#pheonix gn!reader

[shycrowns]

Captured the firey wings of a Pheonix

[Sg Optimus x Pheonix gn!reader]

Tfone + repunzel inspired kinda

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Backstory : your a pheonix bot, its like a flyer/seeker or like sentinel but your more flamey. You were a lone bot never bothering to get company it was fine since everyone doesn't like a bot whose has been broken, your wings ache and hurts everytime you move or try to use them when you were a sparkling your Sire would hurt you even your Carrier got hurt you didn't want the pain to continue so you ran away and stay alone at a old tower it has everything you need it just that you need to find energon yourself, and everyday stayed the same, alone and no one to bother you until a mech has found himself at your tower.

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- You were in your tower reading the same archives in the section of your little tower, lonely yes but it was nice at least you have a place to stay in and recharge without being hurt and belittle by anyone, you didn't know what was happening outside since you rarely leave cause whats the point you only leave when you need to find energon it was hard but you can't complaine now but now energon begins to be easier now you don't know why but you didn't care now.

As you continue to read again you heard footsteps you begin to worry that your Sire has finally found you and drag you back where you never want to be in again but that can't be right your sure that your Sire doesn't want you, unless this is another bot you hesitated though, you never talk or saw another bot in eons or cycles you wanted to see the bot and great them but your still scared that the bot would be like your Sire but more worse, who knows what if they'll pretend to be your friend and hurt you or they'll hurt you right away because your not perfect at all. You panic to what to do without knowing that the bot can literaly see you but only the tip of your helm your hiding the bot scoff before opening his vocalizer "I can see you, you know?..." the bot or know identify as a mech said your wings flare up "..ouch" you murmur before peaking out, you place your servos on the windows to look at the mech "w-who are you?..." your optics are on the mech your wings parch down it still fragging hurts.

The mech seems to notice your broken wings oh no. He going to know how disgusting you are.

Orion Pov:

I look at the wing bot, they look pethatic yet they're cute. "Desingnation Orion pax, you are?..." the bot looks suprise and confused. "Sparky..." the wing bot said, the name fits yet its odd what a bird.

"Alright then birdy... i'm gonna to need you to come with me..." the wing bot hesitated before obeying, the wing bot slowly emerge out of the tower i look at the wing bot up and down observing their frame they're timid . I walk towards them "you look pethatic you know that..." the wing bot frame shown a little of dread "...i know" their responded so quietly i scoff "why are up there anyways, there's nothing here" i ask them "...its the only place i can be in" the bot wings lower down even more before i can talk back d 16 came searching for me

"hey Pax!, who are you talking to?.." d 16 pause for a bit "your making friends now? I'm D 16 you?" Dee introduce himself to the wing bot "their called sparky." "Thats a odd one??" "I know, i found this birdy in that tower over there" the bird wings flare up seems like their offended, thats funny. "huh.. um do you want to come with us Sparky?" Dee ask the pheonix bot they nodded "great, come one lets go Pax! Elita and Bee is waiting for us" dee grab the bird servos and his dragging him along "hey! Dee i can walk on my own.!" D 16 just ignore him "your too slow"

End of Pov:

There when the journey started, you and pax got to know each other during the journey even tough he's quite mean but nontheless you got comfortable enough to tell him your past and he tell his but its mostly how tired he is being a miner.

You enjoy being by his side sometimes but then the group seperated you were told to stay behind in a cave that was fine you don't mind it and so you stay at the cave just admiring your surroundings you don't know whats going on in Iacon. You were sitting down letting your broken wings rest against the floor and whatever is behind you, your optics seems to chaught of someone

It was Pax but he looks different you get yourself up and walk towards where you see Pax and exited the cave meeting Pax once again "...Orion?" You called out Pax turn around and looks at you "hey...birdy.." he sounded off but you walking towards him "Orion.. what happened?..." you ask him oh the sounds of innocence is like melody in his audio receptors, he hold your wings with his and begins drag you to somewhere you were suprised his grip was firm but wasn't painful but your wings was still sensitive. "Its optimus prime.. now little bird.. Orion is dead..." you were starteld by the news but you didn't have time to think about it as he pick you up and carry you before leaning down to your helm and whispering something to you.

He told you to offline your optics and you did, he hum as you did glad that your being so good to him and obeying. Optimus carry you to Iacon where you will live with him forever, to care and give all his love to his little pheonix

[He lock you in the cage, he gave you everything and love even so why aren't to returning his feelings? He doesn't want to hurt his little bird even though he is not Orion pax but his feelings is with Optimus now]

Guys i can never watch the movie it would be a wish a dream even (ToT)

Edit : i realize it kinda sucks so i edit it

[kelltonic]

When there’s no fanfiction for your favourite underrated character so you have to lock in and write it yourself 💔💔

[straykidsnerd255]

Yo Hello, could you make a scenario of the Bronze Knights of Saint Seiya? In which they had a couple when they were in the Kido mansion but they were separated to take them to training and they meet again in the galactic tournament.

Fluff and that the boys as children act like children in the romance because I have read some that do not seem like childrenI. hope my English is understood.

teamavatar13 asked:

I forgot to mention that it's a GN reader 😅

I am gonna assume that these are the same person, but I hope that you enjoy nonetheless. Thanks for requesting and I apologize for taking so long to write these out! Little side note, the reader will be a normal civilian but will have tickets to see the tournament in person. 

a/n: they had childish interactions with the reader just before they were sent to be trained, but doesn’t go into full depths of childness

Seiya(Pegasus): You and Seiya were always running around in the backyard of the Kido mansion. Laughter falling from your mouth as Seiya chased after you, a bright smile on his face. This was the first time you had seen him like this since the disappearance of his sister. Seiya managed to catch up to you and tackled you to the ground. You both looked at each other before bursting into a fit of laughter again. “Seiya, it's time to train for the day. Tell your friend to leave.” One of the Kido mansion guards hissed before turning around and walking back into the house. Seiya groaned and looked at you. “I’m sorry but you have to leave now. We can try and play tomorrow though!” He said, patting your head and waited til you had left the backyard and rounded the corner. 

Years had passed and you hadn’t heard from him since. You didn’t even get to play with him the next day like he had promised. As you waited for his return or for him to find you and ask to hang out, a letter appeared in your mailbox stating you had front row to the Galactic Tournament. You stared at the ticket but decided that you should go. You just hoped that you would see your boyfriend again, but, with his childish side still there. You entered the massive domed stadium and found it nearly packed to the brim with excited fans. You were not really a fan of the fighting but you did hope to see your beloved boyfriend. Yes, you and Seiya and decided that he would be your boyfriend the very moment you both met. 

Sitting in your seat, your breath left your body in a second. Your eyes widened as you saw your boyfriend standing in the ring, a not so happy look on his face. You had to quell the immediate desire to rush down to the ring and throw yourself at your boyfriend. You hadn’t seen him in so long that your heart began to pound at just the sight of him. He had grown taller, had a more chiseled look about his face, but his eyes remained the same from your childhood. They were wide, and childish. Seiya looked around the arena, annoyed that he was even here. The moment he came back home, he just wanted to find you and bury himself in your embrace. As his eyes scanned the crowd, his eyes stopped on the one person he had been dying to see again. You, staring at him, the biggest smile on your face. You lifted your arm and waved frantically at him. Seiya couldn’t stop himself. He ran out of the ring, and rushed to where you were sitting, his eyes beginning to shine brightly as he rushed over to your side. His laughter rang out and his arms wrapped around you, pulling you into his chest.

“You’re here! I was just about to escape this place to find you.” Seiya said, cupping your face in his hands and swiping his nose over yours. You giggled as the small gesture made your heart warm up. When he backed away, you couldn’t help but laugh as he began to jump around like he was just 7 years old again. You smiled warmly as he cheered and laughed and jumped around. You were happy to have him back in your life. He was everything you needed. “Do your best Seiya!” You yelled out, pressing your hand to your lips and sending him a kiss. He smiled and caught the kiss, pressing it to his lips before waving to you and walking back to the arena center.

Shiryu(Dragon): Shiryu doesn’t show his childish side to anyone, even if he is a child. He doesn’t trust people not to make fun of him. That was until he met you. You were the same age as him but you excluded childish behavior. You were your childish self whenever you were around him. The day he showed you his childish side, you had sparkles in your eyes and you were smiling so widely at him that he thought your face was gonna fall off or melt. You begged him to always be his childish self but he wasn’t too keen on showing it to anyone else other than you. You pouted, but understood where he was coming from. You made a promise that if he did show his childish side to the others, and they made fun of him, you could come and beat everyone up.

He thought about what you had said and found himself showing off his childish side while being around the other kids. They never said anything about his childish antiques coming out to play, knowing full well someone was watching them. When Shiryu went to see you again, you were all smiles. “I did it Y/n!” He said. You raised an eyebrow before it clicked. “You showed off your childish side?!” You said, watching as the boy before nodded his head in excitement. “Yeah, no one even made fun of me either!” He said, his smile only getting bigger as he jumped up and down. You were just as happy and jumped around with him. Shiryu was called by a tall male that was stationed outside of the building telling him it was time for training.

Before long, you and Shiryu grew up and he ended up going to China to get the dragon cloth therefore he had to leave you and the rest of his friends behind. You had said goodbye the night before he was sent off but the tears were falling before you could even get the words out. Shiryu knew what you wanted to say but it still felt unreal that he was leaving you. He pulled you into a hug and confessed his feelings to you right then and there. You could feel your heart racing at his words before leaning in and kissing him as your answer. You both stayed with each other talking about your feelings before you left as the sun began to rise. 

The day Shiryu came back from China with the dragon cloth, you could tell there was a different air about him. The childish nature that he had when you both were kids, was gone. He never had a smile on his face. It was always cold and calculating. You found your seat in the arena and noticed Shiryu standing in the middle of the arena. Cupping your hands over your mouth, you called out Shiryu’s name and watched with amusement as Shiryu’s head shot up at the sound of your voice. He looked around for where your voice came from so you raised your hand and waved. When his eyes locked on you, he rushed from his spot and ran towards you. When he reached you, his arms wrapped around you and pulled you into a tight hug. “I missed you.” He whispered, his smile appearing on his lips before leaning down and kissed you. You smiled into the kiss before he pulled away, told you he would talk with you after the match, and promised he would never leave you alone again.

Shun(Andromeda): Shun never really had many friends other than his brother and a select four other kids. He was always shy and didn’t really talk that much to others but when you appeared in his life, Shun watched as his whole world flipped upside down. You would always greet him with a bright smile. You would tell him about your day and would even act more childish than you age when you and Shun were just by yourselves. Shun slowly began to open up to you and allowed his childish side to show. He tended to be a little more clingy than childish when around you or his brother and friends but you never thought anything of it. Actually, you liked that Shun was a little more clingy to you. 

One day, Shun came to you in tears. You sat with him as he explained that he had to go somewhere far away to earn a cloth that would help him. He told you that he needed to go to a place called Andromeda Island and began to tell you everything that he was told. As he spoke, Shun noticed the sparkles and the wide eyed star you were giving him. Shun felt his heart thump against his chest as he studied your face for a moment before shaking his head and turning to look past your face. You told him that you believed in him and that you wouldn’t be leaving anytime soon. You would wait for him for as long as he was gone. That made Shun smile before he was called back into the training room.

It didn’t take long before Shun was gone. He didn’t even get to tell you goodbye or how he felt about you. He found himself crying almost every night he was there. However, he soon found himself forgetting why he was crying and began to throw himself into training to get the Andromeda cloth. He could feel his body growing in strength as he trained and before long, he was on his way back to the Kido mansion with the Andromeda cloth in hand. As he reached the mansion, he remembered your sweet face, your gentle smile and now was so happy he was back home. He wanted to go and try to find you but he had no idea where you lived or if you lived in an orphanage. 

It didn’t take long for him to find that out. He was told it was his turn in the arena at the Tournament and here he was, spinning around looking at the full seats and the cheering fans. As he looked around, his eyes landed on a familiar face. Your eyes caught his and a smile spread across your face. You waved your hands like you did when you were a child and screamed his name, cheering loudly. He smiled and walked over to where you were sitting. You leaned down so your face was close to his. He knew he was blushing but you didn’t say anything. All you did was lean forward and press your lips to his. He felt his eyes widen and his heart pounding in his chest. Shun absolutely loved you. You were such a special person to him and the fact that you kissed him, made him realise that you were definitely a person he was willing and wanted to protect. He took your hands in his and rubbed his thumb or the top of your hand. “We can talk and catch up when I finish my match. Don’t leave before I can see you.” Shun said, not wanting to slip his hands from yours but the ref had called for him.

Ikki(Phoenix): Ikki was forced to grow up faster than a child should have too when his parents died(?). He was the only person that Shun had in his life and Ikki would be damned if he couldn’t protect his baby brother. When Ikki met you for the first time, he didn’t like your childish personality. He thought it was really annoying but the more he hung out with you, the more his childish nature began to rub off on him. He started to laugh more, smile more. You grinned as he played tag with his younger brother and a few other boys. You could see that his inner child was starting to heal making you all fluttery inside. 

You and Ikki began to grow close to each other and before long, Ikki had fallen in love with you. You were the first person to pull his childish nature out and heal his inner child, but you were also the first person that stayed with Ikki even while he was being difficult. You also had fallen for Ikki and loved everything about him. You were proud of him when he took his brother’s spot and was told he would be going to Death Queen island to gain the Phoenix cloth. Training took up most of Ikki’s time and it irritated him beyond belief. He wanted to spend time with you. He had asked you out the day before he found out where he was going to get his cloth.

As Ikki was on the island, everything happened so fast, he was training with his master and then he was standing over his master's lifeless body. He couldn’t understand what had changed for him but he didn’t care. All he cared about was getting back to the tournament and taking the gold cloth for himself. He found what were called black saints and made them his lacky’s. He returned to the tournament and greeted everyone by shattering the lights and scaring the fans out of the building. The other saints were ready to attack when they were attacked first before being able to do anything. You watched from your spot in the stands, your hand over your mouth but you spoke anyway.

“Ikki?” Freezing just a few inches from the gold cloth, Ikki’s head whipped towards the area you were sitting in. His heart thumped loudly in his chest. He slowly turned away from the gold cloth and walked towards the sound of your voice. “Y/n? Is that you?” Ikki’s voice stuttered out when he felt your hands reach for his. You huffed out a small laugh before standing up and smiling. “It is me. What are you doing though?” You asked, not sure why he was trying to take the prize before actually participating in the tournament. Ikki swallowed the lump that filled his throat but, taking a deep breath, he decided that he was done. He shooed the black saints off and watched as the lights soon came back on. The phoenix cloth was brilliant, causing you to slip your hands from Ikki’s and run your fingers over the shinny brilliance of the cloth. “This is beautiful. Do you know or remember how it was made?” You asked. Ikki shook his head. You pouted but you didn’t mind. You had Ikki back so that’s all that matters to you.

Hyoga(Cygnus): Hyoga had met you when he and the other children were outside playing for a while. He got to know you and found himself liking the childish nature you seemed to show off. You were always hyper, jumping around and talking so fast that he had to ask you to slow down and restart every now and then when you spoke. Hyoga noticed how he slowly began to change. He was starting to get more hyper, more talkative. Everyday was now exciting when you would come over. Both you and Hyoga got closer as the days flew by. Before long, Hyoga started to gain feelings for you. He knew that before he had to start training, he would need to tell you how he felt about you. When you came over the next day, Hyoga was already waiting for you, a goofy smile on his lips and a spark in his eyes. You watched as he turned to face you. “Y/n, I really like you. I want to date you.” He said bluntly. 

Your eyes widened but you smiled. You had a crush on him for a while but you were afraid to say anything because you didn’t want him to hate you and stop hanging out with you. You excitedly said that you liked him too. You moved closer to him before leaning forward and pressing your lips to his and smiling when he practically melted into the kiss. His arms wrapped around your waist and pulled you to his chest, holding you tightly but not super tightly. You giggled into the kiss before laying your head against his chest to catch your breath.  “That was really nice.” You mumbled, closing your eyes for a moment. Hyoga humming in agreement. 

Ever since you both confessed to each other, you would always come by to steal kisses or just to watch him train. Hyoga loved every minute of it. The day he was given the location of the Cygnus cloth, he came to see you. He took your hands in his and held them close to his chest. He explained what he needed to do and that he would be gone for a while. He told you that he had to travel to Russia to get a cloth needed by the Kido family. He told you that there would be a tournament that he would be participating in when he came back with the cloth. Hyoga asked if you would be at the tournament when he returned and you immediately nodded your head. You told him that you would be there for him no matter what.

The day Hyoga returned with the cloth had mentioned, he looked more serious, calculating. You missed the childish version of him from years ago. However, you sat in your seat with a smile on your face because he was home. He was finally back after years of being in Russia training for the cloth he was now wearing. You cupped your hands over your mouth and called out his name. Hyoga’s head snapped towards you and a giant smile appeared on his face. He stopped talking with the others standing near him as he ran over to you. He took your hands in his and pressed a gentle kiss to your knuckles. “You came.” He whispered. You smiled softly. “Of course I did. I told you I would. You are finally back.” You whispered the last part before leaning forward and pressing your lips to Hyoga’s. He returned the kiss before being called back over by the ref. “Wait for me after the tournament.” He whispered before leaving and moving back to the arena. You were so proud of Hyoga. So so proud of him.

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[lovelaurs]

A DECLARATION OF LOVE

pairing : mcd laurance x gn reader synopsis : after returning from a long journey, all you could think about was just relaxing at home. but when a mischievous laurance has other plans, it seems like it won't be just another ordinary day back in phoenix drop. tags : friends to lovers, gifts, misunderstanding, confession, comfort, kissing, cuddles, just overall sillyness from laurance. he's a lovesick loser. word count : 2.9k a/n : wow, my first x reader i've ever written! i really hope you guys enjoyed it! i just love writing lovesick laurance and can't wait to write about him more! (please send laurance fic requests i beg of you).

MASTERLIST

It had been an entire week since you began negotiations in Metelli.

Laurance, the loyal guard of Phoenix Drop (and ex-guard of Metelli), decided to join you on your trip in order to help smooth over any issues. Since he had a hand in the relations between the two villages in the first place, his presence, though irritating, was a surprising help in getting the deal moved along faster.

The week was tormenting to sit through; waiting to receive the stamp of approval from several higher ups as you sat around in your given quarters. The rooms you two were given weren’t completely awful, but yet they felt suffocating to sit in as you awaited the answer you so dearly needed.

The two of you going outside was barely an option, seeing as your friend Laurance had so many adoring fans chasing after his affection left and right. You practically had to hide around corners in order to avoid their viscous glares.

Though the thing that surprised you most was how uncomfortable Laurance looked. From when you first met him, he always seemed to bask in the attention his adoring fans gave him. However, something was different this time around. He seemed annoyed, trying to brush off their advances, before finally grabbing your hand and leading you back to your quarters.

The next day, Laurance decided to leave the building and settle the matters himself. Within the day, the two of you were sent back to Phoenix Drop with the papers you needed.

Sure, you were thankful that the trade dealings discussion didn’t last more than a week, but you weren’t about to inflate Laurance’s ego by thanking him. Just having to spend a week there in general left you tired; the stiff stone bed you were given did not help your cause in the slightest.

As you finally set foot on the docks you so craved to see, you jumped out of the boat and immediately started to trudge your way back to your house. 

You had been dreaming of your soft bed ever since you laid down on that brick-like mattress the first night in Metelli, and today was the day you were going to spend entirely laying around. Perfect. Absolutely perfect.

Of course, life always seemed to get in your way, as Laurance caught up to your brisk pace and walked alongside you through the village. You groaned as you turned to him with a frown.

“What do you want?”

He poked your cheek playfully, giggling at the sight of your annoyance. “Oh come on, why are you so grumpy? We’re finally back in Pheonix Drop!” He walked with his right hand poking you, occasionally waving to other villagers with his other as you passed by.

You pushed his hand away from your face, clearly wanting to be left to your own devices. “I know, that’s why I just want to lay on my bed and rot the day away.” 

As you continued to walk, Laurance sighed, “You’re no fun, you know that?”

Before you could respond with a rebuttal, the two of you eventually winded up at your house. You turned to wave off Laurance, but instead found him looking at you with puppy dog eyes, most expectant, waiting by the door.

All you could do was just roll your eyes and close the door on him, ignoring the loud “Hey!” from behind the surface.

Now your thoughts are filled with only one goal: sleep. You quickly made a b-line towards your bed, flopping onto it unceremoniously. You couldn’t even bother to pull the covers over yourself as you let your eyes finally drift close.

Finally, I can rest.

You had your eyes closed for but only a few minutes until you heard something at your window.

You groaned as you forced yourself up. Maybe you left the window open while you were gone and some animal got in? Or maybe it’s just a sound from outside?

As your mind started to go through all the theories it had come up with, you were left confused when all you found on your windowsill was just a bundle of flowers.

“What in Irene’s name-” You stuck your head out the window, looking both left and right to see if anyone was in the area, but all you saw were just two kids playing outside along with several people walking around town.

What the hell? Who could have placed these?

Slightly annoyed by the action, you took in the flowers and closed the window behind you, placing the flowers by your bedside. 

You quickly splayed yourself out on the bed once more, allowing yourself to make snow angels amongst the sheets.

As soon as you closed your eyes, you felt the exhaustion take over you.

This time, half an hour had gone by before you were disturbed again.

A knock at your door was heard, causing you to whisper, “Are you kidding me?” Before getting up to answer it. At this point, your bullshit meter was slowly reaching the top. You could handle a certain amount of disruptions, however, when it came to interrupting your sleep…

You begrudgingly opened the door, only to find no one standing there. A quick look around was all it took before you found a basket of fruit at your doorstep.

Okay, now what in the hell is going on? First flowers, now fruits?

The situation was just getting more and more ridiculous. 

You took one last glance around before walking back inside, shutting the door behind you. You placed the basket of fresh fruit on a nearby table, before practically sprinting and jumping onto your bed.

No more distractions. No. More.

As you closed your eyes, you thought nothing more of the strange happenings and decided to put them in the back of your mind for the time being.

You ended up sleeping for three hours.

The next thing you knew within your slumbered state, you awoke to a bang coming from the window next to your bed.

That’s it. 

You rolled over and sat up as fast as possible, hoping to spot the culprit of who was messing with you, but all you could see was a letter stuck to your window.

You opened the window, and grabbed the letter, this time not bothering to look around.

Your hands practically ripped the paper open, enraged by your lack of peace. As you unfolded through the torn pieces, your eyes scanned over the letter addressed to you.

‘I hope you’ve been enjoying my gifts so far!’

Like hell you have!

‘I’ve been putting off doing this for a while, so I decided to do it as soon as I came back to Phoenix Drop.’

What?

‘Meet me by the docks after sunset! Don’t be late? :)’

A smile? A goddamn smile? They used precious ink to seriously draw out a smile? 

As much as that smile annoyed you, it was what was signed at the bottom of the page that really was the last straw.

‘Love, Laurance.’

You gripped both sides of the paper, hands shaking as you reread the last line. You let your finger trace the word ‘love’, your eyes focusing on it, mindlessly thinking of what it could mean before shaking your head in rage.

“Laurance?! Are you kidding me?! Ugh, I should’ve known it was him messing with me!” With anger being the only option to turn to, you gladly let loose. “So that’s it, huh? He’s toying with my emotions! That little-”

You bursted out of bed, your hair a mess from tossing and turning, grabbing the nearest coat. As you slipped your arms through the sleeves, all you could feel was anger boiling inside of you.

Within moments, you swung open your door and stomped your way over to the docks. 

The light within the lanterns nearby lit your way through the night as you thought about how messed up this whole situation really was.

How could he do this to you? You thought you were friends, and now he’s just toying with your emotions? 

You would soon find your answer as you arrived at the docks, finding Laurance sitting at the edge of the boardwalk, letting his legs dangle off the side.

A fire lit in your eyes as you made your way over there, making your presence known as your steps sounded on the wood.

Laurance turned around with a smile on his face, expecting you. “Ah, welcome! I was worried you wouldn’t-” “You!” “Me?” Laurance nervously smiled as he pointed to himself, quickly noticing your anger.

“You- You asshole!” You yelled, throwing the letter at him. “What the hell is wrong with you?!” He quickly stood up, putting his hands in the air in defense. “What are you talking about?” “Oh, I don’t know! Maybe the flowers, the basket, and let’s not forget that letter!” You clenched your fists as you remembered the previous events. “What were you thinking? Toying with my emotions like that? I’m not just another one of your fans! Who the hell signs their letter with “love” as a joke?” 

As you yelled at him you felt tears start to fill the brim of your eyes, threatening to free themselves at any moment.

“Wait, it’s not what you think-”

You scoffed as he tried to explain. “You know, for a second you really had me thinking you had feelings for me.” A stray tear fell down your face, your voice cracking as you spoke, “Isn’t that pathetic?”

Soon enough, the dam broke loose, and you were crying. Crying on the docks. Crying on the docks in front of who you thought to be your friend. At night. With your head in your hands as you bawled. Irene, could this get any worse?

Laurance took a step towards you, in which you responded by taking a step back.

He hesitated for a moment as he watched you cry, biting his lip as he tried to figure out what to say.

“It wasn’t a joke.”

You raised your head to look at him, tears still running down your cheeks. “What?” “I said it wasn’t a joke.” He took another step toward you, this time you stayed still. “The gifts, the letter… it was all in preparation for tonight.”

You sniffled. “What the hell are you talking about?”

“Ever since we returned from Metelli, there’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you, and I thought what a better way than to do it the day we got back! But… you seemed upset after returning so I wanted to cheer you up first; hence the gifts.”

You wiped the tears from your face, letting out a small giggle. “It was creepy.” “Huh?”

“The gifts. It was kinda off-putting how you delivered them. I’m not going to lie, it kind of freaked me out.” You had to hold your hand over your mouth as you hiccuped while giggling.

Laurance blinked a few times. “Wait- Really?”

You snickered, “Laurance, you left random things by my house and ran away without leaving a note alongside them. Does that not cross you as the least bit alarming?” He sighed, putting a hand to his forehead. “You know, now that you bring it up…” You keeled over, holding your stomach as you laughed, your tears becoming ones from joy. “Oh my Irene!”

He approached you, putting his hands on your shoulders, shaking you profusely. “Come on! Don’t laugh at my attempt at making you smile!”

Him shaking you only made you laugh more, more tears running down your face at the sheer stupidity of the situation. You had really thought he was messing with you, huh?

But that’s when your mind wandered back to the letter.

You stood up straight, wiping the tears away, before looking him in the eyes. “But what about the letter?” “The letter? Oh-!” He pulled his hands away from you, taking a step backwards, scratching the nape of his neck. “Well, if you mean the signature�� I did intend to sign it with love.”

Your breath hitched as he said that. 

He intended it?

As you looked Laurance in the eyes, there was a fondness shining within them. A fondness that seemed so common from whenever he looked at you, something that you never properly registered it until now.

“What I originally brought you here for… was to confess my feelings.” He slowly reached out, taking your hand in his and kissing the back of it. His eyes fluttered shut as he did so. 

He opened his eyes to gaze at you, truly looking at you. Your heart pounded in your chest as you held eye contact.

As he lowered your hand, he held it tight within his, as if not wanting to let you go. “Around the time when you first moved to Phoenix Drop is when you stole my heart.” He took a deep breath in, as if composing himself. “You were tough, self-sacrificing, and didn’t accept help from others at first. But as you grew to become a part of our village, you slowly started to open up more. And when you’d laugh– my Irene, your smile. It tore me to pieces the first time I saw it. I couldn’t get enough of it.” Your eyes widened as he spoke, before nodding, silently allowing him to continue.

“The way your hair looks rushed when you wake up late in the morning, the way your eyes sparkle in the sun, the way you look at me when you’re excited… All of these little things I noticed along the way drove me crazy. It was then that I knew you were truly something special.” He smiled, taking your other hand in his. 

The moonlight shining on him from behind was surely a sight to see. He looked ethereal. Something in you craved to have him for yourself– to hold him close, to cherish him as much as possible.

A silence filled the space between you two as he looked at you like his sun, and him, your moon.

“I love you.”

Those words were just what you needed to hear. Confirmation. Assurance.

You looked down at your feet and shut your eyes tight, trying your best to prevent yourself from crying once more.

He quickly took note of your state, leaning closer, sounding almost panicked. “A-Are you okay? I’m sorry if this is sudden- you don’t have to give a response or anything!” 

You quickly raised your head up, shaking your head back and forth rapidly. “No- No it’s fine! I feel the same way, I’m just trying not to cry-” He smirked, “Oh? Did my words truly make you that emotional- wait, you feel the same?” His eyes widened as if not expecting a positive response back. Of course the first thing he registered was something he’d use to be cocky. That goofball.

You nodded your head, sniffling. “Of course I do! The entire reason I came over here so angry was that I thought you gave me false hope! I thought you were just messing with me like always.” He let go of your hand and cupped your cheek, brushing away the tear stains with his thumb as he looked at you as if you were his world. “I would never joke about my feelings for you. Ever. I adore you.”

Those words truly hit your heart, as you leaned into his palm.

Oh how lovingly he looked at you just made you burn under his gaze.

It was then that he leaned forward, inches apart from your lips. “May I kiss you?”

You gave but one nod.

That was all that was needed for him to softly press his lips against yours. He carefully brought his other hand up as well, cradling your face within his hands. Fireworks were lit within your stomach, as he set you ablaze with the match that was his touch.

As he kissed you, you wished within your heart that this would last forever. Forever entangled within his loving gaze.

As the two of you pulled apart to catch your breath, you couldn’t help but notice how beautiful he looked with his cheeks flushed and pupils blown. He looked otherworldly from your eyes.

It wasn’t even a few seconds before he went in for seconds, kissing you far more passionately than before. He let one of his hands wander and grip your hip, pulling you even closer. His hands felt like they were burning your skin, searing at the touch. It wasn’t until he licked your lips that you pulled back, flustered.

He immediately looked at you with worry. “Are you okay? Did I go too far?”

“No! It’s just… my heart is beating so fast I’m afraid any more will kill me.” You laughed, clutching your chest.

He extended his hand. “How about we just sit down by the edge and look at the stars instead, hm?” 

“I would be delighted.” You took his hand in his, following him to the end of the docks, before sitting down at his side.

As far as the rest of the night went, the two of you continued to sit side by side on the docks, kicking your feet in motion with the waves.

He extended his arm around you, pulling you close, as he nuzzled his face into your neck. You couldn’t help but giggle at the feeling.

Maybe sleep could wait.

@lovelaurs, 2024. do not repost this work in any way!

[talesofpheonixdrop]

hi!!! what about laurance and/or garroth where the reader gets injured in a fight(whether it was because they took a hit for them or they failed to protect the reader)? how would they react? what would they do? thank you thank you! :D

☆°•Hunt down the good in me☆°•

Warnings : Gore, nothing horrific, but the reader gets wounded, and I tell you where and how bad lol. Accidentally focused more on the hurt than comfort. I'm so sorry lolol, you can totally feel free to request a follow-up for the recovery process if you want to focus more on that aspect lolol.

So it turns out this got kinda long- and if laurance is ANYWHERE near this length, then it's probably best to split them lmfaoo. But! I hope you enjoy, I'm gonna set up the masterlist then get working on the next part!

Again hope you enjoy, I haven't written in a few years so sorry if it's a liiittle off I'm gonna write and write till I got it lol.

And with that said, requests are still open!! Ah!! Please feel free to send one :D

GN reader, that will just be my default unless otherwise specified. Reader is wearing a corset of some kind but, there are plenty of Masc and GN medival fantasy outfits featuring corsets I don't think it should be a problem.

Anywho! Enjoy my drabble!

Garroth:

You don't even realize it immediately, your mind went blank and you could hear nothing but your own heartbeat. Time slows as you take in the shock and horror on your companions blue eyes and his mouth open in a shout that vaugley appears like your name.

What led you here? Oh, yes, that's right, you and Garroth were on a supply run for Pheonix Drop. He had taken the heavier of the two crates without a word about it before you both headed back down the trail. You remember it was a goregous day... warm and sunny shining through to the forest floor through the thick roof of leaves.

You were teasing him. You can't remember what for anymore... you're falling over. You had been mid-turn to face him big cheeky smile just in time for a bolt to fly through your upper arm clearly whoever shot you wasn't expecting the turn with their aim, you were mid turning feet unsteady but the force of the bolt going through your arm, knocks you down fully.

Your senses rush back to you when your knee hit the ground, suddenly deeply, agonizingly aware of the hole in your arm as pain shoots down it. Searing fire permiating deep into the tissue and muscle of your arm. The crate falls to the ground next to you. A pained Gasp rips itself from your lungs, and the sound of the forest comes rushing over you like a wave.

Your on your knees crumpled over on yourself shoulder and forehead pressed to the path dirt, you feel clammy and cold, but your arm is so incredibly hot.

" Y/N! " Garroths voice rings out along with the twang of a bolt hitting his shield and the loud thunks of armored boots running towards you but you can hardly register it, your mouth is dry and your nerves are screaming. Garroth slides to a stop and drops to his knees besides you moving one hand to turn you off your side and onto your back.

"GAH! Ah ah-" Another searing wave of pain through your injuried arm as it touches the ground tearing the shout from you, all your muscles involuntarily tense, other hand shooting to the wound feeling boiling hot thick blood covering your hand, the metallic smell acrid and overwhelming almost making the back of your throat feel sticky.

*Thunk* as another bolt hits Garroths shield, and the sun is hidden from your view as it raises to protect you as he asses your damage, eyes wide and frantic.

"No no no, don't do that" he says reaching for your hand to remove it from the wound, he's trying to sound put together for your sake but his voice is trembling.

"Ow ow ow fuck-" you gasp out as your hand is removed, your wrist held gently with his one free hand. You're bleeding a lot, but not enough for him to be worried that it tore a major vessel but far far too much for him to feel comfortable leaving you to take care of the assailant before doing... something ANYTHING to slow it, but he will need both hands to tie a tourniquet but if he puts the shield down he opens you both up to fire.

*Thunk* He growls under his breath at the impact against his shield, looking back at the bolt that spins and lands to the ground, feeling a curse bubble in the back of his throat The Quarrel is straight and smooth with no other points. Good news for you means the puncture should be clean, but those are the heads most adept for piercing through steel as if it's leather. Under normal circumstances, he would gladly take the bolts anywhere to protect you, but your dominant arm is currently out of use, so he can't afford not to kill who is attacking you.

His thoughts rush through him, acting fast he uses one hand to rip his cape off, lay it under your arm, shushing you gently as you groan in pain. He knows he can only do a very very temporary fix, folding it in half over the puncture, grabbing the excess and twisting it *as if* it was a tourniquet as tightly as he possibly can with just fabric alone around his fist. You breathe in sharply through your teeth as your arm is a strange mix of burning and numb pausing only to adjust his shield to block bolts.

"I know, just a few more moments" he whispers finishing tightening the fabric then balling up the excess the pressing it down hard on the top of the wound, your legs jerk harshly as you bite back a scream at the pressure.

"Listen to me very closely Lord Y/N" he speaks again voice firm determination blazing in Garroths mind as he firmly enters 'Guard mode' pushing aside his personal dread at the moment, knowing it will prevent him from doing this with the upmost efficiency.

"Your to use your uninjured arm to hold this ball as *tight* as you physically can right where I have it until I return to treat you. It is absolutely *imperative* that you follow my instructions exactly. It is the only thing keeping you from bleeding out. Move your hand on top of mine so you can press down the moment I leave" he instructs very very firmly, similarly to when he gives orders to his fellow guards. So with shaking hand you move your clammy hand and place it on top of his over the bundle of fabric and you feel his fingers twitch, as his heart lurches nearly losing his composure, sliding his hand away turning and sprinting in the direction of the bolts terrifyingly instead of a white hot rage he feels.. *nothing* devoid of the feeling for the life he's about to take, he's past the point of the hottest anger that could be.

This man is going to die, that is a simple reality. And it will be by Garroths hand.

Such is the fate of anyone who dares cause harm to his lord, his love.

He returns not long after, sheathing his sword and tossing his shield to the side as he runs to your side blood splattered across his face and armour he drops to his knees quickly again with both hands free now to fully pay attention to you, murderous haze melts away as he devolves into frantic movements, that your to lightheaded to really process them. The arm is full of very vital heavy bleeding arteries .

He asses the situation, unwrapping his cape from your arm to determine the state of the wound, cursing his own shaking hands as he tries to focus on his medical training and not the fact that it's you below him, your blood coating his fingers, and face drained of color. He notices instead of gushing the blood was a light dribble which is both... good and bad, your defiantly in shock so your body has severely lowered blood flow to your extremities so, your chances of bleeding out has severely lowered. Shock was something he could treat out here with the help of potions which he knew one of these crates held, they were for the Village but that didn't matter to him now.

"Good, good you did so well m'lord" he whispers taking a discarded bolt to make a more proper tourniquet, putting it in the ball of his cloak and using it to tighten the fabric even further around the wound easily cutting off the blood flow and securing it tightly. Moving a hand to just very slightly raise your back off the ground, second one moving to loosen the laces of your corset to allow for easier air flow as your breathing was turning shallow. He pulls your crate over to be just by your legs, raising up your feet and placing them on top of the crate to improve the blood flow. Before looking down at your hazy eyes.

"Stay with me Y/N. Stay with me, you are going to be just fine, you *have* to be just fine. Think of Levin and Malachi what they would do without you, what *i* would do" his thumb brushes over your cheek leaning down for just a moment to press his forehead to yours, a weak whine escaping you in responce as he shoots up sprinting to the crate he had dropped when he saw the bolt enter your arm. He had heard a smashing sound when it hit the ground and now was PRAYING to any of the divine that would listen that even one of these bottles where in a decent condition, grabbing a bolt that had bounced off his shield once more, he shoves it into the top half way before pressing hard on it until the crack of the crate giving can be heard and he prys it the rest of the way with his bare hands.

Tearing through the contents of the barrel until he finds at the very bottom a second much smaller crate but the lid wasn't nailed onto this one. He pulls it off tossing it away to reveal mostly shattered glass and soaking wet padding, but dizzying relief fills him when he finds 2 bottles that survived; Quickly snatching away one of them and running back to you using his teeth to pull out the cork as he was making his way.

"Good, good, you're doing so good." He continues shakily "your going to be just fine. All you need is to drink this, and you will be just fine. That's all you need." He says quickly, almost as if he was speaking more to himself than you, taking your injured arm and placing it over his shoulder partially to elevate it, heart cracking at the hiss of pain, but mostly to put his arm under your back so he could prop you up to drink from the glass bottle. Whispering words of encouragement and praise as he rubs the skin of your back with a thumb through your blood soaked shirt.

The potion works quickly, veins and nerves rebinding, and skin knitting back together as the thick bitter liquid slides down your throat, gagging in the first moment as your body tries to reject any more negative sensory. But Garroths head against your head gently shushing and still whispering to you gives you enough clarity to keep drinking. Until the cold bottle is taken away. And you feel the rush of blood entering your arm as the cloth on your arm falls away. The physical injury wiped away.. but the brain is not so easily healed, still in shock.

Now that the immeadite danger is gone. All of the emotions Garroth was hiding away to prioritize his duty slams into him like a blow to the gut, trembling sorrow, guilt, relief, and fear running through him as he harshly blinks away the tears burning his eyes. You can't see him cry like this not now. He needs to get you home.

"Hold onto me as tightly as you can" he mummers hating the trembling in his tone as he reaches down gathering you in his arms, one hand pressing your head the the juncture between his neck and shoulder, the other underneath your bottom, moving your legs to hook over his hips. Squeezing you rightly to himself for a moment once he has you situated, one arm may still need time to move bit you cling to him with the other his warmth and the familiar smell of Rosewood that clung to him still under the metallic tang of blood. He inhales deeply through his nose before giving a heavy exhale from his mouth, holding you as closely to him as he possibly can.

He Abandons the crates, and scraps of his cape to start walking to Pheonix drop holding you to him. Keeping the hand holding you to his neck gentle but firm, so you can't see the tears slowly falling down his cheeks.

He had failed you, not only as your guard.. your HEAD guard, but as a lover. And he would never do it again. He carries you home, whispering his love and apologizing over and over and over the whole way.

[mamamittens]

How Our Seeds Grow (Pt. 2)

Platonic Yandere Whitebeard Pirates & young!GN!Reader

Main|First|Next

Warnings: Emotional distress, a very naked snail, and minor blood.

Ah! Almost forgot, for those that asked to be tagged: @iggy5055 @badluckinfrench (idk why it won't let me tag you bro, sorry, the minute I got to the 'f' it said no)

Word Count: 2,248

You’d never really considered what you’d do if you did ever run afoul of pirates. The other marines were usually quite good at keeping any real threat far from you, often by bodily tossing you to someone else. And you didn’t know if this was the usual fate of a marine caught by pirates either. It sure didn’t seem like it, but none of the pirates thought it was weird, so what did you know?

You were seated in a medical bay on board their ship clutching the hem of your shirt anxiously. You weren’t injured anymore but dried blood was still smeared over your face and collar. Nose a little stuffed up.

A man with a blue mask over half his face and a kind smile gently wiped your face off with a wet rag as he asked questions. Pheonix taking notes on a clipboard with a pleasant but vaguely fake smile. It didn’t even hurt, the damp, warm fabric just removing any leftover blood from your broken nose. When he was done, he pulled out a few tissues.

“Have you had any shots? Blow your nose into this and we’re done with that—” Deuce ordered softly, holding the tissues over your nose firmly as you followed his instructions.

“Nnn—I don’t know? I think so?” You whined, ears popping as your nose itched, now free of any leftover blood. Deuce winced and tossed the tissues away, wiping your face clean one last time. You rubbed your nose, wrinkling it with a grimace as the sensation faded. “…thanks.” You mumbled, still unsure about what you’re supposed to do.

You certainly couldn’t run. Where would you go? The ship had left port a few minutes ago and until that point you'd been carried or had a hand on your shoulder. You couldn’t call for help, the fight with Fire Fist was loud enough that anyone who could hear would have already shown up. And you definitely couldn’t fight.

Deuce smiled softly, patting your head.

“That’s alright, kid. We can figure out the rest later.” He reassured you. “What do you like to do? We’ve got a lot of stuff on the Moby Dick for all sorts of hobbies. And plenty of people willing to teach you if you don’t know how to do them.” He kneeled down so he was looking up at you, no longer towering over you despite sitting on an exam table.

You swallowed hard, wringing your shirt in uncertainty.

“I-I’m a marine? I don’t got time for hobbies. I clean or I train or I go on patrols.” You explained lamely. You’d seen some marines do things in their downtime. Like knit or read. Some gambled. But you’d always been kept busy and unable to really get to know the others on any base you were stationed at.

Deuce’s expression fell, Pheonix keeping his gaze fixed on the clipboard in his hands—but he gripped it hard enough you could hear the whine of the board under stress. Deuce cleared his throat, smile returning.

“Well! I guess that just means you get to try everything! You’re too young for any serious training.” Deuce explained cheerfully, tapping your nose.

“Bring-ring. Bring-ring. Bring-clack!” your snail called out as you scrambled to answer quickly, pulling him free from your pocket.

“H-Hello! E—”

“Where are you?! Ensign Williams was found passed out in the marketplace! It was supposed to be a simple patrol—you can’t just go running off because you feel like it!” Someone you think you recognized as the base captain’s assistant shrieked, tears pricking your eyes as you cleared your throat.

“U-Uhm… we were on patrol when my partner and I got orders to confront Fire Fist and to run if he was accompanied by another Whitebeard Pirate. W-Williams was beaten and… the Pheonix took me?” You mumbled, face red as you refused to look up.

“What?! Who the fuck gave that order—Never mind! You need to return to base immediately for punitive assignment, ensign!” You sniffed, tears falling as you impulsively choked out a strained cry,

“How?!” you sobbed anxiously as the snail was plucked from your hands. Through foggy glasses, you saw it was Pheonix but his expression was blurred.

“No.” Pheonix stated simply, his voice hard as you rubbed your eyes. “They won’t be returning, period. So, consider this their resignation.” Your chest tightened while Deuce rubbed your back, whispering into your ear.

“Easy, kid. You’re not in trouble—we won’t let them have you back, I promise.”

“But I gotta!” You whined, Deuce tutting as he pulled down your hands to wipe your face with the rag.

“No, no, no, you really don’t. It’s not your fault, alright?”

“ON WHO’S ORDERS?!” the vaguely familiar voice screeched.

“Ours.” There was a crunch of metal and a hand gently opened your palm. The snail’s firm weight notably lighter. You pulled back from Deuce’s attempt to clean your face, clumsily putting your glasses back to look.

The snail, a pleasant crème color, was missing his standard issue shell. Visibly shaking from either fright or a chill.

“O-Oh no, Cream, you’re naked!” You cried in despair, Deuce choking out a laugh. You jerked, remembering suddenly that you weren’t allowed to name the snails or get attached.

Pheonix kneeled down and stroked your cheek fondly. That familiar sensation of bated breath and birdsong in your chest almost reassuring in it’s intensity.

“Don’t worry, we’ve got some spare shells in storage. None that let you make calls though.” He reassured you as you placed your hand over Cream’s naked back. He looked a little relieved, ducking his head as much as he could in the small space you provided. “Think you can clean up the rest on your own? Ace should have found spare clothes by now.”

You sniffled.

“I-I have to wear a uniform though…” You objected. “It’s mine.”

Just about the only thing you did own, actually, besides pet treats. Even Cream was actually the base’s snail.

Pheonix’s expression twisted again into something sad and deeply troubled as he glanced over your uniform.

“Well… I doubt we can take off the letters, so the hat has to go… but you can keep this. How does that sound? We’ll get you new clothes soon.” Pheonix reassured you while gently tugging the blue fabric free from your shirt collar. He moved your hand and placed it over Cream with a soft smile.

You ducked your head shyly.

“…alright.”

Fire Fist trampled into the room with a bundle of clothes in his arms.

“Found it! A little big but these should fit just fine!” Fire Fist declared as he handed you the bundle, wrinkling his nose at the very naked Cream. “Uh, why’s the snail naked?”

Cream ducked under the blue fabric, skin turning a soft pink hue.

“Hey! Don’t be mean, he’s shy!” you protested before thinking better of it, though rather than take offense, Fire Fist held up his hands and laughed.

“Sorry, sorry! I just never see these guys without a shell—what happened?”

“Run along now, baby bird. Deuce will show you where to clean up while we help fit… Cream with a new shell.” Pheonix helped you off the table and picked up Cream with a slightly embarrassed look. Fire Fist almost asked again, it was clear on his face, but Pheonix glared and it was dropped. Deuce gently pushing you out of the room and towards a private bathroom.

“Take your time, alright kiddo?” Deuce told you softly as he closed the door, letting you have privacy. It was a modest bathroom and you took full advantage. Having the chance to take your time not something you’ve been afforded for a while since the bases have shared bathing areas and your partners were rarely patient enough to wait for long.

It felt weird not getting dressed in a clean uniform. The old one ripped up and dirtied from the marketplace. Your alternative a baggy white shirt with Whitebeard’s jolly roger and shorts that tied at the waist. You looked at the blue neckerchief that Pheonix was allowing you to keep, considering where to where it. The shirt didn’t have a collar to tie it around. Your wrists were too thin unless you wrapped your forearm. It was thankfully clean despite your bloodied nose.

After a long moment, you looked at the mirror.

You looked tired. Eyes red from crying behind your broken glasses but otherwise clean.

It felt wrong to wear this anywhere but your neck.

Decisively, you tied it around your neck like a bandana, pleased to find that you could pull it up over your chin easily. It wasn’t too tight or loose, the weight reassuring in the absence of the layered uniform collar.

Sadly, you folded up your old uniform and held it to your chest. Standing before the door as your heart raced. You weren’t sure why they decided to take you with them and the sudden change in routine was frightening—something you reluctantly admitted to yourself as you stared at the bathroom door.

They were nice but… if you could, you’d go back to the base right that minute. Even if it meant being given chores as punishment for ‘running away’. At least you knew what to expect on base. This pirate ship was a whole new situation though.

There was a yip from the other side of the door and nails scratching the wood.

“Hey! Don’t rush them, Stefan! Let the poor kid take their time.” Fire Fist chastised Stefan softly, a low whine echoing with a few, last petulant drags of nails on wood.

Taking a deep breath, you opened the door, still clinging to your old uniform with your eyes fixed to the floor.

“…hi.”

There was a shift of fabric and boots as suddenly Fire Fist squatted down low with a soft smile.

“Hey, kiddo. You alright? Nice bandana, it looks good on you.” He remarked, an almost understanding look in his eyes. Your chest ached and you shook your head before thinking better of it.

“I-I wanna go back. I-I’m going to be in so much trouble…” You whimpered thickly, tears quick to flood your cheeks. There was a flash of a grimace on Fire Fist’s face as he scooped you up, Stefan managing a single lick to your shin.

Fire Fist felt warm and bubbly. A soothing heat like a sun bathed rock on a beach that hugged you close. Hand brushing over your back.

“No, you’re not, c’mon now, no more tears. You can’t be crying into your food—the chef didn’t put teary stew on the menu! It’s not Thatch’s cooking but it’s still pretty good.” Fire Fist soothed you with a soft bounce to his step. “If this is about that uniform, I promise we’ll get you something way better soon! Haven’t you ever wanted to wear something else? Anything else? Whatever you want, you can have, I promise! Cheer up!”

Even through your tears you could smell the thick scent of dinner as a soft voice piped up behind you.

“They’re going to need some time to adjust, Ace. I know it’s hard to see them like this, but you have to let them let it all out. It’s like when you first came on board. Eventually you tired out from it… eventually.” Fire Fist’s grimace was clear despite the haze on your broken lenses. Cheeks pink as he blushed, holding you closer with a sheepish expression. “Think I can take those old clothes now, baby bird?” Pheonix asked softly, tapping the folded pile in your arms.

You felt your lips wobble as you held it tighter to your chest. A sob startled from you as Fire Fist bounced you to get your attention.

“Hey, looks like he wants to trade.” Fire Fist pointed out, jerking his chin towards Pheonix’s other hand. Cream sat in his curled palm, a sea green shell settled on his back. He looked far more comfortable now than he did before, his small arms wiggling towards you as he considered you with some worry.

After a long moment, you relaxed your grip, allowing Pheonix to take your old uniform and trade for Cream.

“…thank you. His new shell looks nice.” You whispered, holding Cream close as he tried to brush away your tears with a soft hum. You curled into Fire Fist’s arm, head tucked under his chin as you couldn’t help a weak sniffle.

“You’re welcome. Now let’s get you two something to eat. We’ll be arriving at the main flagship pretty late.” Pheonix advised as you glanced up at him. He smiled, cupping your face to swipe away a tear with more success than Cream had.

You wanted to reiterate how deeply in trouble you already were but all that you could say was a meek response.

“…okay.”

Pheonix handed off the clothes to Deuce and walked with Fire Fist towards the eating area.

“You’ll like it here with us eventually. Everyone loves it when we get a new baby on board.”

“Oi!” Fire Fist protested sharply. Pheonix grinned sharply, eyes narrowing at Fire Fist.

“Don’t get jealous~ you’re still a baby in Oyaji’s eyes.”

“That’s not what I meant!”

Small nubby arms tapped your chin as Cream tucked himself close to your neck with a reassuring murmur.

Maybe… maybe it wouldn’t be so bad after all. If everyone is like them. Even if they’re pirates.

[loveindefinitely]

i care so much about the tf 141 plays valorant au who are their mains please

༊*·˚ TASK FORCE 141 — valorant au headcanons.

a/n. omg thank you its a very meaningful thing to me ALSO

featuring. simon 'ghost' riley, johnny 'soap' mactavish, kyle 'gaz' garrick, john 'bravo six' price

warnings. gn!reader, suggestive content, crack, they're all in love and stupid, attempts at humour, polyamory

GHOST as an OMEN MAIN

✩ The first agent he unlocked, and the only agent he plays. If anyone else takes him, he doesn't select at all. Is on very thin ice due to his frequent dodges.'

✩ Likes the practicality of him, how the smokes help your entire team out, and the teleporting aspect makes it more fun for him to get frags. Tries to be experimental with it to try and impress you guys, but usually fails.

✩ Does not understand in the slightest why he mid frags usually, even when you, Soap and Gaz have explicitly explained how duelists and smokes work. He just views it as another thing to conquer.

✩ Makes fun of Soap because his smokes are 'weaker'. Has been hit in the back of the head for it.

✩ When he found out that Sage and Omen were somewhat of a ship, and overheard you saying how much you wanted the 'Halloween card', he asked about dressing up as them for Halloween. (Your glassy eyed smile made the cat ears worth it.)

✩ Deliberately smokes off entry just to piss off Soap, when he starts trying to backseat too hard. Once blinded you all because Gaz said that Soap's smokes were better. (Soap just smoke-entried onto site.)

✩ [NSFW] Plays on his voice, praising you, Soap or Gaz anytime you clutch or get a good shot in. Starts straight up dirty-talking mid-game, using every single one of your weaknesses against you. Talks more than he does in person when he gets antsy, getting off to the steady breathiness of your voices as he gets more and more filthy with it.

SOAP as a JETT MAIN

✩ The most obnoxious little fucker when he plays.

✩ An absolute menace. He specifically baits you and Ghost for frags, because he finds Ghost's growing anger and your petulant huffs amusing. (He also just loves how he pays for it later.)

✩ Asked Gaz to match one of those cringe usernames with him. Probably something like 'I Blow Bubbles' and 'Bubbles'. Gaz said no and also asked him to never speak of it again. (He asked you later, and you nearly cried on the spot.)

✩ Once cried because the enemy's team Jett was a smurf, and threatened to take his girl. He worried about it briefly, then remembered all of his '''''girls''''' were just down the hall. And not impressed with a guy that had more kills in a video game than in real life.

✩ Laughs when he sees Price die, than screams when he gets shot immediately after.

✩ [NSFW] Gave you head while you played a game once, unbeknownst to the other two. Made you give comms while his fingers thrust into you, his tongue licking over your hole. Laughed against your thigh when you pulled his hair after he made you die with a cruel stroke.

GAZ as a KAY/O MAIN

✩ Used to be a Pheonix main, but got sick of Soap making fun of him for choosing the 'brit', and the one that people shipped with Jett. Told him that if he wanted him so bad, to just come out and say it. (Gaz turned off his PC at the plug for that.)

✩ His flashes are usually really good, but if Soap or Ghost make a snide remark, or Price tries to take the leadership-role, he'll flash everyone. Says it was a misclick but no one is buying it.

✩ Has watched multiple lineup videos, and takes it all very seriously. If you or Soap are bantering while he's trying to do it exactly right, he'll threaten to go to your rooms and smother you with your pillows. (Neither of you complain, and if you're feeling particularly bratty, you'll push him to his limits.)

✩ Was the first one to play Valorant, and got Soap hooked. From there, it spiralled, but he's just happy he gets to do something he enjoys so much with the people he loves so much.

✩ Definitely the most patient one of the team. He kinda taught all of you at some point, because he doesn't get pissed off as easily as Soap. Also, he just loves watching as either you, Price or Ghost start to understand how fun it is -- and start to be able to properly play.

✩ [NSFW] Has played with you sitting on his dick, letting you cockwarm him while he presses kisses into your neck. Did it while in a custom game with Soap, and whenever Soap was starting to win, he'd set the voicechat to auto, so your moans and whimpers could be heard. (Led to an unfinished game, but three finished orgasms.)

PRICE as a KILLJOY MAIN

✩ He plays KJ purely out of spite. When you three (ghost would never) first begged him to play with you, Soap, Gaz and you had convinced him to play Brim. He was not impressed when five minutes in, Soap was whining for him to try and say the voice lines.

✩ The reason he likes playing her so much is because he can spend his time setting up sites. He likes defense over attack, and it's really cute when he hums while trying to do lineups.

✩ (He doesn't tell any of you this, but part of it is that he gets to sit back while you all compete for top frag. In the field, he might take the top rank, but he likes seeing you all laugh and poke fun at each other. He falls a lil bit more in love with each of you every time threats are thrown about over comms.)

✩ His aim is shit. Like, absolutely terrible. Has complained multiple times about how the guns don't have the right heft to them, and that it's all completely unrealistic.

✩ If he goes AFK, it's to head to either you or Gaz, pick you up, sit in your seat, and just watch as you play from his lap. Just rests his chin on your shoulder and wraps his arms around your waist. Doesn't care about the penalty -- would much prefer to embrace his partner.

✩ If any of you are up late, playing, when he wants to cuddle up and go to sleep, he WILL turn off the internet just as you press queue again. Feigns ignorance, but you all know it was him. (You all pretend that you believe him, because you can't exactly decline his silent neediness.)

✩ [NSFW] When he's feeling particularly horny, he'll start prompting bets between you all. Like, whoever top frags gets to cum first, or, however many times you die is the amount of spanks you'll get. All while waiting for the inevitable pounding of knocks on his bedroom door.

A/N. this au is so disgustingly self-indulgent i am disappointed in myself. anon, even if this is only enjoyed by me and you, at least there's someone else out there that understands me 🙌 thank you for giving me a reason to rant about my silly lil thoughts. if this at all interests anyone pls lmk or give me ideas for a oneshot...

[the-s1lly-corner]

Celebrating Winslows birthday

Banging this out so there's something for the potp fans checking in for the 50th anniversary hello hello!! I don't officially take winslow x reader reqs but... heh...

Notes: reader is gn, written on mobile, au where you smuggle him home (or rather he takes you far away where swan can't find you) (you unofficially take/share pheonix' place) (pheonix is mentioned here! This can be read as poly if you'd like!!) (Focus is on you and winslow though)

CWs: mentions of chronic pain

Hasn't really celebrated anything since he got his music stolen- the only time he does is when he celebrates you and pheonix-- he can't do much but he does everything that he can to make the two of you feel special

And you want him to feel special!

He's a total night owl so you'd have a good chunk of the morning getting everything in order before he wakes up- make him a cake! You try your best to make it as soft as possible to accommodate for the pain his metal teeth cause him

He looks so genuinely surprised when he walks out of his room and finds you and pheonix waiting for him with cake and presents

The entire day is spent focused on him and he can't lie, it feels bizarre... he's so used to the roles being reversed, but he's not going to lie and say that he doesn't like recieving your (and pheonix's) affection

You're both making sure that his day is as good as it can be confined in your apartment

He doesn't want to go out- not that there is much for him to go out to. He's not fond of the idea of parting with his mask, but he's known as a dead man- having a reputation of breaking into *the swans* place to destroy things and "dying" in the process leaves... at least some recognition...

To top it off he's so incredibly on edge due to the thought of swan somehow finding out where the three of you are- he doesn't care how unlikely it is he doesn't want any chances not even for his birthday

[shycrowns]

The cybertronian gn reader pheonix

This is what i imagen what they will look like but this one is not from shattered glass i don't have a color theme for you so imagen it cuz its you

From the sg optimus and pheonix bot reader

I wanted to make sparky like a harpy and no servos but they somehow manage to do stuff lmao

[Is this how people make gn cybertroninas i want to see more gn readers and male then females one there a lot i think]

[cyborg-franky]

Can you do a yandere marco where he finds out the female he kidnapped nests for comfort and his male bird instincts kick in of gathering things for her nest and bringing her food and gifts to convince her that he’s the perfect mate for her please

I don't write female reader. I hope you still enjoy this though!

Marco x GN Reader SFW YANDERE THEMES

You missed your island, your home, your life.

You’d heard the Whitebeard Pirates were kind people, they protected places, your home included.

But you had no idea you’d have caught the eye of the commander of the first division, nor did you think you’d have ended up in this room, far away from everything and everyone you’d known and loved.

He’d said something about what if we stopped protecting your island? And you’d taken it very much the threat it had been intended and had gone with Marco without a second thought. 

You hated your situation but you had a feeling you’d have been snatched by the zoan regardless of your answer and at least this way you wouldn’t feel the guilt of being the reason your home and friends would have been doomed.

The boat swayed in the storm brewing out on the sea, only a little, enough to lull you into feeling sleepy. The first time you’d truly let exhaustion overcome you and sleep fill you.

You grabbed up all the blankets you could find, making a comfy nest on the bed, just wanting to bundle up and be warm, seeking desperately the comfort the softness around could provide.

Grasping at anything to help you feel less terrified.

You were fluffing up pillows when the door opened and you glanced over your shoulder fearfully, seeing the tall blond and that growing lazy smile into a lop-sided smirk as his piercing blue eyes focused on what you were doing. He clicked his tongue and tilted his head to one side.

“Making a nest little bird?” He asked and stepped closer, shutting and locking the door behind him before he looked at the set up.

“Not a nest,” You mumbled and gripped the sheet, feeling instantly uneasy in the presence of the zoan. Who tutted before letting out a light-hearted chuckle, like he hadn’t forced you here against your will.

His birdbrain was running a mile a minute, this was his mate and he needed to provide for them.

He started to move around the room, going for a large chest in the corner and pulling out even more blankets, getting on the bed with you he started to arrange them.

You watched with wide eyes as he trilled under his breath, happy to be helping make a nest for him and his mate. You flinched when he turned to look at you again, eyes half-lided as he encroached on your personal space, pinning you against the headboard.

“This will be perfect yoi.” He hummed and leaned down, whispering into your ear about what a pretty little mate you were for him. You felt his hot breath on your ear and you felt a tremble overtake your body, feeling his hand under your chin.

Marco pulled away, tilting your chin up and looking down his nose at your terrified expression, the grin spreading across his face, a feral look on his face. “Mine.” 

[angelismmm]

hellooo!! i hope you’re having a nice day ^_^ if ur taking requests still could you please write some hopeless romantic sova x gn!reader PLEASEE SOVA FANS R STARVING! THANK YOUU

⟡ moth to a flame ft. sova

・synopsis. just affectionate lover with lover things ♪

・notes. i love sova sm too but i barely see content for him and it makes me pretty sad honestly </3, no need to worry tho why read when i can write!!!

・warnings. gn! reader, implied relationship, lovey dovey icky stuff (cheesy*), fluffy wuffy

AGENT 6: SOVA, just him trying to love <3

treats you like an equal, but also respects you more than normal,

when he realized his feelings for you that were romantic, definitely starts treating you like a god, babooshka taught him nothing less.

and if you haven't ate anything in the most recent time and you're really just zoning out and stuff; he'll cook, you don't have to say anything, he'll get started as soon as he sees you, because most of the time the agents back at work didn't really have lunch, and didn't cook that often other than sage, jett, reyna, and breach (breach only cooks instant noodles), and honestly lowkey shy about giving you food when he does end up cooking.

kind of awkward, but you know he means well. probably a bit protective over you, will always volunteer when there's a mission that concerns you if you work at the val protocol, if not, he'll try his best to always be by your side, and when he can't, there's his daily calls with you, just to make sure.

and if you ask, he doesn't mind teaching you his mother language, honestly encourages it. if you already know russian, talking to each other about private matters in public is no problem if you don't live there. forehead kisses are a must, number 1 favorite of his, quick pecks before he leaves work is a close second.

definitely gets flustered easily, if he gets jealous, obviously he'll make sure that the person knows you're already taken. if you can, doesn't mind cooking together honestly, like him from behind you, head on your shoulder, talking to you about his day, or both of you in the kitchen just cooking together, if you're shy about anything in your appearance, he'll be sure to say otherwise.

doesn't care what you say to try argue with him, loves everything about you, and if you don't seem to talk a lot, he'll do the talking, and when you do, he'll always be there to listen. tends to be a lot like a hawk over your shoulder when with other people. is constantly near you unless something happens (like he's out on a mission, etc.), likes to hold you from behind and just whisper praise into your ears, or just in silence, either way he just falls in love all over again.

if you don't like physical touch, that's okay too, those little love letters he writes for you if he ever has to go out while he stayed the night before. and the quality time together, dates aren't all that uncommon, and i have a gut feeling he loves picnic dates the most. but a simple i love you, or a loving glance from you afar is enough to give him motive for anything.

a cute thing he does when flustered is that if he's ever moving, he just go stiffs, and red. and if there's anyone around, they also laugh a little, the calm sova they knew was easily flustered by their s/o, definitely would laugh too. jett- no, mostly all the agents tease him for it, and tease him about you.

jett and pheonix like to bump sova near you if you work there.

admires you greatly, doesn't matter if you're just a healer, or a little worse than other agents, or hell if you're way better, he admires a lot of things you do.

・overall such a sweetheart, please give him lots of kisses and appreciation

live laugh sova forever

[potential-fool]

May I request;

A reader constantly, randomly squeak about how cute they are, with sova/ Phoenix. (example, they be chillin' and eating or whatever then they hear 'AHh you're So cute!!!')

A/N: I gotchuuuu B) I'm interpreting this request as the reader being the one squeaking <3

Tags: Established relationship, fluff, GN!reader

"So Cute!!" Sova & Pheonix x Reader

Pheonix [Jamie Adeyemi]

This would melt his heart tbh

he'd do it back

it would turn into well.. you'll see

You and your lovely boyfriend Jamie were sitting and watching a movie in your shared apartment, it was the movie 'Up' and Jamie had somehow never seen it before.

Jamie was being his normal goofball self and you didn't realize it wasn't just in your head when you went: "You're so stink'in adorable-!!!!! I can't stand it!"

Jamie paused upon hearing this, turning to you with a bright smile and rose tinted cheeks as he pulled you in closer, "Naaaahh!! That's you!"

You then realized you'd spoken aloud, mildly embarrassed you blushed a bit but decided to commit-

"nope! it's you!"

"nuh-uh I don't believe it"

"well believe it because you're adorable!"

"Say what you want cupcake but you're far more adorable!"

This back and forth would go on and on, I'll let you decide how it ended :)

Sova [Sasha Novikov]

bro is smitten tbh

you just know his pale ass face is turning into a cherry

grumbly little denials

You could be a bit of a tease with your boyfriend sometimes, never anything naughty (mostly), but you just couldn't help it! The look on his face was always priceless.

Today you two were cooking in the kitchen together, making breakfast- you looked over to him as a groggy yawn escaped him- "GahhH-!! You're ADORABLE!!!"

His faced turned rosy and he shook his head, his long hair messy- he tried to use it to cover how red he knew his face was but it didn't work, you parted his hair and reached up to cup his cheeks.

"..'m not adorable.." Sasha mumbled, his mind still fuzzy from sleep

You giggled, obviously more awake than he was,

"Oh but you are my love" You looked at him with a loving adoration that absolutely melted his heart

"What did I do to deserve you?" He wondered aloud, holding one his hands over one of the ones you had cupping his face and drawing you in close with his other free hand.

You smiled a warm smiled and returned the affection with a small and loving kiss

"You deserve the world Sasha.. and I'd do anything to give it to you.."

[magolorstometrackers]

Can you write a Rui (vocaloid/Project Sekia) X reader

Absolutely!

You didn’t specify much so I’m going to just assume general dating headcanons with a gender neutral reader! I hope that’s okay!

Rui Kamishiro x GN!Reader General Dating HCs

He usually brings you to Wonderland Sekai with him!

His favorite thing to do is hang out with you and Kaito

Kaito gave him advice on how to confess to you; he ended up holding a special show for you at the Wonderstage

He LOVES cuddles (and really any sort of touchy stuff— his love language is physical touch)

He always shows you his crazy creations (and may or may not have accidentally set your room on fire… oops)

When he wears his Becoming Potatoes outfit and isn’t on stage, he lets you wear the big hat :)

He likes to cook but… do NOT eat his food. Chances are he changed up the recipe for “experimentation”. Who knows what’s in that batch of cookies or that lasagna…

Dates at Pheonix Wonderland all the time!

He is extremely protective of you, and would probably explode anyone who hurt you

Silly boyfriend! Tickle fights, pranks, jokes, piggyback rides, all that fun stuff!!

Overall very good boyfriend, he loves you very much <3

Sorry I didn’t write too much, and sorry for accidentally replying with an empty post (my finger slipped up and I hit post before I could even type anything… eugh.), but I hope these are okay!

”If you ever want to hear more, just let me know!”

[twistnet]

kinktober masterlist — 2022

going to pin this for a while, so if you’re looking for the navigation ⇢ go here

“i think they should be absolutely terrified of you...”

welcome all to another year of kinktober! just like with the previous year, random names were drawn from my character list using the wheel of death and were matched with a prompt that fit that chosen character!

⋯ ✧ PROMPTS ; prompts were chosen from this [ post ] by @the-purity-pen​​ ; these are pure smut, meaning 18+ only [ minors do not interact! ] — you can block #twistnet :: kinktober 2022 if you do not wish to see

⋯ ✧ EXPECTATIONS ; all works are 500-1000 words, with little to no plot -- just plain ole smut [ gn!readers, afab!readers + female!readers; will be listed in warnings + tags ]

⋯ ✧ NOTICES ; things to keep in mind

all kinks, pairings + readers were chosen by me; based entirely off what i felt comfortable writing. if anything from the below list makes you uncomfortable, i strongly advise you not to read it

ageless blogs // minors interacting with this post, or any of the linked posts, will be blocked

this post will serve as the masterlist for the event + days will be updated with links upon posting

day one. 69 — pete mitchell x fem!reader

day two. floor sex — stella kidd x afab!reader

day three. glove kink — dmitri ‘enzo’ antonov x fem!reader

day four. missionary — jim street x gn!reader

day five. leather // latex — jill valentine x fem!reader

day six. cockwarming — matt murdock x gn!reader

day seven. costumes — robin buckley x fem!reader

day eight. voice kink — druig x gn!reader

day nine. double penetration — cobb vanth x din djarin x fem!reader

day ten. creampie — bradley ‘rooster’ bradshaw x gn!reader

day eleven. erotic photos — abby anderson x fem!reader

day twelve. exhibitionism // voyuerism — steve harrington x fem!reader + eddie munson

day thirteen. face-sitting // fucking — kim burgess x afab!reader

day fourteen. love bites // markings — dani powell x fem!reader

day fifteen. overstimulation — jake ‘hangman’ seresin x fem!reader

day sixteen. bath // shower sex — vi x fem!reader

day seventeen. pegging — scott lang x afab!reader

day eighteen. lingerie — nancy wheeler x fem!reader

day nineteen. masturbation — alexei smirnoff x afab!reader

day twenty. mirror sex — tom ‘iceman’ kazansky x fem!reader

day twenty-one. praise kink — robert ‘bob’ floyd x fem!reader

day twenty-two. phone sex — javier peña x female!reader

day twenty-three. orgasm denial — leonard ‘wolfman’ wolfe x gn!reader

day twenty-four. outdoor sex — ellie williams x fem!reader

day twenty-five. sex pollen — stephen strange x gn!reader

day twenty-six. wax play — nora fowler x afab!reader

day twenty-seven. sensory deprivation — fennec shand x fem!reader

day twenty-eight. strap-ons — chris alonso x afab!reader

day twenty-nine. body worship — natasha ‘pheonix’ trace x fem!reader

day thirty. temperature play — robbie reyes x gn!reader

day thirty-one. wild card — robert hicks x afab!reader

thank you and please enjoy!

~ love twisty

[crypticjackal13]

this has been on my mind all night, SO here the deal. Mei has been dating the reader for a while now but the thing is since Mei is a dragon descendant, why not make the reader be a phoenix. With wings and I read somewhere that phoenix are always seen together with a dragon in many myth. I just think that would be romantic af. It can be a scenario or oneshot if you want.

Action-Packed (oneshot)

MEI x GN!PHEONIX!READER cw: none that I can think of!

You and Mei weren't the type of couple to get into fights. With each other, I mean. With demons that try to rob your awesome dragon girlfriend of her sick sword? Absolutely!

"You really wanna take the back alleys to get back from the movies tonight? You're nuts." You walked alongside Mei, holding one of her hands and swinging it as you moved along. She laughed, putting her phone in her pocket.

"We'll be fine! And hey, if anything goes wrong, we've got Old Reliable!"

"You named the sword?"

"I mean...I could name my sword! Anyways, what street are we on now?"

She looked around, presumably for landmarks. The area you two were in now was dank, and reeked of cigarette smoke and trash. Truthfully, you had no idea why she wouldn't just get her motorcycle.

"We aren't lost, right?"

"Of course not. Once I know where we are, it'll be smooth sailing," she paused, looking behind her. "Did you hear that?"

You listened for a minute. There it was--whispering, along with muffled footsteps. You looked her in the eyes.

"What should we do?" you whispered at her, not trying to attract any attention.

"SHOW YOURSELVES, COWARDS! WE AREN'T AFRAID OF YOU!" She yelled. Your eyes darted around the space, trying to see movement even though it was dark.

"Not afraid, huh? We can deal with that." a gruff voice approached. behind it came the sound of heavy boots. The figures stepped into what little light there was and revealed themselves. One of them, shorter than the other, had horns that curled around its head similar to a ram. It was wearing a leather jacket with spikes on it. The taller one, a woman, had dark eyes and a knife in her hands. You held onto the sleeve of Mei's jacket in a panic.

"We're not looking for trouble." You said, trying to urge your girlfriend to agree. However, she stood her ground.

"But if trouble comes looking for us..." she brandished her blade. The demons looked at each other, then at the sword.

"Listen, princess, just hand over that sword of yours, and no one gets hurt." the woman got into a defensive stance, with the other demon following suit. If Mei was going to fight, you might as well back her up. You dropped the glamour that made you look human to reveal your scarlet and orange feathers that lined your arms, face, and legs. Burning hot with the fire in your veins.

"Uh...did we prepare for that part?"

"maybe not."

But they ran at you two anyways, and while the woman tried to bring a knife to a sword fight, you took to trying to punch the other one as hard as you could. It blocked your blows surprisingly well, however its aim in trying to hit you was far from good. It tried to grab your arms, however recoiled with a yelp when it felt how hot you were. Taking advantage of this moment, you pressed both your arms to its side. It doubled over in pain, and you then knocked it out with your fists.

In the meantime, Mei was fighting and winning against the woman and her knife. In the light, you could see that there was something on the knife, some kind of liquid. It was almost glow in the dark.

"Mei! There's something on the knife!" You ran at the woman from the side. tackling her, she tried to cut you.

"What is it?!" Mei asked, pulling you toward her as the woman nearly sliced your arm.

"I don't know, but I think we should get out of here!" You stumbled to start running while the woman was still down. Mei followed behind you, and there was a chase as you weaved through the maze of the city. Finally, you came to a dead end. Turning around, you set yourself aflame and leapt in front of your girlfriend to catch the woman.

This demon woman wasn't exactly weak. She struggled in your grip immensely until Mei unleashed her dragon as she helped you to fling her off into the sky. You both watched her disappear and caught your breaths.

"That was the most exciting movie date we've ever been on!" she cheered, hugging you and giving you a kiss on the cheek. You blushed, returning to your human form. Thank goodness you two were fireproof.

"That's one way to put it."

(hope you liked it, I took it in a different direction than regular fluff!)