod their head and I press the call button for a nurse. I return to my seat, but Y/N panics at the sight thinking I’m leaving, “don’t worry, I’m not going anywhere. I’m staying by your side through all of this.”

Not my best writing towards the end, but I’m running on less than 5 hrs of sleep so it is what it is. Hope you enjoy

[witchersmistress]

Monster part 8

Happy Monday my darlings!!! ive updated, rainstorms and hate sex and even created another syverson story, but we havent feed the monster yet.. so shall we then??

Trigger warnings: irritation at yours truly, oral sex, male recieving. violence.

word count: 2.6K

my usual warnings, you do not have permission to copy my work in any shape way or form, if you do ill find you and haunt you for the rest of your days

Your POV

The sound of feet rapping on the wooden floorboards pulls me from my state of peaceful oblivion. For a few moments, I bask in the serene haze of waking from a restful state. And I realize that even my subconscious trusts him—August Walker. I no longer have nightmares. I no longer hear the sounds of metal screeching. I cracked one eye open, wrestling with my mind's intent to stay asleep a while longer. Yet, the weight over my waist and the heavy calf hooked over my feet causes both eyes to widen on the polished wooden panels opposite me. He’s still in bed with me. He slept.

Through the night... Closing my eyes, I breathe him in, the earthy, rich scent of masculinity with lingering hints of cologne. I love the way he smells. Not like a boy. Like a man. Staring at the back of my eyes, I recall last night like a mirage of flashing images:  the massage, his kisses. Touch. “I love you.” Behind the door to our right, the footsteps continued, heavy steady ones followed another set of heavy ones. Blinking my eyes open, I adjust to the ambient yellow hue that the sun has gifted us this morning. The hour seems late.

 I roll over in his arms, but they tighten immediately, making it hard for me to maneuver. Within the cage of large, warm muscles, I manage to get around to face him. His breath fans down my face, heavy and warm, with tones of his port cigars. He hums. As he fights against the world trying to wake him up, his brows weave, creating a slight ridge between them. His long dark lashes fan below his eyes. Why do some men have the most spectacular eyelashes?

I lift my hand to his chiseled jawline, mapping the dark bristles lightly peppered with grey. Beneath his warm skin, I see the pulse of his jaw as he clenches his teeth. Everything about this man is firm, serious. Even as he rests, he is a formidable presence. So, I lean forward and press my lips to his before licking the valley between, coaxing him to wake up and relax his jaw. I’m his... I belong. He growls in his chest, and I smile softly at the grumpy response. “You slept through the night . I’m so proud of you for not fighting it,” I tease. With a start, he jerks me onto my back, holding me captive beneath him. I lose my breath as his lips crash against mine in a punishing rhythm that sends blissful stars soaring around my body. My ballooning heart rests comfortably, warm and full, within my ribcage while my lungs strain below his heavyweight. It is a pleasurable sensation. Being so close to being crushed, but not close enough to hurt or suffocate. Enough to feel the epitome of secureness. I moan into our kiss as the length between his thighs presses into my hip so hard it could bruise me with the right pressure.

Rubbing his shaft on me, he groans. To experience this man, raw, feral, animalistic and without his practiced façade, fills me with warmth. I moan when his mouth attacks my chin and jaw, ravishing my skin. His hips begin to move in a sleepy way, chasing a sensation, an ebb to his erection, I am overcome with the desire to please him. Like he pleases me. "Are you under duress?" His lips smile at my neck. "Somewhat." “Can I please you?" He drops his forehead to mine, his breath a tumbling wave of heat. “Would you like to?” “Yes,” I whisper. Rolling onto his back, he pulls me with him, his blue gaze holding a dare, a warning. “I’m going to come in your pretty mouth then.”

 When he raises his hand and pushes two fingers through my lips, a small grin curves the corner of his mouth. He pushes them inside, down my tongue, to the back of my throat, where he pokes hard at the end. I gag a little, my throat closing around his penetration. He retracts his fingers. “ Sweet girl, do you want to suck my dick anyway? Gag around it? Would that make you happy?" I nod, worrying my bottom lip. I really want to make him feel all the intensity I do when he pleasures me, and I think I can do it. A wisp of a nod shows his approval, and with that, I crawl down his body. For the first time in two days, my stomach flutters with excitement and nervousness—my missing butterflies.

Stopping at the first protruding two-pack, I find it too lick-able to resist. I wanted to lick him weeks ago and, dammit, now I’m going to. If I lick him... does he belong to me? I lap my tongue out to roll it over the hard grooves shaping his abdominals. The slab of muscles tighten. As I get to his thick cock, it bobs. His fingers comb through my hair before he leans up to scoop the strands into his fist so he can hold the lot in a ponytail, offering him the view he so desires. Inhaling courage, I take him into my mouth, and he releases a deep, encouraging groan as I flick my tongue around. I peer up to see his blue gaze hooded, his jaw clenched. The breathtaking intensity in his eyes forces mine to close, and I concentrate on pleasing him, on pleasing my man. I’d like him to belong to me... 

A small amount of salty precum slides into my mouth, mingling with my saliva. I use it to further wet his shaft. Exploring the long, steely muscles with my tongue, I flick around the silken skin at the head to the piercings just below. I lap a line up the tight cord beneath before traveling further, tonguing the slit. He bucks slightly when I do that, so I do it again. And again. I feel his thighs tighten. The hand gripping my hair urges me deeper, reassuringly, not forcefully. "That's it. Let me slide down your throat. Relax." I try to take him in. The veins below his skin pulse under my attention. Halfway down the solid muscle, I hit the first piercings , gagging slightly. Sliding back up his erection, I immediately dive again, this time getting a tiny bit deeper. He hisses. “Good girl. You’re doing so well.” A moan leaves me with his praises. A rumble of my enjoyment reverberates around his cock, provoking his pelvis to thrust upward. After a few bobs of my head, I get a rhythm, sliding down with pressure and dragging my tongue along the lower knot of skin on the withdrawal, while his fist causes a sting on my scalp. Tears stream down my face. 

His groans become grunts. His muscles tighten, contort. “I’m going to come. You’re going to swallow every drop I give you. Then lick me clean... That’s it... Oh. Fuck. More...That's a good fucking girl.” He jerks my ponytail back and pushes me down, controlling my head in a brutal way that causes my throat to contract and whimpers to soar around his thick cock with the battering sensation. “Good... good girl.” Then he explodes in a violent rush, flooding my mouth with his cum, shaking and pulsing through the moment, never relinquishing his control over my head. I swallow, but it's thick and powerful shots of hot fluid. I love the indecency of it, the virility. The rawness. I love bringing him that kind of pleasure. I want to do it again.

He groans softly, his head dropping back on the pillow. My powerful man, sated by my mouth. Satisfaction and pride flitter through me as I lick his cock, wiping all the saliva and cum from it with my tongue. “Christ,” he mutters. “Your little lips fuck me up, sweet girl.” I rise and crawl up his body, settling down in the crook of his shoulder. Peering up at him, I find his eyes closed and his chest expanding and falling in deep movements. “Did I do good?” “Yes. Very good.” “Will you ever belong to me?” The question spills from my lips before I even think about it. His eyes snap open. “I mean...It doesn’t seem fair—” His brows draw in as he stares at the ceiling. “I belong to you.” A long, slow exhale leaves him, stoking the kindling under my heart, forcing it to ignite with frantic little beats.

 He gazes down at me through his lashes, a softness to the piercing blue rings. I let those words sink in, down to my chest, settling around my heart that expands just for him. Much more than anyone else. It’s a sweet offering and one a girl like me can accept. More than a crumb. Much more. “I heard feet before you woke up,” I say, gently. “And they definitely aren’t Hench— I mean Bolton’s.” “ feet?” “Yeah, like a bunch of men.” He sighs his displeasure, sliding me gently from his chest and rolling over, leaving me in the bed. Pulling the blankets up, I watch him stroll over to the closet, retrieve a pair of faded blue jeans and throw them on. They are slung low around his hips, directing my eyes to the sharp muscle-arrows at his lower abdomen, and God, they are sinful. 

They make me silly, make my butterflies manic. His torso is long and cut to the fine definition of a sculpture. “You’re so handsome.” I sigh dreamily. He sits on the edge of the bed, his eyes meeting mine, whirling with severity. “ The rest of my men are here, sweet girl. They must have found out I came out here and took it upon themselves to join me. Such is their nature.” When he presses his warm hand to my cheek, I rub into it, nuzzling, loving the gentle attentiveness. His voice drops when he says, “ Will you be okay with seeing them?” A little ache moves through my chest, but it’s not intense, just a meek reminder. I shake my head in his palm. “I’ll be fine," I say. " With a charming grin, he stands up, his hand dropping from my cheek, the warmth missing immediately, and any distance between us right now reminds me of loss. Then he disappears through the bedroom door. His absence brings waves of nervousness. Will he tell them who I am? Do they already know? 

Pulling myself up off bed, I made my way into the bathroom and turned on the shower letting the steam fill the room. Discarding my night clothes and climbing in. August never strays too far from my thoughts. He is a gorgeous man but a dangerous one.

August’s POV

I stroll out the door and hear the tell-tale signs of the shower going and I how I so desperately wanted to turn back around and join you. But my men needed me. Taking the stairs down I find Finn, bothering my cook Nicci. “Finn” I clipped . He raised his hands and backed away from her. “I know she is your girl but she is working.” Nicci elbowed him in the ribs. “Exactly I'm working now so piss off,” she sniped at him in her Australian accent. How an Aussie lass fell for an Irish fella I'll never understand “ Mr. Walker, how is she feeling this arvo?” I looked over at the blonde woman, “She is alright but probably something light for her to pick at, she's been through an awful lot.” she nodded and went on her way, not before snapping a tea towel at Finn when he tried to grab her ass. “Finn” I snapped again, this time he stopped. “Yes boss?” “Lets go over everything from that day and figure out what the fuck went wrong. He nodded and started pulling up camera feeds and the list of visitors that were on the grounds that day when Nicci’s soft voice caught me off guard “Hi Miss. Meade, how are you?” I looked up and saw you making your way into the kitchen, in a pair of leggings and one of my sweaters. You tucked a strand of wet hair behind your ears as your eyes darted around the room before landing on me.

 I simply extended a hand out to you and you came right over. Tucking you into my side, pressing a kiss to the top of your head before rubbing my hand down your side. Nicci came over with a spot of toast and some sliced fruit. She also placed a glass of orange juice and water in front of you, reaching for the OJ you took a few sips and set the glass back down. As you settled in to pick up some toast, you turned green and bolted out of my arms and into the bathroom. Darting after you, I held back your hair and  rubbed your back in small circles as you settled down “I thought the morning sickness would go away after losing them” stifling a sob. I picked you up and carried you bridal style back to our room “ Finn yelled “Call that prick Price and get him over here to look at her, i don't care what it takes” he nodded as i continued up the stairs. 

Tucking you into bed and grabbing my laptop to work, a hour had passed  as i went over the visitors logs for that day when Finn walked in “ As requested I got Price for you” standing up i walk over and say “Check her out and find out what is wrong with her” casting one last look at you I went with Finn and left you with the good Dr.

We’ve been going over CCTV footage and photographs for what felt like hours but i couldn't focus, it was maddening. Running a hand threw my hair, I pounded on the table in frustration. So many things went wrong that day but the loss was one I'm still reeling from. I never intended to fall in love with you the way that I did, even when I started stalking you over a year ago. Staring out the window at the backyard, I could have seen it now, you chasing our little ones through the garden, possibly a dog. You swollen with yet another one of my children, simply because I could not keep my hands off of you. Sitting on the porch watching the rain after the kids were tucked in for the night. That is indeed a life I never envisioned for myself but stalking you made it an actual possibility. 

A soft knock drew me from the recesses of my mind. “Hello poppet” Finn said, you were standing in the doorway, your face was red and splotchy, you tugged at the cable knit sweater, and then the sleeves. “ I’ll be back” my council was about to object but i shot them a look, without another word, i walked over to you and scooped you up and brought you to our bedroom. Placing you gently on the end of the bed, “Sweet girl what is wrong?” you continued to fiddle with the sleeves of the sweater, the dr was nowhere insight, you spoke so softly at first that i barely heard you, “What was that sweet girl?” you picked up your head and your eyes were brimming with tears “Im still pregnant”

[sarahrogersevans]

Hey sweetheart, I’m sending my love and hugs. I hope you’re well :)

I’ve got a little request of chris x reader where he is off for the week and the last couple of days have been bad for her anxiety (we all know how she feels) and it’s just been worst today, it’s just overwhelming for everything for her to do anything. And she’s just overstimulated too. So Chris is a soft!meatball and makes sure reader feels safe and helps her when she panics because she’s too overwhelmed and overstimulated so it’s just a calm feeling from chris that she always needed. If that makes sense :)

The Stars, Always Bring You Back To Me- Chris Evans xreader fan fic request

Summary: Reader has been feeling really overwhelmed and overstimulated this week and Chris helps them through a panic attack and then they both go out on a late night drive and go look at the stars which always helped reader feel ok again

Warnings: mentions of anxiety and a panic attack, mentions of feeling overstimulated, mentions of feeling afraid, fluff, angst, a lot of fluff, let me know if I missed anything

~Chris’s POV~

I’m so glad I was able to get a few days off during the week after doing a lot of filming and interviews and I’m excited to spend more time with my girlfriend Y/N I’ve missed her and Dodger so much and I’ve been worried about my girl I know she’s been working a lot but she seems a bit overworked.

I got up and noticed Y/N went to work so I took Dodger for a walk and cleaned around the house so she wouldn’t have to worry about anything after she got home she already works so hard. I heard her come in and I hear her breathing hard and I rushed out to go check to see if she was ok.

I go over to see Y/N sitting on the couch all curled up and I sat down carefully by her and softly said “Y/N, honey? Are you having a panic attack?” Y/N nodded while still breathing hard and I scooted closer and looked at her for permission to rub her back and she nodded and I smiled and said “thank for you for trusting me darling, do you remember our safe word?” Y/N swallowed and looked over at me and said “it’s stars.” I smiled and said “doing so good bub, slow deep breaths ok? I’m right here I got you.”

Y/N hugged me tight and said “I feel overstimulated Chris.. I’m scared.” I hugged her tighter and said “I know baby it’s ok but there’s nothing to be scared of honey.” Dodger put his head on Y/N’s legs and licked her arm and Y/N smiled and kissed Dodger and said “thank you Dodger you’re a good boy. & thank you Chris if it wasn’t for you being home I wouldn’t be able to work through this that well on my own.” I gave her a sympathetic smile and said “I’m always gonna be here sweetheart I promise, how about we go for a drive and look at the stars hmm??” Y/N smiled and said “yes, I’d like that.”

Going out for a drive and looking at the stars always helped Y/N and I through our worst bouts with anxiety so I knew that would be a good help tonight. I got up and got the keys for the car and took Y/N’s hand in mine and we got in the car and started driving. Y/N opened the window to look outside and I watched her every so often to make sure she was doing ok.

“We’re here.” I said after a few minutes and I parked the car and we got out of the car and sat on top to look up at the sky and I opened my arms and said “come here babe let me hold ya.” Y/N sat next to me and I put my arms around her and she carefully leaned her head on my shoulder.

Every so often Y/N would point out a shooting star and then any constellation she could see and I couldn’t help but smile at my girl loving stars and space as much as I do. I love Y/N so much I hate seeing her upset or afraid.

~Y/N’s POV~

I love stargazing and imaging what space would be like with Chris, just cuddling with my boyfriend and looking at the stars was all I would need and I’d feel safe. I couldn’t believe how lucky I was to be with a man who knew I dealt with panic attacks and helped me through it and made sure that I was never alone and someone who always made me feel safe.

Chris just sat there smiling at me while I pointed out stars and if I ever saw anything fascinating in the sky and I gotta say him smiling at me always made blush and Chris was my safe place. Chris rubbed my back and softly said “are you back to me Y/N?” I nodded with a smile and said “yes, I’m sorry Chris, thank you for taking us here again I love this place.” Chris hugged me and said “you have nothing to apologize for lovebug it’s not your fault, I’m happy the stars bring my girl back to me I love you so much.” I leaned in to kiss him and smiled and said “and I love you always will.”

Alright luv here ya go hope you like it ♥️🫶🏻🫶🏻xx I’m so sorry for the delay 🥺 hope it’s close to what you wanted love ya x

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My hearts trying to break free...

Warning - spelling mistakes, fluff, a confused Todoroki

It's just Todoroki tryna figure out why he gets sick around you but still it feels good and feel like sometimes when you do something affectionately why he feels like someone's attacking him in his stomach (poor lil boy) 🥹

•you don't get rejected always, keep on trying•

You were making your way to school while listening to your favourite song it always made you feel like the main character I mean who doesn't like being the main character?

You successfully made it inside the school building without getting kidnapped, murdered, getting hit by a car, getting lost etc...

You walked down the busy hallway as you saw people giving love letters to thier crushes.. people with sad faces because of getting rejected by their dream man/women... You were wondering why all this confessions were happening you went pass the school auditorium to see the entrance decorated with hearts and flowers and with the letters cut my glitter paper 'HAPPY VALENTINES 1 more day before valentine's and 4 more days to our valentine's dance!'...

That's when you start to realize you have a very big crush on todoroki but he just runs away from you like your presence is literally his death 💀..

You went to your locker, thinking about todoroki and taking your textbooks out for Chemistry and when you were making your way to chemistry you saw mina, deku, and ochako surrounded around todoroki u didn't want to annoy them so you just minded your business and went for Chemistry..

Todoroni pov:

"Guys y/n has a secret quirk.." Todo Boi

Said in an calm and concerned voice

"what do you mean todoro-" mina got cut off by the sweet cinnamon roll Izuku "WHAT! Y/n has a secret quirk how- why would she not say anything about it to me? What's it like todoroki? *Mummer mummer mummer* "

"ignore that Todo continue what you were saying.." mina said in curiosity.

"whenever, she looks at me I get nervous and sometimes when she does stuff I get hearts attacks that feel good and I feel like someones punching my stomach sometimes and it-" todoroni got cut off by the girls laughter "oh todoroki, your in looooveee!" Mina said in a teasing way.

"oh yes that's exactly how I feel around izuk-" 'I can float' slapped her mouth close with both her hands "mummer- hmm? Did anyone say my name?" Cinnamon roll asked in curiosity "NO IZUKU! NO ONE EVEN THOUGHT ABOUT YOUR NAME" ochako said panickingly. "Well I expected for me to get satisfied by you both accepting each other but.. back to you Todoroki!..." Mina said as the word sarcastic wrote itself on her words "How do I get rid of them?" Shoto asked innocently asked. "Well, you gotta confess or there is no way you can get rid of em no... It stays for ever if she accepts you I mean Todo you can feel like that forever" Uraraka said to todoroki hesitantly. " Sometimes, try taking your own advice ochako, now Todo you should go confess to y/n" mina said excitingly. "K," he ran off to find his beloved. "MINA Do you think he's gonna say I love you or SOMETHING ELSE?!? what ... What IF HE GETS REJECTED?!?" Ochako said scaredly "oh oh..."

(YALL, they should add more shades of letter colours bcz ochako and mina are both pink but I'm sorry mina I turned your text to minata and jiro color 😭")

POV OF THE BEAUTIFUL TODO'S PRINCESS Y/N L/N - (omg so beautiful 😭)

You were listening to more music peacefully copying down some notes you missed, sitting near a beautiful tree. You saw todoroki running towards you like he have some very serious news.. you got up bcz u felt like you should.

He reached you and started panting like a dog (kinda ho- no no gurl no NO!)

He calmed down and said "y/n everytime I see you my hot side cheek started to feel warm and what's weird is the same happens to my cold side cheek, and when you compliment me when I win a training fight I feel like someone punches my stomach and when you do something like a simple thing like talking to me I get heart attacks and it's like it my hearts trying to break free" he said I love you in a big speech but It wasn't and I love you for you the way he described it made it sound like he hates you.

"....you hate me that much?... what did I even do to you?" Y/n said brokenly.

"you make me sick everytime I see you- why are you crying?" Todo said worriedly

"do you have anything else to say? I friggin hate you.." you said and started running away from him as you cried yourself untill you got home..

He picked up your note book that you left near the tree and tried giving it back to you but you were already gone from his sight. He felt a little guilty for making you cry he has no idea what happened.

He took your note book home with him and set it down his table and went through it. He found his name and poems for him written all over the note book with hearts written all over, he remembered a romance movie he was forced to watch by mina.. there was a girl like who liked a boy, and she just wrote his name all over her books. Then he got it... 'she likes me too,... "maybe it was the way I said it" he repeated to the words you said to Siri and Siri replied to him saying

'that's really rude of you'

He felt bad. He wanted to make it up to you he researched about how to confess to girls how to make girls feel better etc, he called your friends to find out about every detail of you he worked on his y/n project whole night.

SATURDAY 5.30 P.M.

You were lying on your bed rolled up in your aesthetic comfy blanket with a squish mellow next to you as you were watching a movie that was not evolved to any type of Romance cause you were doing all this to feel better from yesterday's todoroki hates me speech. "that's really dum-" you heard a knock on your door your father and mother were out so you got a little scared you looked outside through your opened window hesitantly to see pokéball themed hair, and a big (when I say big ITS BIG DARLING) bouquet of your favourite flowers as you looked closer you realized it was todoroki "TODOROKI?!?" you slapped your mouth and hoped that he didn't hear you sudden vomit of words. He looked up at you as you blushed slightly "would you care to come down please, and accept these flowers and chocolates as a gift of my apologies to you?" He said charmingly "why the hell would I do that you hate me don't you do you think a bunch a flowers are gonna make me forgive you?!" You said loudly so he can hear "please, it's just a few words please ..." He asked in such a cute way. Your enemybor (your enemy neighbor) looked at you madly through their window, you felt a little awkward feeling and came to the thought of taking Todo inside. You ran downstairs and opened the door for todoroki "I'm not letting you in cause I feel bad for you it's because of the neighbors stares." You said sternly. "Look y/n-" he got cut off "oh, shut up please.." you said angrily "please y/n" he pleaded with innocent poppy dog eyes. "fine, better be a good explain" you rolled you eyes. He took a deep breath in "I meant to say how I feel around you but it came out wrong the guy punching my stomach was meant to be called butterflies I just described them in my sense I'm really sorry" he bowed to you and bent in his knees and said " please, y/n I need you in my life I'd rather die without you please all I meant to say is I love you" he handed you the big bouquet of expensive flowers. "Are you for real I'm so happy! I love you soo much todo-kun I'm really sorry too!" You said happily taking the flowers from him. "that's great, do you want to go to the dance? I don't like the crowd that much but If you want to go we should go." he charmingly smiled at you with pink dusted on his cheeks. "No we should watch a movie and stay in our home comfort wrapped in a blanket enjoying each other's presence while others suffer in itchy uncomfy costumes in the dance!" You confessed you idea and todoroki happily agreed and then you sat next to each other and talked about you lives

As you were feeding yourselves the chocolate todoroki brought shoto got reminded of something important "by the way, here's your notebook you left it in school I went through it, you spelled my name wrong in the 3rd sentence of your poem." he said while hiding his face away from you and rubbing his neck "Have your mom not told you to no to go through people stuff?!?" You said embarrassed while forming into the cutest beetroot "no but, my mom thought me how dangerous and hot a kettle can be besides you my girl friend now." He said innocently "oh, you sweetheart Todo" you said while petting his head "oh no... It's happening again y/n.... it's doing it again." he said as concern was all over his face "why?!? Are you good?" You said worriedly "my hearts trying to break free.."

I don't wanna fix more errors my hands are litterely broken y I'm sorry I hope you enjoy this and feel free to tap double times and give me a like if you like this as always if you think I need to improve feel free to give me a piece of advice have a great day and stay beautiful!

[hazzybat]

Hello! I just saw that little snippet you wrote of Nace seeing Bojan and Jan on the dance floor and I loved it! I love that you sometimes write extra little bits of this fic, I love the fic and love seeing more content of the world! I was wondering if you'd like to and it's not too much trouble could I also request a small ficlet/snippet?

I really enjoyed the detail about Jure watching Kris and Bojan, and was also intrigued that you nearly wrote Jure watching Bojan and Jan! I'd love to read a scene of Jure watching Bokris (or BoJan if you prefer) from Jures POV!

Thank you <3

of course you can request ficlets! i love doing them!

have this little thing of BoKris fucking with Jure watching!

i realised just now rereading your ask i didn't really do it from Jure's POV but more kris's so i hope that's okay. whoops. sorry. i didn't read that bit till after i wrote it.

“Kriiiiisssssss” Bojan whined as he flopped dramatically over Kris’s legs.

“What?” Kris asked tiredly, running his hands through the demon’s hair almost instinctively. Bojan had been a menace all day, hitting Jure’s drums when he wasn’t meant to(he was never meant to), poking and prodding at Nace and Jan and fucking with their pedals. He’d draped himself over Kris dramatically, stuck his tongue out in lewd gestures and took every opportunity to make an innuendo or horny joke. He’d even eaten an ice cream he’d somehow found in the back of the freezer in the most seductive way possible, with obscene moans accompanying every lick. It was the middle of winter.

“I want a feed,” he grinned up at Kris cheekily. Of course he did.

“Can you wait until we get home?” Kris hissed out lowly. If he was home then he could maybe tie the little brat up and teach him a lesson about being annoying.

“I don’t wanna wait till we get home,” Bojan practically purred as he rose to kiss Kris who instinctively melted into the touch. He hated how good the demon’s kisses were and how easily Kris gave into them. Bitch.

“Kris go fuck him in Jure’s bed, I don’t want to deal with any more of Bojan’s antics. Maybe it’ll work off some of his energy before I start strangling him,” Nace called out from where he and Jan had been playing around with his bass, trying out a new bass line together and wondering how best Jan could accompany him.

“Yes please, daddy,” Bojan giggled as Nace rolled his eyes at the comment.

“I don’t remember giving permission to use my bedroom for fucking,” Jure said from behind his drum kit.

“it that not why we built it? That and napping?” Jan deadpanned. Jure flipped him off.

“Can we use your bedroom for fucking?” Bojan asked, now straddling Kris’s lap, the vampire idly stroking his back and trying to ignore the little hip thrusts Bojan kept doing.

“Only if I get to watch,” Jure said, his tone not quite conveying if he was joking or not. Evidently Bojan took that as an invitation as he leapt off Kris’s lap and pulled him down the halls, Jan’s low chuckle following behind them.

“Did I say I would help feed you darling?” Kris asked as Bojan flung open the door and began attacking Kris’s neck, making it harder for him to think. He once again cursed the fact Bojan was so damn sexy. He just had to kiss his neck and palm his crotch a bit and Kris was aroused and wanting him.

“Please? I really, really wanna fuck you. I swear I’ll be such a good boy after,” Bojan hissed out, his voice now lower and thick with need. Who was Kris to say no to such a sexy offer? Especially if it mean Bojan would stop being so damn annoying.

He drew Bojan’s lips to his own, kissing hungrily as his hands found their way under Bojan’s shirt, quickly removing it from his body. He dove in and began suckling at Bojan’s nipple making sure to leave soft bite marks in the skin as payback for his antics. The beautiful noises he received were a wonderful reward and Kris hummed happily.

“you’re so fucking annoying you know,” Kris mumbled almost to himself as he kissed back up to Bojan’s neck, licking at the sensitive skin behind his ear.

“I fully agree,” Jure commented from the shelf he was sitting on. Kris and Bojan both jumped at the remark and turned to face the ghost. He’d settled himself on a high shelf that only housed a few leftover books none of them would ever read. He waved.

“Are you actually gonna watch us?” Kris asked, a blush creeping over his face.

“That was my one condition,” Jure said smugly, “also you gotta make the bed again afterwards,”

There was a pause as Bojan and Kris looked at each other. Bojan flashed a smile, evidently wanting to put on a show for the ghost and looking to Kris for approval. The vampire considered it. He really wasn’t turned off by the idea. If anything Jure watching them was... kinda hot. He buried his face in Bojan’s neck and began kissing again, showing his approval with the arrangement.

Bojan moaned and quickly got to work removing Kris’s own clothes, discarding his overshirt and pulling his turtleneck over his head (Jure whooped encouragingly). It took very little time for Kris to be laying back on the bed, Bojan over him and his hand working over Kris’s still clothed cock. He hadn’t quite taken off his boxers yet. He was already panting and moaning however, Bojan’s tongue tracing over his collarbones and his body so wonderfully close.

Kris looked over Bojan’s shoulder and up to where Jure was still watching. The ghost’s eye were half lidded and he was touching himself through his jeans, palming and his bulge. His mouth was parted slightly and Kris could see his breath coming in ragged pants.

“Hey Muca” Kris called out, his own voice already heavy with lust “I wanna see you touch yourself properly,”

he was pretty sure he saw a blush colour Jure’s cheeks as he unzipped his pants and pulled down his boxers. Bojan growled in approval at the request, lifting his head to watch as Jure took out his dick and began to stroke himself. A pulse of need flowed to Kris’s cock at the sight and he eagerly pulled Bojan close, sharing a heated kiss with him, desperate and wanting.

Jure let out shaky breaths, his hand stroking his cock eagerly as he watched Bojan ravage Kris, fucking him hard and fast, as Kris moaned and pleaded below him. He came soon after Bojan spilled into the vampire, Kris following close behind the other two.

“How was the show?” Bojan panted out, looking at at Jure, who was floating down to meet the two, now naked and relaxed on the bed.

“Very good. Very talented actors, would watch again” Jure grinned as he pressed a ghostly kiss to each of their cheeks. “Remember to fix the bed before you leave,” he said before zipping up his trousers and floating through the wall.

[orchidyoonkook]

Hey, I was off tumblr for a bit. Came back to an amazing chapter put out by you!!! No joke, when you mentioned the bunny slippers, I snapped my head to glance at mine. The glance turned to a flustered stare quick though lol.

I can’t begin to say how much change this piece bring to the plot and the change in your way of writing. We can see the genuine thoughts of jk, and boy, oh boy, he’s absolutely smitten and in low-key disappointment. I can’t wait to see what’s next for these characters. The texts between the oc and jk is so adorable and puts a warm feeling that I think many people can understand.

Jk, well I guess you, really made me search up these artist nicknames and try to piece together if the had meaning to the plot. And the nicknames are original in terms of concept and that makes it cuter. I really like the study aspect or the studious side of oc that you put out, it’s refreshing as a trait and didn’t fully stereotype her, it added more to her. Her tendencies to pack her life with studying and forget about herself, I relate real hard. Jungkook is doing such a boyfriend move by checking up on her and making her eat well.

Even Yuri, my gosh, I absolutely love her. Her realization, her coming back to the oc and their friendship is great. I also love her bounce back. Honestly speaking, this might be my favorite chapter cause it left me wanting more. Jungkook good luck man. Cornelius, don’t break my bae’s heart, I will attack you!!! I feel protective okay, she’s my friend…

As always Yoon, you improved-amazing transitions, numerous different ways to describe details, and more visual invoking statements. The story is coming into life in a wispy way. I hope that’s what you intended (the wispy, foggy, dream like way). You have a certain tone or feeling you try to envoke with each scene and it comes through to the readers. I loved it, it was such a treat to come back on tumblr to this!

By the way these are my slippers! 😉🥴

Love you boo,

Bubbles 🫧

Bubbles!!???!!??!!!? Oh???? MY GOD!????

Okay the way I literally screamed when I got this. My partner was like “what do keep squealing about?” Because we’re in bed and he’s trying to sleep and my ass is keeping him awake with my absolute glee.

Bubbles. My love. My wholehearted DARLING. i have so so SO many words for you, and as a always, they will be under the cut.

Firstly:

I LOVE YOU SO FKING MUCH!!!!!!!!♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️

Okay, now that I’ve gotten that screaming out of my system, onto:

Hey, I was off tumblr for a bit. Came back to an amazing chapter put out by you!!! No joke, when you mentioned the bunny slippers, I snapped my head to glance at mine.

WELCOME BACK DARLING♥️♥️♥️♥️

I’m so so SO happy you liked the chapter!! It’s one of my favourites because you get to see them blossoming and it makes my heart so soft.

YOU HAVE BUNNY SLIPPERS!??? I’m jealous but also, growing up I had piggy slippers! So I consider us fraternal slipper twins now.

The glance turned to a flustered stare quick though lol.

—Oop 😂😂

I can't begin to say how much change this piece bring to the plot and the change in your way of writing.

This right here. Is (one of many reasons) why I do it. To know that people can see me improving as I go is so wonderfully insane to me. And not only that but then you let me KNOW you can see me improving!??? Thank you for that!!

We can see the genuine thoughts of jk, and boy, oh boy, he's absolutely smitten and in low-key disappointment. I can't wait to see what's next for these characters. The texts between the oc and jk is so adorable and puts a warm feeling that l think many people can understand.

His POV is my favourite to write. Because he’s so unlike me. I’m so goofy and silly and not prim and proper—even when I try! The only things we have in common are our love of the arts and the ability to hide our emotions. So it’s so fun to step into his shoes and pretend for a little while.

I love their texts. Coming up with them and phrasing them. Seeing how they write and send in different ways. I just. I love them so much.

I’m so glad there’s a warm feeling. That’s what I get when I write them.

Jk, well I guess you, really made me search up these artist nicknames and try to piece together if the had meaning to the plot. And the nicknames are original in terms of concept and that makes it cuter.

Sorry I made you do homework! I don’t personally put a meaning on the nicknames into the plot. But if you’d like to them by all means!!! I actually did like a two hour google session of a bunch of famous artists just to make sure I would have enough of them 😅😅.

I really like the study aspect or the studious side of oc that you put out, it's refreshing as a trait and didn't fully stereotype her, it added more to her. Her tendencies to pack her life with studying and forget about herself, I relate real hard.

I love how dedicated reader is to her studies. I love that she has this drive that comes from somewhere inside and doesn’t let anyone get in her way, and even better, that those who are closest to her know this, and support her through it because they see how important it is to her.

I’m glad it’s relatable. As always I’m trying to strive for realism and I know I sure as hell forget to take care of myself when I’m so absorbed into an important task.

And as a personal note, low key a tiny self insert as ya girl was a straight A arts student. But the point of making her an arts student was to show that it’s not just STEM and other such subjects that can require years of work and dedication to succeed in. The arts are what keep humanity alive in my opinion, so for this particular story it was important for me to have her be so dedicated to her studies in art because they’re also important <3

Jungkook is doing such a boyfriend move by checking up on her and making her eat well.

He’s the best. And the best part about him being the best is he’s doing it because he cares for her and not because he wants anything from her. He truly just wants to make sure she’s okay. Prince JK bestest boy.

Even Yuri, my gosh, I absolutely love her. Her realization, her coming back to the oc and their friendship is great. I also love her bounce back.

You’re the first person (in my immediate memory) who’s said they love Yuri so thank you for that. I know she’s a.. difficult character but I have so much love for her, so the fact that’s she finally getting it from you makes me so so happy.

She’s such a go get what you want because you want it girl. Her bounce back makes me so proud of her.

Honestly speaking, this might be my favorite chapter cause it left me wanting more. Jungkook good luck man. Cornelius, don't break my bae's heart, I will attack you!!! I feel protective okay, she's my friend…

STOPPIT 😭😭♥️♥️ I said it earlier but it’s one of my favourites too!!

I love how protective everyone is for reader! Nel’s got something coming to him if he hurts her and it’s from you guys!! She’s so loved and I love that for her because she deserves it.

As always Yoon, you improved-amazing transitions, numerous different ways to describe details, and more visual invoking statements.

I’m so so so so so thrilled for this particular statement because it’s something I’m actively working hard on trying to improve. I’m constantly looking for areas that I can tweak and fix and make better. So the fact that it’s something that’s noticeable and is a good noticeable, I just. I can’t thank you enough for that validation.

The story is coming into life in a wispy way. I hope that's what you intended (the wispy, foggy, dream like way). You have a certain tone or feeling you try to envoke with each scene and it comes through to the readers. I loved it, it was such a treat to come back on tumblr to this.

The story came from a literal dream so that makes total sense to me! I’m happy it comes off that way! And holy shit! I really do try to do the tone and feelings through each scene so the fact that it comes through!??? Practice really does make improvement!

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I’ve said it a couple times throughout the blog but TWWWBAATTA is the third thing I’ve ever written for pleasure (aka outside of academics) in my life so I’m always worried that my inexperience just shouts at you guys when reading when I want it to be an immersive experience.

And I don’t say this as a means to compliment grab, truly I don’t. I say it to really try and cement into meaning how much your words mean to me. I’m a BABY writer, I’ve barely even crawled into the writing world, yet you and several others have taken the time out of their days to not only read my little story, but leave these wonderful, constructive, encouraging comments and reviews. You let me know that what I’m trying to do and to achieve IS what’s happening, and that I’m improving with each publishing.

I can never ever thank you enough for your kind and generous words/reviews. I really wish I could put into words (ironic) how much they do. I know I can say they’re a big reason I can keep going even when the material is fighting me tooth and nail. I remember there are lovely folks like yourself who are looking forward to the next chapter.

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By the way these are my slippers! 😉🥴

I can’t copy the picture for some reason BUT THOSE ARE LITERALLY SO CUTE OHMYGODDDDD. They remind me of Easter!! (I was born the day before Easter!)

Love you boo,

Bubbles 🫧

Have I mentioned that I love you? Because I love you literally so much.

I have no words other than thank you, I love you, 10000000 kisses for Bubbles and *unhinged loving screaming*. I hope that gives off the vibes I’m intending it too.

Thank you Bubbles, love you too, Boo ♥️

[turtletaubwrites]

Numbers Game ~ Part 23

Here They Come

Pairings: Cross Guild x Fem!Reader x Shanks

Numbers Game Masterlist

Word Count: 4090

Ao3 Link

Series Playlist: Youtube Music Link | Youtube Link

Summary: Party's about to start. Can everybody pull themselves together amidst more untimely confrontations?

Author's Note: Heeyyy, so still hella drama, but not nearly as much trauma this time around. And of course, the smut! There's a new symbol for POV shifting. ⏰ paired with one or more of the boys will be a flashback of their past. I hope you enjoy! (Smutty flashbacks occur during adulthood of all parties involved!)

Alternate POV Symbols:

🌲 ~ Flashbacks from Reader's Past | 🐊 ~ Crocodile | 🗡 ~ Mihawk | 🤡 ~ Buggy | 🔴 ~ Shanks | ⏰ ~ Flashbacks for listed POV | ⚫ ~ Scenes depicting panic attacks &/or big trauma (These symbols bracket sections to denote the POV shift)

!!! SPOILER WARNING !!! Fic contains spoilers for the end of the Wano arc

Rating/Warnings: Author May Choose to Exclude some Warnings to Avoid Spoilers for Certain Chapters, Explicit Sexual Content, 18+ ONLY, MDNI, AFAB!Reader, She/Her Pronouns for Reader, Reader-Insert, Use of Y/N, Dark Content, Blood & Violence, PTSD, Panic Attacks, Dissociation, Grief, Swearing, Alcohol, Cigars, Smut, Fluff, Angst, Guilt, Drama, Jealousy, Manipulation, Pet Names, Power Imbalance, Cross Guild boys are VILLAINS, Possessive Behavior, Teasing, Threats, Size Difference, Daddy Kink, Blowjobs, Inappropriate Use of Akuma no Mi | Devil Fruit Powers, Shameless Shameless Smut, Other Additional Tags to Be Added

| masterlist | about me | rules | ao3 |

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Gods, he’s dull.

He stared at you from across the decadent table, though the candlelight dancing in the crystal glasses was all you wanted to look at. 

“I hear you’re quite the mathematician,” the faceless suitor cooed, almost pulling you out of your daze. “That you’re actually working at a bank?”

“Yes, I—“

“What a unique hobby,” he patronized, making you fight not to roll your eyes.

Not worth it. Not even close.

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I love the way he touches me.

You stopped your mind, refusing to go down the dangerous road it was headed. Enjoying every last moment of pretend with them was all you needed. You couldn’t lose yourself in comfort and hope so deep that you forgot it was about to end. 

Yet, those long, dangerous fingers were so good at making you forget everything. 

Mihawk’s touch could be cruel, vicious, intoxicating. Yet, there was something different about times like these as he helped you get ready for the party. Right now, his fingers felt reverent. 

He was a sculptor. An artist who valued beauty, and pleasure above all things. You were both his medium, and his muse. You were the clay, and the marble. His teasing, dancing fingers would call you forth, bringing you out to meet the world. 

Bringing you to life.

Stop.

Just need to enjoy it. Enjoy his scent, his touch, his hypnotizing voice. 

I’ll take these daydreams with me.

“How’s my little rabbit? Would you like an espresso?”

Huffing a laugh after he caught you in a yawn, you felt yourself slipping. Slipping into grief while you ached to savor every moment you could, but your body wouldn’t let you. Exhaustion was ripping you into useless pieces.

“Do I have enough time for a nap?”

The pity in his eyes turned your stomach.

It’s true. This is my last night.

“Of course, darling. I’ll wake you when it’s time to finish up.”

Gratitude couldn’t leave your lips, even after he wrapped your hair in silk, laying you gently on that massive bed. Even as he left you in the dark. 

Yet, gratitude filled you for the sleep that came quickly, instead of leaving you to scream against the pain and rage in your heart. 

No dreams. 

Thank fuck for no dreams.

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Mihawk snuck out of the darkened suite, flashing his golden eyes toward Crocodile’s heavy steps while he shut the door softly. 

Scowling at the swordsman, Crocodile tried to shove down the unease that had been building all fucking day. Y/N. Red Hair. Y/N. Mihawk. Y/N. The stupid, fucking party. 

And the thought of how Y/N would react to the party favors.

Crocodile chided himself, wishing he’d explained it to her before everything got fucked. Now his sweet girl was gonna see—

“She’s taking a nap.” Mihawk cut off that spiral, his hushed tone relaxing as he moved away from the door. “I’ll help her finish soon, she just needs…”

“Is she alright?”

Mihawk tried not to let the guilt in his gut pour out of him, meeting those silver eyes before nodding toward the middle suite. Noting the tension buzzing through Crocodile’s large body. 

“Answer me,” he demanded, fighting to keep his voice down. The ex-warlord wanted to be farther away so he could let this feeling out, but he couldn’t go too far from her. Not when she needed him like this. 

“Our numbers girl is not well,” Mihawk reported, sinking into self hatred as the image of her tired eyes haunted him. “Can we do this party without her? Can we let her sleep?”

Crocodile wanted to ride on his anger, but the weakness in the swordsman’s voice made him pause. 

He cares for her.

“Let’s let her decide,” he rasped, resisting the urge to run into that room to hold her, to beg at her feet for her to stay. The thought of her staying because she feared his reaction made his bones ache, not sure of anything he could do that wouldn’t hurt her. He slumped onto the edge of the bed, his own exhaustion remarkably heavier than after a brutal fight. 

The crack of wood beneath him made him curse, hoping he hadn’t woken his sweet girl. 

“Did you just break the bed,” Mihawk choked, fighting a laugh as the terrifying ex-warlord ungracefully pulled himself up from the caved-in mattress, shards of wood scattered across the lovely carpet. 

“I wasn’t paying attention,” he sighed, nudging a hunk of splintered wood with a freshly shined shoe. 

“I’m amazed that our little green couch has survived this long,” Mihawk teased. He walked toward the larger man, almost forgetting for a moment. 

“I like that couch,” Crocodile grumbled, still frowning at the destruction he’d caused so casually. 

I’m gonna hurt her without even meaning to. I hurt everything.

“I think we all like that couch,” the swordsman purred, resting his hand on Crocodile’s arm. Guilt was almost stuffing itself down while he distracted himself, focusing on the man before him.

“Is that where you and Red Hair were last night? Enjoying our couch while our girl needed us?”

The words came out in a quiet rage, but rage nonetheless. The fact that Crocodile hadn’t already hurt this golden eyed liar was making him dizzy. 

She needs us. It’ll hurt her. Can’t hurt her. Won’t hurt her. 

A constant mantra to keep himself from violence. Y/N’s gorgeous, frightened eyes were like a muzzle in his mind. The urge to bite wasn’t trained away yet, his body just one small push away from giving in.

Never again. 

He still felt sick. 

Mihawk removed his hand, a strange laughter struggling to leave his throat. After what he’d done to Y/N, he hadn’t given a thought to how his new lover might be feeling about his old one. It never even crossed his mind. 

I haven’t changed at all. 

“Shanks—“

“Your close friend,” Crocodile hissed, clenching his fist, trying so fucking hard to navigate anger without violence. 

Fuck. Maybe she won’t miss this asshole if I kill him. Maybe. 

“Yes, we—“

“You’re gonna leave with them, aren’t you?” His fears rocked through him. The ones he hadn’t let fully take shape in his mind. “You’re gonna take Y/N, and Buggy, and you… you’re all gonna leave the monster behind.”

Crocodile hated every pathetic sound that had just left his lips. He sat down against the wall to avoid breaking more furniture, but it only reminded him of last night. His sweet girl, trusting him with her deepest pain. Trusting him to protect her. Heat filled his throat, and he wanted to spit it out.

“It’s up to her,” Mihawk whispered, not sure what to feel as he watched this mountain of a man clench his eyes shut in pain, not from battle, but from the fear of losing…

Mihawk joined him on the floor, trying not to care about his coat. He leaned his head back against the wall, too tired to resist these new, uncomfortable urges. This new, uncomfortable need to stop hurting everyone. To care. To try.

“I’m sorry I brought him into bed without asking you.”

Crocodile sighed, too caught up to think about how many times Dracule fucking Mihawk had apologized to him the last few days. One time was wild enough, and it seemed to be a lie. 

This time…

“Why did you act like he didn’t mean anything to you,” he whispered, letting this conversation take part of his mind away from his worries about her. 

Mihawk let out a harsh laugh, covering those pretty eyes with his hands while he stretched and groaned, arching his back toward the ceiling. 

Why is all of this so fucking hard? 

“I acted like that because I am a liar,” he confessed, waiting for the sting of a hook that didn’t come. “I lied to myself. I was a coward, and a bad person.”

They both gave a tiny smile, surprised to catch that look on the other’s face when the two ex-warlords met eyes. 

“Trying not to be a monster is proving to be a more difficult challenge than I had anticipated.”

Truth, painful truth filled the swordsman’s words, and Crocodile didn’t fight his new, uncomfortable need.

His need to care for all of his beautiful, little lovers. To keep them from pain.

“We’re partners, right? How about we help each other with that,” he offered, spreading his arm out wide, hoping Mihawk would join him. Needing it. Needing all of them. “Maybe mean ol’ Crocodile, and his selfish little prince can learn not to be monsters. At least not to everyone.”

“I thought you hated liars,” Mihawk teased, scanning the other man for hints of violence. Trying to process all of those strange words. 

“I’m trying out this new thing,” he huffed, shaking his head while he waited for warmth beside him. “Don’t get used to it.”

Mihawk gave a real laugh now, cutting himself off to stay quiet. He scooted over, resting his head against Crocodile’s chest while that terrifying and comforting arm curled around him. 

This is nice, they both thought.

“You know, I was still pretty naughty,” Mihawk purred, unable to resist. “You should probably punish me any–”

“Oh, you’ll get what you deserve, little prince,” Crocodile chuckled. He let himself have just this moment to relax. To feel like things were alright. “Daddy’ll take care of ya.”

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“You can suck my dick after the show, Red Hair.”

Shanks loved Buggy even more for the laugh he’d managed to pull free from his rotten soul. 

“Buggy, please,” he begged, shamefully begged. “Do you have any time to talk?”

The clown narrowed his eyes at his old friend, concern creeping around him at the strain in his voice, the tightness in his eyes. 

“What’s wrong,” Buggy hissed, pulling him into the private dressing room. A light blush heated all the way up to his ears from the thought of their last rendezvous here. That heat died quickly, his blood running cold at the bitter laughter that left the red haired pirate’s throat.

What’s wrong with him?

“I’m so sorry, Bugs, I’m sorry I– fuck, I’m being so selfish,” Shanks started rambling, pacing and pacing while his hand flexed, gesturing out with a tension Buggy’d never seen before. “No, I shouldn’t do this now. Not before your show. Sorry, Bugs, you should go have a good show. I’ll just… I’ll talk to you after. I’m sorry.”

Buggy’s floating hand slammed the door closed when Shanks tried to leave, his other hand pulling him around by his cloak. 

“Are you fucking kidding me,” he hissed, eyes wide while he tried to figure out what sort of drug could have made Shanks babble like this. Made him look this scared, this sick. “You can’t do ominous shit like this, and then just leave without telling me what the fuck is going on! Did someone fucking die? Why are you freaking out right now?”

“You’re right.” Shanks let out a pained laugh, leaning his back against the mirrored wall. “I don’t know what I’m doing.”

The clown glared, but nothing else came loose. He shook the other pirate, shaking his shoulders until those desperate, brown eyes met his.

“What you’re doing is telling me what the fuck is wrong with you, shithead.”

“That was always my favorite nickname,” Shanks smiled, eyes going dreamy.

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“You know it’s silly to keep blaming me for that,” Shanks teased, trailing his fingers along Buggy’s bare shoulders as the clown took off his shoes. Taking too long to undress while they had another fake argument about Buggy swallowing the devil fruit he’d stolen when they were kids. 

“Well, I’m just a silly clown then,” Buggy grumbled, tossing a shoe against the wall without much force before kicking off his pants. “Just a–” 

“Just my silly clown,” Shanks purred after propping up his straw hat on the nightstand. He pushed that lovely, blue hair aside to breathe kisses up Buggy’s neck.

“I’m not yours, shithead,” he argued, though the fierceness faded into need fast when Shanks’ hand reached around his side to tease along his chest and stomach. Buggy couldn’t handle anything Shanks did or said. Rivals, friends, or this, he was always overwhelmed. 

Especially this. 

Shanks’ compliments and flirtations had always flustered and infuriated him, but now… Now he couldn’t think anytime his new lover was near. His lover. His boyfriend? His Shanks. He would tease, and play, and make him lose his mind. Could hardly get through a conversation without his face getting hot. 

It was amazing. Incredible. Still… unbelievable. Still waiting for his beautiful lover to fall for the next stranger they met. To meet someone as perfect as he was. To fess up that this was just a joke after all.

That I’m just a joke.

Just a silly clown.

Those fears were hard to remember with Shanks’ lips on his skin. With the lovely lies he’d whisper in his ear. With the way he said his name like that.

“Buggy,” Shanks rasped, sinking to his knees between Buggy’s legs at the edge of the bed. “How about I make it up to you?”

Shanks loved saying that. He loved watching Buggy’s eyes flutter, seeing his breath catch. 

One day I’ll make him believe me.

The red haired pirate was determined to make his lover feel beautiful. He’d seen the world be cruel, he’d fought that cruel world for Buggy, with Buggy. 

I’ll make him smile. 

“Do you want me to tell you what to do, baby,” he purred, hands stroking down Buggy’s inner thighs. “Or does my silly clown wanna be in charge right now?”

“Shut up, and suck my dick already, idiot– mmn, fuck yeah.”

Shanks hummed, taking his lover’s balls into his mouth while he started stroking along that perfect length. Buggy always got so hard, so fast, and Shanks’ eyes rolled back at the feel of those thick veins against his skin. 

“I said–”

Shanks grinned at Buggy’s order, cutting him off. He swirled his tongue around the tip, moaning softly at the taste of him. He teased and sucked that sensitive head, pulling away with a popping sound while he watched every little twitch Buggy gave him. 

“Stop teasing.”

“But you’re doing so well for me, baby,” Shanks praised, his voice and eyes dark as Buggy’s head fell back, starting to beg. “So good for—“

“F-fuck, Shanks…”

“Sorry, Bugs,” he gloated, kissing the tip one more time. “Let me make it up to you.”

“Gods, don’t stop! Please.”

Feeling Buggy shake, hearing him beg, whimper, and whine for him, was one of Shanks’ favorite things in the world. There was no one like him. No one more deserving, no one who needed him more. 

He stopped his rhythm just long enough to let Buggy shiver at the slow, tight pressure of Shanks taking him all in, his throat like heaven to the clown that had fallen back against the mattress. The rhythm built again, built until the clown’s still-gloved hands gripped the sheets. Shanks felt a momentary twinge that he hadn't noticed the gloves before, but then his mind was gone, drowning in Buggy, drowning in all that come down his throat, and the sound of his name on those red lips. 

“Shanks,” Buggy cried out, back arching from the insane pleasure that Shanks kept giving him. Spilling his need down that gorgeous, eager throat would never stop feeling like a dream. Never stop feeling like this. 

The red haired pirate couldn’t help but tease, making his clown twitch when he licked his tip again, drained of every last drop. He laughed at Buggy’s gasp, then crawled up beside him, not caring about the colors on his face when he stole a kiss. 

“So,” Shanks smirked as he rested his head on Buggy’s chest. “Did that make up for–”

“No,” Buggy scoffed, struggling to keep a cheesy smile off of his face. “Not even close, shithead.”

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“Hey, idiot! Are you on drugs? I told Mohji not to share with–”

The giggle that Shanks let out did not help his case, but he tried. 

He tried to figure out how to do or say anything with this weight on him. He felt like he was being crushed beneath all this guilt, this disgust, this fear that he’d ruined his own happiness, and how selfish that thought felt after all he’d done. 

And now he was piling it all onto Buggy before his big show. 

How do I stop being such a fucking asshole?

Buggy was very close to slapping him. Really fucking wanted to. Why wait–

“I fucked up,” Shanks admitted, his arm hanging loose at his side. He paused again, and Buggy pulled his hands away from the red haired man’s cloak, releasing him, and readying himself to beat the shit out of his drug-addled friend.

“I have too many apologies to give you right now. I’m sorry. I should have said it sooner, and I shouldn’t have come and ruined your pre show yellfest.”

“There wasn’t much to ruin,” Buggy laughed, still watching Shanks like he was a cornered animal. “Apparently I’m good at my job now.”

“You’ve always been good, Bug–”

“Don’t fucking do that.”

Shanks’ breath caught at the sudden anger in Buggy’s voice. Real anger. Not the play anger they always had. 

“I’m sorry, Bugs. What do you mean?”

“What do you mean,” Buggy mocked, stepping back as his body disconnected, pieces floating up and around while he snapped. “Your favorite fucking sentence. You always just swoop in, and act like nothing bad ever happened! You act all sweet, say all this shit, and fucking touch me like– It’s not fair! You’re too…”

Red Haired Shanks had never looked like this. All of Buggy’s pieces stopped moving while he stared his old friend. He’d never looked this wrecked, not even when he was blacked out, and throwing up over the side of the ship. He always looked dreamy eyed, or just too fucking relaxed, no matter what was happening. The most negativity he’d show Buggy was just mild, teasing annoyance, and even then, he’d slip into flirting almost instantly.

Right now Shanks looked like he was falling to pieces. 

Buggy’s words were knives through the gut, tearing him down, almost dragging him to his knees. That anger that he’d always ignored was brutal. It was evidence of everything Shanks now hated about himself. Every ugly, selfish mistake was real. 

He’d truly hurt Buggy.

Now he’d hurt the woman he loves. 

And now he might be hurting this strange group of lovers that he’d been so determined to steal his clown back from. 

Not my clown.

“Are you crying,” Buggy shouted as he grabbed Shanks’ face, squeezing his cheeks to force him to look up. Buggy’s head flew down, blinking at the tears in the Emperor of the Sea’s eyes.

“I’m sorry for everything, Buggy,” Shanks mumbled, struggling between the pressure in his throat, and the clown’s grip on his face. “I’m not gonna say I’ll make it up to you this time. I know I say that every time, Bugs… but I’d like to talk about it all later. If you want to.”

“Okay…” Buggy pulled his body together, slowly releasing Shanks’ face, and wondering if he was the one on drugs instead of his old friend. “You swear no one died?”

“I swear,” he laughed, finally a sliver of hope showing through his darkened soul. “Although the party hasn’t started yet.”

“Will you watch out for her for me?”

Buggy’s voice sounded light, but Shanks knew how real his request was. That sliver of hope felt pathetic.

I’m the one that hurt her.

“I will.”

Buggy kissed him before kicking him out, and Shanks stood there, frozen in shame until performers cussed at him for being in the way. 

Can I fucking drink now?

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~~~🐊🗡️🐊🗡️~~~

Beautiful, they both thought while they looked at their numbers girl.

Mihawk’s guilt over treating her like a toy, and dressing her up like a doll was almost forgotten when she’d let him trail his hands over her skin, her hair, let him play with her. Y/N was always stunning, but he couldn’t wait to turn her around for Crocodile to see after he’d accentuated her features. 

It was incredibly satisfying to watch that frightening face melt at the sight of her. 

What a strange, lovely girl, to bring so many villains to their knees. 

The swordsman was already on his knees for her, and would gladly do so again, smiling to himself at the thought. 

“Are you ready, little rabbit,” he rasped, standing to offer her his hand. Crocodile could see her shaking at the vanity, and he had to move toward her, coming to stand beside his little prince. 

“We’re right here with you, sweet girl,” he promised, wanting to take her and run, to leave the fucking guild behind just to see her real smile again. 

“I’m ready,” Y/N cleared her throat, that perfect mask of a smile hiding his girl away. He didn’t even care that she’d lied. 

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They weren’t supposed to touch you at the party. A firm rule you’d set in place, needing to be seen as professional to maintain respect with these contacts, even if they assumed the truth anyway. 

It was always about the image you showed, not the truth behind it. No truths in this world.

Just need enough berry to paint a pretty picture. 

You couldn’t decide if you regretted the no touching rule or not. Which option was less likely to make you cry in front of all the guests?

Here they come.

You almost smirked at the twitching in Crocodile and Mihawk's hands as they stood beside you, watching the line come closer. Buggy had to wait backstage for the show, so his executives and CFO would be greeting the guests. 

The guest list was seared into your mind. You had obsessed, going over and over it, making sure that only the right people showed, making sure that their plus one’s were up to your standards. 

Each guest could bring a maximum of two personal guards. Crocodile had fought you on that, but he’d finally agreed that not a single rich sleaze bag would be brave enough to meet with a bunch of pirates without security. He did insist that sea prism stone would be confiscated at the gate, and that all the guards would be tested to ensure no devil fruit users would be attending. 

You knew every single thing about the guests heading up those steps, yet you still scanned each one as you turned on that Sylvad charm. 

Mihawk and Crocodile seemed to radiate the opposite of charm, and you were glad you were part of the greeting party, otherwise the guests might have all run screaming.

“Do you have to be so scary,” you scolded with a laugh. “You’re making my job harder here.”

“Come now, rabbit. You have them all wrapped around your little finger,” Mihawk teased, his voice bringing a flush to your skin that you tried to ignore.

“That’s Mayor Kottley, isn't it?” Crocodile flicked his eyes toward the ostentatious man in a bowler hat that was taking his time strutting up the steps. “The one with the brothel–”

“Shh,” you swallowed a laugh, your eyes wide. You tried to get your face straight, but couldn’t resist asking. “How did you know that?”

“My sweet girl's notes are very thorough, and very entertaining.”

A true smile started.

Almost forgot. I almost forgot it’s over.

That thought made it easier to find your face again, the pride and warmth that had flooded your veins drifting away. 

Guest after guest after guest. So many annoying people with condescending smiles. This was not the kind of pretend you wanted.

At least I get to help them all before it’s over. At least I matter that much.

“Sweetheart,” Crocodile interrupted your spiral, his voice reminding you to breathe and smile. “You know what this guild is for, right? Sorry, of course you do…. I just forgot to warn you. We're gonna be doing that tonight.”

“Doing wha—“

“Well, don’t you look lovely, Y/N. And here I thought you hated parties.”

That voice came from a tall, handsome man in a conservative, yet expensive suit. The scent of citrus and cedarwood moved with him when he kissed your hand.

It’s over.

“Hello, Uncle Cedrick.”

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Part 24

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[firesnap]

A lot of people in this fandom suffer from the idea that "main character" somehow means "best character" and then try to defend that really weak "everyone's the main character but ____ specifically is not!!" stance. Main means their story tends to intertwine and impact more plotlines than anyone else's. Main means they're meant to be a POV for the audience to watch to follow most major chunks of the story.

I was in a fandom where my favorite character would sometimes have a line an episode. He still was hugely important, actually the darling of the fandom, and had his own storyline. But he was not the main character. I feel like most people have had that character they love? Unless this is your first fandom? DSMP spoils people because they can like those main characters, those villains and side plots and people who run concurrent stories or have supporting roles and get tons of content.

That doesn't mean they're the main character.

Tommy's the main character. I've said my reasons for this before but it's just... the truth. Tommy's the character originally written as the audience's insert/most accessible POV. Every storyline either brushes against something Tommy is doing, impacts something he's doing, or addresses where he is while it's going on.

When Inniters are complaining about how abuse or trauma is talked about by other CC's and fans in the fandom, it's not because they want everyone to love their darling boy. People attack it like they're offended Tommy's the main character. They need to tear down that he's not! Because he's not universally loved and their favorite is just as special! Main character does not mean most beloved. I think we can all list five fandoms, immediately, where the main character isn't the most popular person to the fandom.

Inniters gets upset about it because it does impact the main story of the server. Inniters get concerned about how it gets handled because , to outsiders and new people exposed to the dsmp, that's going to be one of the first, if not the first, story people are going to learn. When you ask people where to start with the DSMP you're going to get told by a lot of people, both in fandom and not, to start with Tommy.

I feel like when Tommy fans "start discourse" about this stuff it becomes a battle of "Tommy's not as special as you think! It's not all about Tommy! People are allowed to not like Tommy! he isn't the main character!" and not what it is about -- the language and message sent about a pretty dark story that threads through the whole server... and what legacy as a story we're going to leave behind after things end.

[klarex]

I LOVE Ahsoka and I think reader caring about her is the sweetest thing! I don't know how the hell did I written it so long, but boy here we go..

Genre: fluff

Warnings: swearing?, injuries, teasing by Snips and Skyguy mostly, fighting, bombs if that even count, if I miss anything let me know :)

Summary: Anakin and Ahsoka need a back-up.

Paring: Obi-wan x Jedi! Fem! reader

Only a little?

Not my gif he is looking at me btw

Pov. Y/n

I was walking around a Star Cruiser, having nothing better to do.

- Master L/n!!!!

I heard someone shouting from behind me. I turned around and saw Ahsoka running my direction. When she catch up with me she stopped and tried to catch her breath.

- Yes, Ahsoka?

I asked, smiling.

I love this girl. She can always make me smile.

- First, my Master and Master Kenobi wanted to talk to you and they are waiting in the hangar. And second I wanted to ask you something.

I nodded letting her to continue.

- How do you do your super attack?

She asked waving her hands, trying to mime my super attack movements and we laughed.

- I will show you when we will get back on Coruscant, okey?

I said and she nodded. Her comlink started ringing.

- It's Admiral. I will see you later Y/n!

She said while running and waving me goodbye. I did the same and ran to the hangar.

I saw Obi-wan, Anakin and Rex talking. Obi-wan seem to notice me as he smirked and crossed his arms on his chest. I rolled my eyes and got closer to them.

- Hello Masters. Capitan.

I said and nodded at them. Anakin and Rex nodded back.

- I see your Padawan can be submissive sometimes, unlike you.

Obi-wan said still smirking. He stroked his beard with one hand and looked at his earlier Padawan. Anakin groaned.

- So what did you wanted to talk about?

I asked them putting my hands behind my back.

- Well... me and Rex have to go to the Admiral and make a new plan. So we will see you later Y/n.

Anakin said and walked away with Rex.

- So what now, General Kenobi?

He chuckled.

- Y/n.. stop with formalities when we are alone.

He said with a smirk.

- I see you have an amazing day today, Obi-wan.

I said with a sarcasm.

- It became better when I saw you. You want to go to cafeteria and eat lunch with me?

He offered me his arm and I gently grabbed it. We slowly walked to a small cafeteria and took some food and drinks. We sat down next to a table and shared a little chit chat.

- So how are you doing? We haven't talked in a while.

I asked.

- Mm... I'm fine. Nothing special.. What about you?

He said and put a spoon with a soup in his mouth. I rested my chin on my hand.

- Same.. I'm just bored lately.

- I see... maybe when we get back on Coruscant, I can keep you busy.

- Sounds nice.

I said with a smile and Obi-wan smiled back. I grabbed my drink and brought it to my lips, but I was interrupted by Obi-wan's comlink buzzing. He clicked a button and Anakin's figure pops up. He was defending himself with his lightsaber from blasters.

- Anakin, what's happening there?

- Ummmm... You know Master.. We have a little problem down here, and we might need some help!

- We will be there in a few.

Obi-wan said and stood up, pressing a button on his comlink. I stood up too and we ran to the hangar.

- We need to find Cody.

Obi-wan said and I nodded. I looked around and saw him standing in a corner, talking with another clone.

- Cody!!

I shouted and ran to him with Obi-wan following me. He straightened and looked our way.

- Yes sir, ma'am?

- We need you and boys to help us rescue Anakin.

He nodded and called for more clones and a few ships. Meanwhile Obi-wan informed Admiral about sending ourselves to help Anakin. He wasn't very happy with that, but thankfully he let us go.

When we started to take off, the ship shook a little, I tripped and fell on Obi-wan's chest. I felt my cheeks heating. I looked up at him and saw him smiling.

- Are you okey, darling?

If I wasn't blushing earlier, I'm definitely now!

- Y- yes, yes. I'm- I'm fine.

I stood up and dusted off my robes. He smiled and we heard pilot saying:

- We're gonna land soon. Be ready.

We waited a little and felt the ship land. The doors opened and we ran out off it, igniting our lightsabers and protecting ourselves from blasters.

- Anakin we are here.

I said to my comlink.

- Oh thanks Maker! We are on your right.

He said and we saw him, Ahsoka and clones running to us. Moments later we heard ships exploding behind us.

Great..

- We need to get to this cave and we will knock them out with rocks!

Anakin said and pointed at the cave inside a mountain on our left.

- You heard him, Cody! Let's go!

Obi-wan said with his nose scrunched and we ran deep inside the cave. When droids caught up with us we were defending ourselves with our lightsabers and slowly going backwards. I didn't see a rock behind me and I tripped over it. I closed my eyes already waiting for a pain to hit me, but it didn't come. I slowly opened my eyes to see Obi-wan holding me by my waist. I looked in his beautiful blue eyes, smiling as he was looking into mine, smiling too.

- Okey, you two. We have work to do!!

Anakin yelled and I immediately got up. We all closed our sabers and used the Force to push rocks on droids and close the entrance. It right away got dark and we ignited our lightsabers back on and clones turned on theirs headlights.

- We should get moving and find another exit.

Anakin said and we all looked around the cave. In the corner of my eyes I saw Obi-wan slowly sitting down. I turned to him and slowly walked his direction.

- Hey... You okey, Obi-wan?

I sat down next to him putting an hand on his shoulder and he hissed. I immediately pulled it away.

- I'm sorry! I didn't know- I-

- Shh... It's fine. I just got a little scratch..

He said calmly, putting his hand on mine. I looked at his shoulder and saw a hole and blood through his robes.

- I don't think it's that little.

I looked back at him and he smiled.

- I will be fine. No need to worry, Y/n.

He said as he slowly stood up. I was following him and his every move.

- Y/n.. I can handle this by myself. You really don't have to worry.

He said not looking at me and just going forward.

- I know...

I said quietly as we slowly made our way to Anakin and Ahsoka. They were arguing about something, but when we approached them they calmed down. Obi-wan crossed his arms on his chest.

- What was that all about?

Obi-wan asked.

- Oh, nothing. Just Snips can't follow my orders!!

- I already said sorry, Skyguy!!

They started shouting at each other again.

- Ahsoka, Anakin. Calm down!!

I shouted at them angrly and they finally stopped.

- Maker, can both of you stop arguing for a moment?!

I asked and they looked down with shame. We saw Cody and Rex, coming our way.

- Yes, Cody?

Obi-wan asked and looked his way.

- We found another exit, sir.

- Good. Now let's go.

He said and we followed them.

We slowly walked out of a cave to see that we are on a cliff and in front of us there are beautiful fields filled with flowers. Sun was slowly setting and the view was breathtaking. I was in total awe.

- It's- It's so beautiful...

I sighed dreamily. I looked at my friends who were looking at the view too. I saved the coordinates on my comlink.

- Sir. We have just got a map with marked droids army on it.

Cody said to Obi-wan and they walked away with Anakin. I slowly sat down on a edge of a cliff, still watching the view. I saw Ahsoka sitting down next to me and placing her head on my shoulder.

- I have never been to a place like this before..

She said and I nodded.

- Me too..

There was a comforting silence between us. Until I saw her yawning and closing her eyes.

- You look tired, Ahsoka..

I said quietly as she nodded. I put her head on my lap to let her lay down and rest for a little. It was already getting dark so I was sure we won't go anywhere and fight now. I gently petted her hair and face. She smiled and whispered a small thank you.

I smiled and looked back at the view in front of me. In the corner of my eyes I could see Obi-wan sitting next to me.

- We won't be going anywhere today..

He said quietly trying not to disturb Ahsoka. I smiled and looked back at her. Her breathing was steady and I could swear she was asleep. I looked at Obi-wan and saw that his shoulder was covered with a bandage.

- Felling better?

I asked, keeping my voice in whisper.

- A little bit.

He smiled.

- Only a little?

I asked rasing my brow and he chuckled.

- You are unbelievable...

He mumbled and I hit him on his side with my elbow, laughing.

- Ay!

He squealed and his eyes wided. He looked at Ahsoka, but thankfully she was still sleeping and he sighed with relief. I giggled and saw his eyes fall back on my face. My cheeks were light pink and I looked away. Obi-wan opened his mouth to say something, but was cut by Anakin.

- Is Ahsoka sleeping?

I looked at him and he crouched down, between me and Obi-wan.

- She is. She seem very tired..

I said softly and looked down on her. He stood up and went to my other side to pick Ahsoka up. He gently lifted her and slowly walked away from us. I looked where he was putting her and saw a little campfire behind us with clones, sleeping, chatting and eating. I smiled and saw Anakin laying beside Ahsoka and looking at me. He pointed at me, Obi-wan and a place to sleep across from them. I blushed and I saw him laughing. I looked back on fields with my head down.

Why can't I sleep with Ahsoka?! Of course he must know I have a crush on Obi and he is going to do that! Ugh!

I was overthinking and didn't even heard Obi-wan calling my name. Only his hand could bring me back to reality.

- Y/n? Y/nnnn!

I shook my head and looked at him.

- Are you okey?

He asked with worry in his voice.

Maker... why does he has to be this perfect..

- I'm fine.. Just thinking I quess..

I said and looked away from him. The sky was already dark and filled with stars. My eyes were searching for some known constellation for me. I gently lay down and watched stars. I couldn't find any constellations. I saw that Obi-wan was starting at me.

- You know it's rude to stare..

His cheeks became red as he looked away on a view in front of him. I laughed and patted a place next to my side.

- Come here..

He slowly lay down.

He isn't really relaxed.. I can sense it, but what if I...

- Obi.. Did you find any constellations?

I asked with a smile while looking at him.

- I did actually..

He answered, smiling back and his shoulders relaxed. He pointed his finger at many stars and tried to explain how constellations looks.

- I can't see it!

I said laughing.

- How can you not see it? It's right there!

He answered between his laugher. He pulled me closer to him and put his head next to mine. He pointed at the sky again.

- It's right here..

He said a little softer, almost like a whisper.

- And what was it called again?

I whispered to him.

- It's a Tookas.. It is a cute litte creature, but I'm not sure where it's from..

He whispered and nervously laughed. I giggled.

- It's okey.. I mean, you don't have to be a walking data pad..

He chuckled and turned his head to look at me. I turned on my side and faced him. Our faces were nearly touching. I took his hand in mine, locking our fingers together. He looked at our hands and then back at my face.

- Y- You know, Y/n... I think we should get some sleep. We need to be ready for tomorrow's battle..

He said softly, I frowned and nodded. We got up and went to our "camping place". A campfire went out and nearly everyone were sleeping, except sentries of course. Obi-wan looked around for a place to sleep and I immediately pointed at a small place across Anakin and Ahsoka's sleeping place. I slowly walked there making myself comfortable and lay down. Obi-wan looked around like he was nervous about this and I could swear he was searching for another place to sleep.

- Obi... please..

I groaned at him and patted a place next to me. He gently lay down next to me.

I'm so thankfull this place have a little grass on it, cause I swear if this would be rocks I would be up all night..

The cold breeze welcomed us and I shivered. Obi-wan noticed and put a blanket that lay next to us over me.

- Obi.. you have to be warm too..

I said tiredly and put a blanket over us both, bringing myself closer to him. He opened his mouth to say something, but I cut him off with a quick goodnight and a kiss on his cheek. I turned my back to him as I made myself comfortable. After some time I fell asleep.

•

•

I woke up by the sun and a sound of people talking. With still eyes closed and tiredness filling my body, I felt a nice warmth on my back and something squeezing my waist. I could feel some light breathing on my neck.

Oh.. kriff! This can't be Obi! How am I going to explain this?!

I slowly opening my eyes I saw Obi-wan's hands wrapped around my waist.

Yeah... great!!

I turned on my back and lifted my head a bit. I saw Anakin and Ahsoka laughing.

- Hello Y/n! How's your night?

I groaned at him and lay my head back down. Obi-wan's hands squeezed my waist a little. I looked at his face to see him opening his eyes.

Oh, Maker. I could get lost in this eyes..

He smiled and lifted himself up. Only to see his earlier Padawan crouching in front of him wiggling his brows.

- Anakin.

He said with clenched teeth and his nose scrunched. Anakin stood up and walked away with a laugh. I sighed and slowly bring myself up. Obi-wan did the same and took a blanket we were covered in and folded it. He put it in one of the clone's bag.

Clones handed us some food and we sat in a circle around a campfire, eating and chatting slightly. A friendly atmosphere was surrounding us all. I smiled at a feeling and took a bite of my sandwich. I was sitting next to Obi-wan and Boil. Ahsoka was sitting between Obi and her Master.

I stayed in my own world, listening to some conversations between clones and Jedi. Until Anakin said with a big smirk:

- So.. Obi-wan, Y/n... what happened yesterday?

I blushed and felt Obi-wan's hand taking mine in comfort. I squeezed it gently.

- Well... w- we were just talking and sharing our knowledge about stars..

I nodded not really being able to talk.

- Oh... I see...

Anakin said still smirking, but didn't ask more. I sighed with relief and took another bite of my sandwich. Obi-wan rubbed his thumb against the palm of my hand. I smiled and saw Anakin and Ahsoka looking at us, smiling.

When we all ate our breakfast. Obi-wan and Anakin showed us the plan to defeat droids.

- Okey. So first me, Obi-wan and clones are going to distract and fight droids on the main battlefield here.

Anakin said and pointed at a place between two mountains.

- Ahsoka and Y/n are going to get on speeders and destroy this big engine in the back.

He said and swiped his finger where we should go. I nodded.

- You need to be really careful, cause if you start an alarm the engine will close and you will be stuck inside with bunch of droids.

Obi-wan said with worry in his voice.

- Okey...

I said thinking. My head started filling with worry.

- So Snips, listen to Y/n and be really careful.

Anakin said to her and she nodded. They talked for a while and Obi-wan got closer to me.

- I'm sure you can do this, Y/n..

He said softly, putting his hand on my shoulder.

He must sensed my worry.

- I know I can..

I chuckled.

- But I'm just worried a little..

He nodded and sent me a comforting wave of Force. I smiled and put my hand on his which was laying on my shoulder.

- Thank you..

- No need too..

He smiled and we heard Rex shouting:

- Let's get to work everyone!

- We should go.. May the Force be with you, Obi.

I said and gently kissed his bearded cheek.

- May the Force be with you, Y/n...

He said and blushed lightly. I walked away.

- Ahsoka!! We need to go!!

I shouted and she ran to me. We jumped on two speeders and flew to the back of the Separatists' base.

We got off of our speeders little further from the base to not bring much attention to us. I clicked a button on the comlink.

- Boys. We are next to the base.

I said and looked around for any enemies, but saw no one.

Wow.. they are doing their job wonderful.

- Good to hear that. Good luck!

Anakin said and ended the call. Me and Ahsoka walked into direction of a base. After some time filled with silence, Ahsoka broke it.

- Y/n?

I hummed in response.

- Are you and Obi-wan..?

I chuckled, knowing this will go this way.

- No..

She nodded, but with confusion written on her face.

- We are just friends.. but I wish it was more...

I mumbled the last part, but she seem to hear that, cause she smiled.

- So you wish it was more?

She asked and I nodded slightly.

- I think it will be..

She said, smiling and looked my way with care. I smiled back.

- Okey. Let's focus on a mission, Ahsoka!

I said enthusiastically and we walked inside by the door.

- Hmm.. It's weird they don't have a code to it..

Ahsoka said and I nodded. I saw a small red line next to our feet. I immediately pulled my hand in front of her, making her stop. She looked down and saw it too. We took a big step forward trying not to touch anything.

When we reached the end of a hall, we saw a few droids and hid behind the corner.

- The Commander said to prepare the big, special cannon.

They said and walked away. Me and Ahsoka looked at each other and she pressed a button on her comlink.

- Master?

- Yes, Snips?

- You may have a little problem..

- We may? Like we don't have now..

He mumbled the last part.

- They are bringing a big cannon at you.

- Oh.. Maker! It's kriffing huge!!

He shouted.

- Get to work girls! We may not be able to get through this!!

Anakin shouted and Ahsoka ended a call.

- Let's get going.

I said and we entered the control room. I looked at a map and where engine could be.

- Here it is.

I said. Ahsoka and I destroyed a bunch of buttons and turned off a lever with power. We high five and ran away into the room with a big engine.

We turned right, right, left and maybe left again?

We are lost! Oh, come on!

- I think we are lost..

I said and Ahsoka grabbed my hand, dragging me behind her. She felt my confusion and said quiet Trust me. I nodded and we ran a little more.

Then we saw this huge engine.

- Okey, wait here. Look and yell if someone is going our way.

I said and jumped high with help from the Force. I landed on a scaffolding around the engine and throw some clock bombs on the engine and turned them on.

When I was about to jump down I heard Ahsoka yelling my name and lots of shooting. I immediately jumped down and ignited my lightsaber to help her.

We were defending ourselves from shots, but Ahsoka got shoot on her leg. She hissed in pain.

- Ahsoka!!

I yelled and ran to help her get up. I put an arm around her shoulder and swayed my saber to keep us alive. We quickly walked into a hall and I used the Force to throw some boxes at them and block an entrance. We walked into a small room next to a hall and I put Ahsoka down. I turned my lightsaber off and we stayed quiet as we heard droids behind the doors.

- Let's go and check all the exits.

- Roger. Roger.

We heard them talking and footsteps as they walk away. I sighed and saw a window covered in bars.

- Can you get out off this window, Ahsoka?

I pointed at a wall where window was and she nodded. I took my lightsaber and cut bars and glass. I put a box under a window and helped her get on it. I heard a buzz from my comlink, telling me there is only 30 seconds before blowing up the engine.

Ahsoka started to get herself out faster and I quickly followed behind her. When we managed to get out of the building we heard a loud bang and I immediately used the Force to push Ahsoka far away from this. I felt some big and heavy metal, rocks and Maker knows what else fell on me. I yelled in pain, but after some time I just blacked out from pressure.

•

•

I woke up to a feeling of a wind on my face. I tiredly opened my eyes and saw Ahsoka driving a speeder and her face was covered with worry. I sent a wave of comfort to her through the Force. She quickly looked at me and then back on a road.

- You did it.

She said and I chuckled, but immediately felt all the pain inside me.

- No... We did it...

She smiled.

- We are nearly there..

She said and I closed my eyes for a little.

When we finally get to place where everyone were waiting for us. Ahsoka wanted to help me get up, but Anakin ran to us.

- Oh, Snips! I'm so happy you two could make it! You saved us!

Anakin said, hugged her and helped her get to the medical clones. I smiled and felt a lot of dried blood on my face and pain to hit me again. I hissed finally letting myself be from being so strong in front of Anakin's Padawan. I was so focused on my current health that I didn't even saw Obi-wan running into my direction. His face was covered in small cuts with blood, dirt and dust. His robes were coated in dust and sand too.

- Oh Y/n! Are you okey?!? You don't look really good.. I thought I might lost yo-

- Obi...

I cut him off by putting my hands on his cheeks and pressing my forehead on his.

- I'm okey... I think I might just need a little bacta.

I said and he chuckled.

- I was so worried...

He whispered.

- I know...

I whispered back and pressed my lips against his. He was suprised at first, but moments later he kissed back. His lips moved with mine, almost like they belong together. He slowly wrapped his arms around my waist as mine locked behind his neck.

- I love you..

I managed to mumble to him in the kiss.

- I love you too...

He said when we pulled away. I pressed my forehead on his again and stared into his beautiful blue eyes.

- Have I ever told you that you have beautiful eyes, Obi-wan?

I asked with a laugh.

- I don't think so..

He answered with a smile. We stayed like this for a moment.

- I should get you to the medical station.

- Mm.. you should..

I said and jumped in his arms, giving him a small kiss on his cheek. With a big smile written on his face, he slowly walked into direction of a small tent in front of us. Behind it the sun was setting and the sky was filled with a buch of pretty colors, just fitting this perfect scene.

I couldn't have find better time..

masterlist

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🐸| hello, everyone! today i bring you all some headcanons ft hxh boys! to the readers who have sent requests, I assure u i am working as quickly as i can on them- but for now, here are the headcanons! enjoy!

this is just part one- part two will be out shortly after this ft. kurapika, gon, killua, and maybe leorio!

🍃| if you want to request, look over the masterlist here!

pov- s/o (reader) has a very strong nen ability that whenever used, drains a large amount of energy- how do these boys (adult trio + feitan portor) react when y/n faints during a battle?

hisoka morrow

· honestly, he was caught rather off guard when the last of your aura evaporated and you collapsed to the ground, completely limp. he hadn't really thought about the toll certain nen abilities took on some people.

· after crouching down and subtly checking for a pulse, he lifts your lifeless body off of the ground and carries you bridal-style somewhere safe so you can recover.

· "m, it seems y/n has fainted again- tsk, i keep forgetting how much energy their nen ability uses. i suppose that ability will have to wait until they wake up."

· he's not overly pleased with your passing out- he's much too concerned with his own agenda to fret about things like your physical condition. to him, it seems like a waste of time, and he'd rather you utilize many nen abilities at once that do not drain so much of your energy instead of trying so hard to summon just one. so don't expect a ton of sympathy.

· however, hisoka is not uncaring. you'll probably wake up in a bed or the closest thing to one in range with a cup of water and a cool, damp cloth sitting beside the bed.

· will slit the throat of anyone he sees as a threat to you.

· "sleep tight, my sweet darling."

chrollo lucilfer

· he knew of the consequences of your nen ability, including extreme fatigue, fainting, and disorientation. but he was still quite alarmed to see you just fall to the floor like a rag doll, barely even breathing.

· however, although chrollo is definitely worried about you, he'll want to finish off his opponent before tending to you properly. he might call out to one of his associates if they are present and ask them to quickly transfer you to a temporary safe place.

· "shalnark, i need you to- y/n? y/n!"

·tbh, he was probably the one who pushed you into using said ability. obviously he wasn't snappy or impatient, it was only a few less- than-subtle nudges here and there, a couple of hints dropped that he wanted you to activate it.

· he will absolutely kill anyone who tries anything on you while you're knocked out. even if he himself can't tend to you now, he'll be damned if he will allow anyone to hurt you while he's still busy.

· chrollo is super apologetic afterwards though- although it's pretty much a guarantee he'll probably do the same thing again at some point, he hates being the reason that you're so ill, weak- he knows you don't like to use that particular ability simply because of the toll it takes on your body. when chrollo is immersed in something, often the consequences of any actions taken don't even cross his mind until after it is already too late.

· spends all his time caring for you after the battle is over until you wake up. whatever you need, it's yours.

illumi zoldyck

· cannot seem to understand why the hell you keep passing out. he breaks his bones and rearranges them daily when he uses his needles- why are you flopping over when you're not even visibly injured?

· will just stand there and blink at your limp figure before he's attacked again. you'll just have to wait- right now, there's blood to be shed.

· once he's effortlessly eliminated his adversary, he'll slowly walk over to you and crouch over your body, observing your face and waiting to see if you'll wake up. he really does not feel much like worrying about you right now, and he himself is a little exhausted as well.

· "y/n? are you awake?"

· after confirming that you are indeed unconscious, he'll stare at you for a few more seconds before deciding to lay right down next to you.

· "hm. if we're taking a nap now, i suppose this could be alright."

· promptly falls asleep right beside you with his hair spilling beneath your back. neither of you wake up until Hisoka discovers you two and starts getting all whiny that you didn't invite him.

feitan portor

· turns his head slightly towards you upon hearing the dull thud of your body hitting the ground. he'll hold your fading gaze for a little while before opting to continue with the fight, leaving you lying on the ground for now.

· "there no time to take care of y/n now- chrollo ask me to do something, it is top priority."

· he sympathizes nor doesn't sympathize with you. he mostly just sees it as, oh, another body on the ground. big deal.

· though, if someone he is fighting makes a move towards your body, he'll cut them down the second they move a single millimeter towards you.

· once his task is completed, then he'll stalk over to you and promptly pick you up from the ground, staring straight ahead as he carries you to the nearest cot. there he will lay you down and cover you up, whispering in your ear as he leaves for you to wake up soon.

[wwenhlimagines]

So I’m thinking she’s a top wrestler and has caught the eye of hook. It’s rare that he ever shows compassion but with her he does. Mjf has been coming out during her promos and matches which ticks hook off. He comes to her defense when mjf attacks her character for turning him down. Maybe a lot of smut with her and hook that night?

How Can I Thank You? - Hook Imagine

Warning: not proofread?

Smut will be in part 2 😁

Hook's POV

I was sitting in catering with Ricky and Hobbs as I ate some chips when I heard her voice. I looked up and I saw Y/N walk in with Anna Jay and Ruby Soho talking about their matches for the night and grabbing a snack. She was going to be ringside for Anna tonight, so she had on some slightly ripped jeans converse and a Queen Slayer shirt that had been customized to fit her perfectly. Her hair was curled and pinned back on one side and her makeup gorgeous as always.

The boys nudged me and started laughing at how startled I was from being so focused on Y/N. Ricky spoke up first "So when are you going to get her number?" I rolled my eyes and leaned back in my chair as Hobbs nodded "You need to make a move before the wrong person does..." My jaw clenched as I thought back to the many times MJF has tried hitting on her backstage and even in promos. Ricky laughs "I think we hit a nerve Hobbs!" I got up and walked away with my chips as the boys chuckled behind me. I knew they had good intentions but I didn't need their teasing right now.

I went back to the locker room to calm down for a bit before I heard Anna Jay's music and headed to a monitor to watch. Y/N looked gorgeous trying to keep Rebel from distracting Anna as she fought Jamie. Unfortunately, Anna got flung into her corner awkwardly and Jamie was able to hit her with her finisher to get the win. Y/N stood next to Anna as the doctors came down to check on her and Jamie and Rebel retreated backstage. Suddenly, MJF's music hit and I immediately tensed up. Y/N didn't pay much attention to it as she spoke to Anna, but then MJF came out with a mic.

"Cut my music. Cut my music. Now Y/N, darling how come you couldn't keep Anna safe out here?" Y/N stood up and glared at him as he continued. "You had one job Y/N. Keep Rebel away from Anna and keep her safe. I don't think a chair could've even helped you out here right Spears?" Shawn Spears stood behind him nodding in agreement. "Maybe having a table to stand on would help you look more intimidating as you scrunch your face on anger."

Y/N tried not to let his words get to her, but I could see her eyes blink faster trying to calm herself down. MJF stood a few feet away from her before saying "Or maybe you're more of a one nightstand type of girl." She reached out and smacked him and before anyone could stop me I ran to the stage and down the ramp to hit Shawn Spears from behind. He fell to the mat as MJF turned around seeing me attacking his best friend. "What the hell is this? Are you her little boy toy now?"I grabbed him by his stupid scarf and wrapped it around his neck as I put him in the Redrum. "Keep her name out of your mouth... or else." He was tapping my arm trying to get me to release my grip. Once Y/N and Anna were safely out of the ring, I threw him to the mat and stepped over him and Shawn Spears on my way out.

When I got backstage, Tony and my dad looked ready to bite my head off. I walked with them into Tony's office where we discussed the consequences for my actions and how to avoid it in the future. As soon as we were done, I went to go find Y/N who was standing right outside the office waiting for me. She pulled me into a hug and I happily obliged enjoying having her in my arms.

"Hook, I don't even know what to say other than thank you." She pulled away from the hug unfortunately but she grabbed both of my hands in hers. "I didn't expect him to say that, but I was really surprised that you came to put him in his place. I know you probably just got an earful from Tony and your dad, but I wanted you to know how much I appreciate it. How can I thank you?"

I shifted from one foot to the other nervously before telling her "Go on a date with me." Her mouth dropped "Really? The mysteriously sexy Hook wants to go out with me?" I bit my lip and nodded before winking and replying "More than anything." She intertwined her fingers with mine before asking "When?" I looked her up and down and smiled seeing her try to hide her giddy little quirks. "How about now?" She nods and lets go of one hand as we start to walk away from Tony's office not seeing Tony and my dad shaking their hands smiling behind us.

We walk back to the locker rooms and grab our stuff before leaving the arena. We find an ice cream shop a few blocks away and decide to get a scoop or two as we talk about whatever comes to mind. She smiles and reaches out to grab my hand before asking "So how long have you wanted to ask me out?" I blush and look at my ice cream intently before responding "Since the day I first saw you a couple months ago." She smiles and squeezes my hand reassuringly. "Well I've been keeping an eye on you since you first debuted as part of Team Taz." I smiled and chuckled a bit "So you were a fangirl first then?" She blushes as she plays with her ice cream nervously. "What can I say? I want to know the secrets hidden in your gorgeous hair." I laugh and run my fingers through it. "Maybe you will learn on our second date." She smirks sitting back in her chair "Okay smooth talker, so I guess there will be a second date then." I smile as I take another bite of ice cream.

We continue our small talk until the ice cream shop employee tells us they are closing. We thank them and head back out onto the sidewalk to call for an Uber to come take us back to the hotel. She starts to get cold and I offer her my hoodie, which she gladly accepts. I take it off and adjust my t shirt as she slides it over her head. My hoodie goes to her mid thighs, but she looks so cute and cuddly in it.

I wrap my arm around her waist and kiss her temple before she wraps her arms around my neck and pulls me down to let our lips meet for the first time. I wrap my other arm around her as her soft lips press against mine and I vaguely get a taste of her ice cream.

The Uber pulling up next to us ruins the moment, but we happily get in with our stuff and hold hands as the driver takes us to the hotel together.

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[white-poppie]

𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐗 𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑

𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐔𝐀 𝐙𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐘𝐂𝐊 (キルア・ゾルディック)

No words for you 𖥻 domestic fic, fluff A shy reader makes breakfast-in-bed for Killua

𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐈𝐊𝐀 (クラピカ)

The Last Kurta 𖥻 reverse-comfort, hurt-comfort You were unaware of the turmoil Kurapika was facing, the way he was handling all the rage by himself and how close was he succumbing to the desire of revenge

Pretty boy with sad eyes 𖥻 reverse-comfort, fluff Those crimson eyes, beautiful and enthralling. Even through all the pain he will smile for you; now its you turn to take care of the love of your life

It's been so long 𖥻 angst ”How much more do you want to torment me Kurapika?” “Come home, please.”

Eyes burning in the sun 𖥻 friends to lovers, mutual comfort Hunting the troupe with your ‘best friend’, Kurapika leaves both of you stranded, hurt and yearning for each-other

Taming the Wind ⎯ Kurapika x Mononoke!reader 𖥻 ghibli!au, fluff Kurapika is saved after a life-threatning fight, only to find his saviour to be the girl of his dreams...a wolf princess.

𝐊𝐈𝐓𝐄 (カイト)

My Rapunzel 𖥻 fluff Kaito has beautiful hair; long and smooth; but that doesn’t mean that he isn’t irritated by the fact that they block his vision when he works. So you take the responsibility to braid it!

𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐔𝐌𝐈 𝐙𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐘𝐂𝐊 (イルミ゠ゾルディック)

Domestic Bliss 𖥻 domestic fic, fluff (Illumi and you were married to each other two months ago, due to a certain incident Illumi realizes how little he knows about you and tries to make an effort)

Tenacious 𖥻 reverse-comfort, fluff Illumi is sick! What you didn’t know that he gets extra clingy when he is sick! Nw you have an overgrown baby to yourself to take care of!

Stuck in a vicious cycle 𖥻 tw! reverse-comfort In Illumi’s ‘made-up’ world, you are the only real thing that exists.

𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎 𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐋𝐅𝐄𝐑 (クロロ゠ルシルフル)

Summer Showers ⎯ Chrollo with a s/o who's ability works like death note.

HxH ONLY:

Puppy crush-Illumi, Chrollo, Hisoka, Kite and Kurapika with Gn! reader who thinks they are strong and has a crush on them

Pure Imagination- HxH characters finally meeting their soulmate

Play Pretend Kite, Chrollo, Kurapika; When your thoughts get the best of you, your s/o is there to ground you down.

Skyfall-  Illumi and Chrollo seeing their s/o become hollow for the art they cherished all due to overworking themselves.

Hurt -Killua and Machi mistake you for an intruder and attack you

Scared Darling?- How Yan! Machi and Feitan react when you are scared of them

Bastard- How Machi and Kurapika deal with their s/o’s bully.

MULTIFANDOM n’ MULTICHARACTERS:

Big and Chunky!- (How being in a relationship with big beefy men is like! )

𝟑:𝟎𝟑 𝐀𝐌- (The hour of twilight  made him vulnerable. It made him crawl out of his shell and be who he really is.)

꒰ Characters and their romance tropes ࿐ ♡  ˚ .- (Assigning the characters popular romance book/ movie tropes. )

 Auburn Lipstick- (Sure, it’s an important meeting, nut it can wait. After all, how can he resist the charm of your lips clad in that beautiful auburn lipstick )

Baby I'm scared!- (Humans and Monsters are never meant to be together. The tales of monsters across and how they suffered a heartbreak )

⏜ ࣪ 𓄹𝘒𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘮 ♥︎- (Hearts hammering, cheeks flushed. What do you do when you are on a kiss cam with your best friend you have a liking for?)

Play Pretend- When your thoughts get the best of you, your s/o is there to ground you down.)

Serenade my senses- (How different characters smell like )

No words for you- A shy reader makes breakfast-in-bed for Killua )

𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐘-𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐘 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐑 - (POV your man needs your help to get rid of the spider that dares intrude his bath, but you both end up getting scared.)

relationship headcanons M4

Adult Trio relationship hcs

Types of Yandere HxH characters are

The characters as things I have said

Illumi with an asexual s/o  

Killua with a smart s/o

Baby, but badass?! ⎯ M4 with s/o without nen

Miss the Rage! ⎯ M4 s/o with hatred as power source

When in love, take a nap ⎯ M4 with a sleepy s/o

ST✩RBOY: ⎯ Random hcs ft. Kurapika, Killua, Chrollo, Illumi

Amethyst Reverie ⎯ M4 with a s/o who is like Kocho Shinobu

Sherlock Homes 2.0 ⎯ Killua with a detective s/o

How to train your Dragon ⎯Killua with a weak s/o who has a large dragon as a pet

Whiskers and Whimpers ⎯ Killua x Reader with a big guard dog

Summer Showers ⎯ Chrollo with a s/o who's ability works like death note.

All the birds of a feather ⎯ Killua with a oldersister!reader- platonic

Incorrect quotes:

There is a spider! -- Illumi's stupid things -- My lips are cold too Kurapika~Ideal man

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