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sturniluvr · 1 year ago

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Meet the brother part 2 - meet the family

Jude Bellingham x Leclerc!reader

Leclerc Brothers x sister!reader

word count: 1,927

warnings: possibly mistranslated French (I used google translate again😂), possible spelling mistakes, nothing other than that I don’t think

requested: yes/no {here}

summary: part two to MTB where Jude meets the rest of the Leclercs. Here’s part 1

A/N: Hope you enjoy <3 also most likely won’t do a part 3. Also my Matt one shot should be out in the next few days hopefully.

❗️semi proof read❗️

To say Jude was nervous was an understatement, tonight was the night he was finally meeting the rest of Y/N’s family. Charles and Y/N had organised with their mum, Pascale, to have a family dinner when Y/N and Charles were back in Monaco after the Imola Grand Prix, and Jude would join them and finally meet his girlfriend’s mother and 2 other older brothers.

The couple were currently in Y/N’s apartment in Monaco getting ready for dinner at her mum’s house. Jude made his way over to the bedroom, where he’s met with the sight of his beautiful girl sat at her vanity as she applied finishing touches to her makeup and her sister in law, Alex, stood behind her curling her Y/H/C locks for her. He smiles at the girls as he quickly grabbed a smart shirt of his that he left in her wardrobe the last time he was at her apartment and put on the shirt and spritzed some cologne on him and he left the girls to finish getting ready and headed downstairs where Charles was, filling up Leo’s food and water bowls that Y/N had in her apartment for when she’d have him for Charles and Alex.

“Hey mate.” Jude called to the Ferrari driver. Charles looks up at the footballer and gives him a small smile as he replied to the younger man.

“Hey, what’s up?”

“Do you think your mum and brothers will actually like me? Mate I’m shitting myself." Jude lets out a small chuckle. Charles made his way over to Jude and gave him a quick bro hug before letting go and looking at the 20 year old.

“Jude, you will be fine okay mate. If I approve of you, the other will. Arthur and Lorenzo will try and intimidate you by asking you loads of questions but don’t let them get to you. They mean well, like I told you, we’re just protective of Y/N and want her to be happy. As for my mother, she’ll love you regardless, she’s lovely. Just be yourself kid” Charles spoke gently in an attempt to calm Jude’s nerves.

Charles made his way over to Y/N’s drinks cabinet, where he pulled a bottle of whiskey. He held the bottle up to Jude, silently asking if he wanted some, or which the younger man nodded and walked over to where the driver stood and took a glass from him, and the two men clinked their glasses together.

“This’ll help put some hairs on your chest young man” Charles joked in what sounded like a posh British accent. Jude let out a laugh at the man and they drank their glasses of whiskey in a comfortable silence.

Meanwhile, upstairs, the girls had now swapped spots and Alex now sat at Y/N’s vanity as she applied her makeup and Y/N stood behind her and straightened the older woman’s hair for her. The girls both had a dress each hung up on the door of Y/N’s

Wardrobe, ready to put on (Alex’s dress, Y/N’s dress).

After the girls had got their dresses on, Alex was about to make her way downstairs when Y/N stopped her.

“Can you ask Jude to come up here quickly, I want to talk to him” She asked the older woman softly, Alex nodded and made her way downstairs.

As per Y/N’s request, Jude made his way upstairs to his girlfriend, as he walked into the bedroom, he saw Y/N stood in front on the mirror making last minute touches to her outfit and makeup. He made his way over to her and wrapped his arms around her, placing a kiss to her shoulder.

“You look stunning my love.” he spoke softly in her ear, his voice sending shivers down her spine, she blushed at the compliment and turned around in his arms so she was facing him and wrapped her arms around his shoulders.

“And you look very handsome baby” she smiled up at him, planting a kiss to his lips.

“How come you wanted me to come up here baby, everything okay?” Jude asked his girlfriend, she nodded to him.

“Everything’s fine, just wanted to see how you were? I know you were nervous even though you have reason to be, they’ll love you Jude, I promise” she replied. He nodded at his girl, grabbing her hand and placing a kiss to her knuckles.

“Right, let’s get going. Don’t want to be late” Jude said as he led her out the bedroom and downstairs.

“You two ready?” Charles asked as him and Alex walked over to the other couple and Charles grabbed his car keys and Y/N’s keys to the apartment and threw them to her. She swiftly caught them and put them in her little bag that held her phone and her lip gloss. The two couples then made their way out of the apartment and to Charles’ Ferrari and drove to the Leclerc household.

*time skip to the house*

The Ferrari pulled up outside the house and Charles turned the engine off. The two couples made their way up to the front door and knock on the door.

Inside the house, Arthur and Lorenzo heard the door knock and immediately ran to the door, knowing it would be Y/N and Jude along with Charles and Alex. Arthur opens the door and moves to the side to let the couples into the house.

“donc ça doit être Jude? (So, this must be Jude?)” The oldest brother asks, crossing his arms over his chest to seem intimidating, causing Y/N to roll her eyes at her brother.

“Oui (yes). Jude meet Arthur and Lorenzo, Arthur and Lorenzo, meet Jude” Y/N replied to her brother. Jude held his hand out to Lorenzo to shake, the older man shaking his hand and Jude did the same with Arthur who also reciprocated the handshake.

“What are your intentions with dear Y/N here?” Arthur asks Jude.

“I just want to treat her the way she deserves. I love her so much, I promise I will never hurt her” Jude promises.

Pascale makes her way out of the kitchen to greet her children and their partners. Y/N, Charles and Alex give her a hug each before Y/N speaks up.

“maman, c'est Jude, Jude, c'est ma mère. (mom this is Jude, Jude, this is my mom.)” the older woman takes Jude into her arms, engulfing him in a motherly hug.

“Don’t let these boys scare you dear, you seem just as lovely as Y/N said you were” Pascale spoke to Jude. The Leclerc brother’s jaws drop in shock.

“tu savais qu'elle avait un petit ami?! (You knew she had a boyfriend?!)” Charles exclaimed, thinking he’d been the first family member to know about Y/N’s relationship with Jude. Pascale smiled at Y/N and looked over to her son and replied.

“Oui Charles, elle m'en dit beaucoup plus qu'elle ne t'en dit trois. (Yes Charles, she tells me a lot more than she tells you three)”

“Is there anything I can help you with in the kitchen at all Ms Leclerc?” Jude asked politely.

The older woman smiled at the boys politeness and replied.

“No dear don’t you worry. You stay with the boys and get to know them. Y/N and Alex can help me. I want to catch up with my two favourite ladies anyway”

The three women made their way towards the kitchen to finish making dinner while the boys went into the living room and all sat on the sofa, the sky sports news channel playing on the tv in the background. A few moments after watching the tv, Arthur was the first to break the silence.

“So Jude, how’d you and Y/N meet?”

“We met at the Paris fashion week, we both got invited and we were sat next to each other and started talking.” Jude replied to the brown haired man next to him.

“Now the most important question I’m going to ask you…” Arthur spoke mysteriously. Charles and Lorenzo looked over at their brother confused.

“What is it?” Jude replied.

“What came first. Chicken or the egg?”

Charles and Lorenzo stared at their brother blankly and Jude let out a laugh at him before replying.

“I don’t know mate, umm…the egg?”

“YOU PASS!!” Arthur shouted, catching the attention of the youngest Leclerc in the kitchen. She quickly washed and dried her hands and walked through to the living room and was met with the sight of her three brothers and her boyfriend laughing.

“What’s going on in here?” She asks suspiciously.

“Jude passes the brother test. He said the egg comes before the chicken.” Arthur replied to his little sister. She slapped her hand on her face and shook her head before letting out a chuckle.

“tu es ridicule Arthur (you’re ridiculous Arthur).” She replied and walked back to the kitchen and finished helping Pascale and Alex with dinner.

*time skip to dinner*

Everyone was sat around the neatly laid table, a faint heat coming off the few candles in the middle of the table that Y/N had lit up before dinner and the sound of chatter coming from around the table as they each asked Jude some questions about himself.

“Do you have any siblings, Jude?” Pascale asked, looking over at the young man sat next to her daughter.

“Yeah, I have one younger brother his name is Jobe. He’s also a football player.” Jude replied. The older woman took a sip of her wine and nodded her head before replying.

“nous devrions tous prendre un grand repas ensemble un jour, ta mère, ton frère et nous tous ici. à quel point ce serait beau? (we should all have a big meal together one day, your mum, brother and all of us here. how lovely would that be?)”

Jude didn’t understand what she said and looked at the woman with a slightly panicked expression. He then looked over to his girlfriend, silently asking her to translate for him.

“Mum just said it’d be lovely for all of us to have one big meal together with your mum and Jobe aswel.” Y/N translated to Jude. He then smiled and looked back to Pascale.

“I reckon that would be lovely, we’ll have to plan something when we’re all next free” he replied “sorry for not understanding what you said Ms Leclerc, my French isn’t the best” he added on.

“That’s okay dear, sometimes I forget not everyone can understand French and I just automatically start speaking, and please, call me Pascale. Alex can, so you can too my dear” Pascale replied in a sweet motherly tone.

*time skip back to Y/N’s apartment*

The rest of the dinner had gone smoothly, Y/N and Jude were now back at her apartment, cuddled up together in bed, watching a movie, Y/N’s head on Jude’s chest. After a while of watching the movie, Jude broke the comfortable silence.

“I’m glad dinner went well tonight Y/N/N.” She looked up at him with a sleepy smile on her face.

“Me too handsome. I told you there was nothing to worry about, they all love you.” She replied.

“You best get some sleep love, you got practice tomorrow” Jude spoke softly, looking down at his sleepy girl and placing a kiss on the crown of her head. She mumbled an incoherent reply to him as she got comfortable on his chest.

“I love you, Jude.” she spoke before closing her eyes and nodded off to sleep.

“I love you too my pretty girl.” he replied before going to sleep himself.

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nickeverdeen · 1 month ago

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can you write a violet/xaden/reader fic on any theme you feel comfortable with ?

Shaken | Violet Sorrengail x gn!reader x Xaden Riorson

PS: More context into the request next time please

Pairing: Violet x Xaden x reader (romantic)

Type of fic: Hurt/comfort, light angst, emotional intimacy

Warnings: Mentions of battle aftermath, blood, emotional exhaustion

Summary: After surviving another brutal fight, you find yourself unraveling outside the safety of the outpost—until Violet and Xaden find you and remind you that survival doesn’t mean you have to carry it alone.

❗️IMPORTANT❗️: So basically Tumblr ain’t letting me write on my own anymore so I’m only avaible to answer asks so if someone would be so kind and like once a week write smth so I could write a fanfic on my own, I’d appriciate it. Maybe just smth like “free ask” or smth like that, it doesn’t have to be anything big, but pls help me out with this. Thank you, cariños

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Smoke still clung to the horizon, a ghost of the battle that had ended hours ago. The sky was ash-colored, and the air was too quiet—the kind of quiet that came only after something violent had happened.

You sat with your knees pulled up to your chest, perched on a flat rock just outside the small abandoned outpost your squad had taken shelter in. Your dragon was asleep nearby, wings twitching in some dream you couldn’t imagine. Every inch of you ached, but it wasn’t pain that kept you out here.

It was everything else.

Footsteps behind you didn’t startle you—not because you expected them, but because you were too tired to flinch.

“Mind if I sit?” Violet’s voice was soft. The kind of soft she rarely used with anyone but you and Xaden.

You glanced over your shoulder and nodded. She sat beside you, pulling her cloak tighter against the wind, though you could tell her mind was still on the fight. Probably still counting how close it came to losing someone.

“I didn’t think you’d come out here,” you said eventually, voice rough from smoke and silence.

“I saw you didn’t come in,” she answered, glancing sideways. “And I figured if anyone earned a few minutes to fall apart, it’s you.”

You huffed a humorless laugh. “Not really my style.”

She didn’t argue. Just sat with you in the cold, the silence stretching comfortably until more steps approached.

This time, even Violet turned, instinct pulling her half into a defensive mind-set before she realized who it was.

Xaden.

He looked rough. Blood—some his, most not—stained his jacket. He’d clearly only just stopped patrolling the perimeter.

His eyes met yours first.

“You’re still out here.” Not quite a question. Not quite judgment.

“I’m fine,” you said automatically.

Violet raised a brow. “They’re lying.”

You shot her a look. She shrugged. “Just saying.”

Xaden walked over, crouching in front of both of you, eyes narrowing slightly as if he could read your bones. “You almost died today.”

“So did everyone,” you replied, voice thin.

“But they didn’t have to watch someone use you as a shield.”

That hit harder than expected. You flinched and hated that he noticed.

Violet did too. “Hey,” she said quietly, reaching out to touch your hand. “You didn’t fail. You didn’t break.”

“No,” you whispered, voice barely there. “I just froze.”

“You froze once,” Xaden said, his tone steel but not unkind. “And then you moved. You got your squad out. You held your ground.”

“People still died.”

“So did theirs,” he countered.

You felt Violet’s fingers tighten around yours, warm despite the cold air. “You’re allowed to be shaken, you know. That doesn’t make you weak.”

For a while, the three of you just sat like that, shadows in the dusk, grief and exhaustion thick between you but not sharp enough to push you apart.

And when you finally leaned your head against Violet’s shoulder, and she leaned back, and Xaden stayed crouched close enough to be a quiet, grounding presence—no one said a word.

Because sometimes comfort wasn’t in speaking.

It was in not being alone in the quiet that followed the storm.

#request #imagine #fourth wing #iron flame #violet and xaden #xaden riorson #xadenviolet #fourth wing xaden #xaden x reader #violet sorrengail #viole sorrengail x reader #violet x reader #violet x xaden #violet x you

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teyamsgrl · 2 years ago

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the final step ✧ neteyam

❗️ MDNI ❗️

i got this fic idea as a request through dm, so thank you to the lovely person who requested this one! first time fics are the best and i loooove writing tsaheylu into fics as well. neteyam is the perfect person for this concept as well i can't even !!!!

°˖➴ warnings: fem metkayina reader, agedup!neteyam, first time, tsaheylu, l-bombs, tit play, riding, slow and soft 🥹 - yawne: beloved, sevin: pretty, muntxate: female spouse/mate

being able to call neteyam yours was something you never took for granted. though his family arrived in awa'atlu searching for uturu, the sully family had adjusted extremely well and all the metkayina girls fawned over neteyam. you knew he was committed to you but the spark of jealousy in you was pushing you to make that final step.

you and neteyam were travelling through the sea swiftly on your ilus, coming out of the water to land on a rock in the middle of the sea. the sky was gorgeous, colours and stars littering it that you couldn't help but admire it as you climbed atop the rock. neteyam smiled widely at you, his eyes scanning your body and the glowing freckles it held. "beautiful out here, isn't it?" you breathe, sitting down and ushering for neteyam to join you. he nods and takes a seat beside you, his large hand holding your thigh with such grace. you rest your head on his shoulder, cheeks heating up as you contemplate what you're about to say. "what is it?" neteyam could read you like a book, knowing that your few seconds of silence meant your mind was racing.

"i- i want to make the bond, seal it between us.." you whisper, lifting your head to look him in the eyes. "i would love that, yawne, please.." he whispers back, hand grabbing your chin softly. you hum and lean in to kiss him, this kiss much deeper than your previous ones. it had more depth to it, lips connecting so skillfully as if they were made to move together. you were in neteyam's lap within seconds, his hands tight on your hips as they grind into his bulge. little groans of his are filling your kiss, your whines tying in with them as you lightly pull his braids. "shit-" he breathes as he pulls back, hands coming to the back of your neck, untying your top and tossing it to the side.

the mix of adoration and lust in his eyes is profound, looking up at you in his lap. "touch them, please.." you sigh, grabbing his wrists and dragging his hands your chest, the size of his hands engulfing you immediately. he squeezes softly to test the waters, using your sharp intake of breath as an indicator to bring his thumb and index finger to your nipples, twisting and pulling slightly. your back arches into his touch, hands now in his braids once again. he leans in and takes one into his mouth, sucking ever so gently on the hardening bud. "that's it-" you whine out, pushing him closer if even at all possible. he hums around your nipple, releasing it with a pop before repeating his actions on the other nipple.

once off your chest neteyam started to untie your loincloth, the fabric soaked in your wetness in a way that had your cheeks flushing a light purple. "i'm just as excited, don't be shy, sevin" he says as he finally gets your loincloth untied and tosses it over with your top. you whine faintly and grab at his loincloth, managing to untie it and add it to the pile of discarded garments. he chuckles at your eagerness before stroking his length a few times, precum dripping down the long shaft. your mouth almost waters at the sight, not expecting his cock to look as good as it did, and you had high expectations. "it's so pretty.." you murmur, dragging a finger through his precum and causing his hips to buck up.

"ah-" he grunts, hands squeezing at your hips, "are you ready?" you nod, "i'm ready, teyam.." you hover over his cock as he lines it up with your entrance, helping you slowly sink down and adjust to his size. you wince at the stretch but keep yourself stable with his shoulders. "you're doing great, yawne" he sighs, head thrown back ever so slightly as your pussy envelopes him. the gasp that leaves your mouth once he is fully inside is boisterous, his tip probing at your cervix. "oh eywa-" you moan as you start to bounce up and down on him, his groans also filling your ears. "so good, this is so good..." he breathes, resting his forehead on yours as you continue moving. you brush your nose against his and he continues the action, mewls and profanities escaping from both of you.

you remove your hands from neteyam's shoulders, reaching behind him to grab his queue while also pulling yours from behind you. you bring the two ends together, tendrils attaching themselves to each other and connecting you two beyond the physical realm. yours and neteyam's pupils dilate as your souls and spirit intertwine, your speed picking up at the flood of feelings. "i love you" you whimper as you feel the knot inside of you about to snap any second. "i love you too, i love you muntxate" he rambles as his orgasm approaches, his hips snapping up as he empties into you, the sudden thrust pulling your orgasm out simultaneously. you clench and quiver in his lap as your orgasm fizzles out, his own chest heaving from the adrenaline of his release.

you lean into his shoulder as you catch your breath, hands rubbing along his back. he kisses your neck gingerly while hugging you close, coming down from the high together. "that was amazing..." he whispers, squeezing you tight as if he doesn't want you to slip away. "it was... we are officially mated, ma'teyam" you smile and lift your head from his shoulder, holding his face in your hands. "yes we are" he smiles back, pressing a loving kiss to your lips. "should we head back?" he asks but you shake your head quickly, "not just yet, i want to stay in this moment a little longer..."

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ohmydeareshowiluvu72 · 8 months ago

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Can I request a one-shot with barron with a sister who is like jecka from class of 09

Got it no prob 😁

★THEIR A SECOND?!★

I don't really know class 909 BUT I have heard enough from tiktok to know how she acts like tho! Enough of me typing let's get to reading!

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After the arcade incident you were stuck going to barron school now so you could copy down Notes and get barron homework so he would fall behind it was so damn stupid....

Now you were just entering the school bus so tired at this point you could lash out on ANYBODY.

"Great first day here and the schoolbus smells like damn dog..." I said under my breath and I continued to walk down the buss Hall when I finally got in a seat I didn't notice barron group trying to play a prank on me and they ended up spilling ALL their water on me seeing if they could see my bra... DISGUSTING!...

"WHAT YOU'RE DAMN PROBLEM?!..." now the whole schoolbus was wide eyed so if they wanted to make a seen they had one... I got one of my heels and before anyone could do anything....

❗️SMACK❗️

a heel imprint went on the dude face that started it all and that when the fight began punches and hits flew across the bus when you about to choke the person you felt someone hold you back and dragged me off the bus I screamed and argued but the dude was STRONG dude had brown hair and pale skin...

As dude dragged me off an let me go I put back on my heel and my rings, necklace, earrings, redo my makeup, brush my hair, and finally brush my clouths from any dust...

"Ok ready!" I look behind me to see when the dude dragged me and his group were just starring at me like 'wtf-'

"Yes I did just do all of this in 5 minutes! New record!" I cheered now looking back at the group... THEY LOOK DEAD... Their eye bags were literally like on the damn floor now back to the needed answers

"now back to answers I need... WHY DID YOU!" I pointed at the brown hair and pale skin dude "DRAG ME OUT OF THE FIGHT I WAS HAVING FUN I SWEAR CAN'T HAVE SOME FUN?!" I screamed I still have hours of left of this damn hell...

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So I found out their names... Ashlyn, Aiden, Ben, Logan, Tyler, and taylor I liked taylor since she was like me when I was young but not so much with ashlyn Ben was the dude that dragged me now dealing with the Logan one... Was hard seeing what my brother did to such a innocent kid was hard to look in the eye but I apologized for my brothers action...

The Tyler and aiden dude tho... Piss me off so much talking about how I could be a bully too just because I am related to barron let's just say I like taylor and ashlyn more for smaking Tyler and aiden over the head for that well back now they asked me why I was here and I said why and that I didn't have a choice to do it so yea thats what happened!

But at the end of the day of school I swear I saw something... Something dark behind the others I told them and they looked scared but said not to worry about it so I tried...

But I do wonder...

What was that thing...

And why did it have such a big smile...

★End!★

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That's all folks have a nice day!

Bye bye!

ヽ(≧∀≦)ﾉ(≧∇≦)b(≧ω≦)/ヾ(≧∇≦*)ヾo(*≧▽≦)ツ

#sbg x reader #ben clark x reader #aiden clark x reader #taylor sbg #tyler sbg #ashlyn banner #logan feilds #sbg (webtoon)

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horseshoegirl · 2 years ago

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Damn Those Dog Tags: Part 18 - Sapling

📖 This is it - The one song that inspired this entire fic. It’s so bittersweet I’ve gotten to this point. When I posted Part 1: Be Still, a small part of me thought I’d never get here.

I know everyone is probably sick of me saying thank you, but I honestly cannot stop. I could have never imagined the support or the amount of people who’ve loved this story as much as I’ve loved writing it. Whether you’ve been here since I posted all those months ago or just started reading, I cannot describe how important each and every one of you is to me.

Here’s Part 18: Sapling - The one I’ve been waiting for 💛

(If there was ever a song to listen to for this story, even though I know most of you guys don't, this one is it. I hope you do💛) . It's Liz through and through/and the one after this one, but more on that later.)

❗️+18, strong language, godmother reader/original female character, mentions of an original child character, sexual themes, angst, fluff, deployments, apologies, and mentions of shitty family dynamics.

# 5k words

Part 17 | Masterlist | Part 19

"Attention on Deck!"

Jake and Bradley stood in sync in the empty hanger, the sound of metal chairs scraping across the hard stone floor. Much like the day they were called in for the Uranium run, the space had been turned into a mock classroom. Only two desks sat before the podium this time, and Jake and Bradley were the only ones who had been requested to report.

Jake kept his eyes forward as two pairs of footsteps echoed off the hangar floor behind him. Cyclone appeared in the corner of his eye, the man holding two manila envelopes and a thick black binder. He wondered what awaited him or Rooster in those files. While Maverick had torn them apart for the dramatic display, he wouldn't be surprised if Cyclone suddenly decided that wasn't enough.

But Jake could only think it made sense the patterns and exercises they had been flying for the past week were in preparation for something greater.

At least, he hoped they weren't getting kicked out.

But as Cyclone each tossed a folder in front of him and Bradley, Maverick trailing close behind indicated it had to be something worse. Even with his eyes facing forward, Jake could catch the look on the Captain's face out of the corner of his eye.

Worried and apprehensive.

Jake had an answer to his question. It wasn't a reprimand from his and Bradley's dangerous flying from the week previous.

This was a special deployment.

Cyclone stepped up onto the podium, not once lifting his eyes as he dropped the binder down to the wooden surface, stating, "You may be seated."

Jake and Bradley did as they were told, instantly reaching for the papers in front of them.

"Good afternoon." Cyclone finally looked up and nodded to the pair. "Intelligence has gotten word of another illegal facility violating United Nation’s Peace Treaty accords. The flight tests you and your team have been flying these past weeks were a simulation of the area we expect to the best of our intelligence."

Most of what Cyclone was saying flew over Jake’s head. Not after Cyclone explained the stakes. Not after Jake started to read the mission report. Next-generation fighter jets. In enemy hands. And they wanted an air assist while they went after the factory responsible for making them.

Even if he believed he was the best, there was too much at stake for him to say he could make it out of there unscathed confidently.

This was the literal fucking definition of a suicide run.

Rooster suddenly pipped up from beside him as Cyclone paused. "Has the rest of the Squad been briefed, sir?"

Cyclone started him down, his face emotionless. "You misunderstand me, son."

Maverick bowed his head as Cyclone continued, "Only the both of you are going. This is a two-person run."

Bradley side-eyed Jake, who leaned forward slightly to gauge his reaction. All Jake could do was draw in a sharp breath.

"Take it for what you will, gentlemen. Looks like the Navy was impressed with your reckless display and wanted to award your bad behaviour," he remarked, turning the pages of the files before him.

"Now, the factory will be taken care of by ground forces. The technology and the data within the facility are too valuable to be destroyed. We need two F-18s to assist..."

Jake began to drown him out, despite his instincts telling him otherwise. Cyclone explaining everything to them was only a formality, a chance for them to ask questions. Jake didn't need to. Everything he needed to know would be in the brief.

Time.

That's what was on Jake's mind.

How much time did he have left?

How much time did he have left to make it right?

How much did he have left to give to you? And make it up to Sadie?

He jolted slightly when Cyclone hit the edge of his binder against the edge of the podium.

"Get your affairs in order," the older man commanded, walking away. "You have till 22:00 today."

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The thick fog settling over your neighbourhood this late at night wasn't helping your current mood. You were extremely uncomfortable at the errieness, the dimly lit street lamps casting an unreal green glow. You couldn't even see beyond the neighbours' backyard from your kitchen window.

The rest of the house was silent, too. The lack of noise indicated the place was empty, except for the occasional creek or rustle of a tree branch against the roof. You were utterly alone, with nothing but your thoughts as company.

You wish you could say it was a welcome notion.

With everything that had happened the night Tyler was arrested, Penny closed The Hard Deck for the week, waiting for the insurance money to come through. The damage wasn't as bad as it could have been, and she didn't really need to close it down, but in a way, you realized she was probably using the chance to take a break.

Or at least try to give you one.

So, she decided to go sailing. That's where Sadie was, sleeping over at her place so they could go out on the water tomorrow. Penny had offered to take you as well.

You had refused.

It was funny to think you suddenly needed to process what had happened - you had never been good at processing shit before, so why would this time change that now?

Maybe you just wanted to be alone.

Even the cup of tea you made wasn't helping, having long since gone cold and still practically full. You didn't know what to think, finally alone for the first time in a while, finally finding the opportunity to allow yourself to sit and process.

And you still couldn't bring yourself to do it.

It wasn't as if you didn't know what you should be thinking about. You were thinking about all of it... Tyler, Sadie, Jake... and..

No, not that one yet.

Each thought was laid out in your head like an itemized list, neatly written and bullet-pointed. Each stood out on their own, colour-coded and organized into categories to the point you couldn't do anything more with them. Picturing each in your mind was easy, but you couldn't bring yourself to do anything beyond that.

Something was stopping you from going deeper. Maybe you didn’t want to admit you didn’t know how.

A hard couple of knocks on your front door startled you out of your trance, echoing through the quiet house. It took you a moment to acknowledge them and realize they were, in fact, coming from your front door. You placed your mug on your kitchen table, scraping your chair along the title as you made your way to the front hallway.

It wasn’t quick enough for the person on the other side of the door, impatiently knocking their knuckles against the wood in rapid succession again. The sound quickened your pace, socked feet on the coarse rug thumping with each step.

In retaliation to the urgent knocks, you ripped the door open in an aggressive pull, only to find Jake hunched over, forearm resting on your doorframe. His head was bowed, handing low between his shoulders until he realized you had finally opened the door. Lifting his head, several emotions flashed across his face. Hope. Despair. Then, determination, with wide and wild eyes staring back at you.

You realized he was dressed in his flight suit, his hair was flicked back, and his face looked like it had been freshly shaven.

And he was panting like he had run a marathon.

“Jake?”

"I thought we would have more time," he heaved roughly. "I thought we had all the time in the world to figure this out. For me to find a million different ways to say I'm sorry for what I said. For what I did."

The corners of your mouth quivered, and your eyebrows furrowed, knitting together.

"No matter the length of time, I never would have gotten it right. Because there is no right way to apologize for what I said,” he lamented.

He opened his mouth to say something else but froze, the words dying in his throat like he suddenly lost whatever drive he had while coming here. Pushing himself off the frame, he turned towards your driveway, looking lost. With his back facing you, he reached for the bannister of your front porch, leaning over and bowing his head between shoulders.

You didn't know what else to do except remain frozen in your doorway, watching him look utterly defeated.

“Rooster and I got called up. It’s dangerous. Extremely dangerous,” he said, his voice low. “I might be the best, but even this one worries me.”

Whatever feelings of anger or resentment you had been carrying towards Jake were suddenly overpowered by concern.

Despite knowing you would never be privy to the details of the Navy, you found yourself stepping forward, a hand reaching out as you asked, “How dangerous?!”

You stopped yourself from touching his shoulder when he lifted his head, a sad smile on his face as he looked out to your yard. “You know we can’t tell you more than that, Darlin’.”

You crossed your arms below your breasts instead, gripping your elbows with a hint of apprehension as you gulped. “Do you know how long?”

He dropped his head again, shaking it while doing so. “At least a month, maybe two.”

A month, even two, was too long. Not when… You didn’t even know. You didn’t even know what to say or to do. Because Jake had hurt you, had protected you, and then shown up on your literal doorstep late at night before another deployment to leave all his cards on the table.

Sarcasm, sass, or any attitude or brave face you've ever used from behind that fucking bar couldn't save you from this. Not when Jake was facing yet another death sentence.

That fact alone made your heart break just a little bit further.

“George called me,” he told you, filling the silence. “Said the first thing he did was kick the hell bringer off the ranch. I didn’t trust him. But then Janet called, saying his name was on the deed for some tax reasons, so George had every right.”

Your heart was pounding in your chest as you joined him, coming to stand next to him and gripping the front railing tight. It almost hurt - the way the wood felt under your nails.

"I never expected that. I never expected George to seek me out after what I did to him either. I honestly thought he'd report home, saying the damage had been done," Jake sighed, rocking his shoulders back and forth. "But he did. And the first thing he did was admit he was scared of you."

You dropped your chin to your chest. You couldn’t deny that maybe a little bit of shame was starting to eat away at your stomach. Yelling at George was more than just you being upset at both Seresin brothers. It was a deep-seated weight you had been carrying for too long, waiting for any moment it could unleash itself. George and Jake… had been the perfect excuse to scapegoat the underlying issue you refused to acknowledge in yourself.

Jake straightened himself, turning to face you with a bated breath. You spun with him, leaving your one hand on the railing.

"He told me the reason he wanted to change was not that I had shown him up at darts or that you had torn him apart with your words, but that either one of us should’ve to begin with. You made him realize that.”

You failed to notice Jake’s hand slowly sliding along the bannister, inching closer to yours.

"My relationship with him is anything but fixed. He is more of an asshole than I could ever be. But when I told him he needed to live his own life, he said he couldn’t claim anything he had earned for himself without the hell-bringer handing it to him. Or say he did it with good intentions.”

It wasn’t a shock when Jake slid his hand over the top of yours, gently curving his fingers around your wrist. In fact, you let him, allowing him to pull you towards him as he stepped closer gently.

“But he also said he found you on the beach the night Tyler stormed the bar.”

You failed to hide your grimace at the mention of Tyler’s name, and Jake offered a sad smile. “He said he tried to make things right. Because after I quoted a dead president, he took what you said to him to heart..”

You swallowed hard, knowing just exactly what George had been referring to. It was the same point you made when you yelled at him, the words echoing in your head.

‘So you can gallivant around letting someone who has lived their life decide what you do with the rest of yours?’

And when you asked point blank on the beach the last time, he had been happy. Which was when he did something for himself.

"He's never thought highly of me, but he said meeting you and Sadie was the best damn thing I could have ever done." Jake reached for your other hand, looking down. "Because my arena has two people willing to be in it with me, no matter what I've done."

“I’ve always loved that quote,” you laughed quietly to yourself, trying to avert your eyes.

“I know,” he replied sadly. “It was in a worn book on your bookcase.”

You lift your head, finally allowing yourself to stare into his eyes. It pains you to think you had forgotten how green they were. And how easy it was to get lost in them when so much happened between you.

"I should have let you explain yourself that day."

Jake huffed a small laugh, reaching up to stroke a piece of hair away from your face. “I shouldn’t have said those words to begin with. And not that it’s worth anything, I’m so sorry they did.”

Jake doesn't drop his hand but rather cups the side of your face.

"But you deserve more than an apology on the eve of a deployment. It's not fair to you. But I have to try because there is a chance I might not be able to. Because I'm trying to listen to the advice of a ten-year-old girl who once said she believed in me.

The admission guts you. Sadie’s impact on the world and those around you would always gut you.

“So let me be honest with you now before I don’t have the chance to,” He urged, his thumb caressing under your eye and across your cheek. "I'm in love with you, Elizabeth Beck."

A strangled sob tore from your throat, attempting to pull your hand out of Jake's and your face away from his touch. He was quicker, tugging you forward into his chest with a hand on the back of your neck. You were too weak to protest, allowing yourself to be pulled towards him.

"No, you're not running from this, darlin'," he shushed you, both arms encasing themselves around your waist, preventing you from escaping. "Not this time."

You couldn't do anything but cup your face in your hands, pressing yourself against his chest and sobbing. Tilting his head down, he whispered gently against your ear, "I'm not saying it to hear it back. I'm telling you so you never doubt that I do."

Strange enough, you didn’t doubt him. Not ever - even when he had hurt you.

He kissed your collarbone once through the thick fabric of your sweater, feeling as if he had touched your bare skin. He took a deep breath under your hands, body heaving up once as he gathered the courage to continue.

“Darlin,” he whispered. “ I know I can’t ask this of you, but I can only hope you love me back. Even after… Because I know how badly I fucked up. For a split second, back at the Hard Deck, I thought you would be better off without me."

"You hurt me, Jake," you cried into his chest. "You said those things..."

"I know, darlin'," his voice sounded broken next to your ear. "I went for the things I knew you'd leave me for, not because I believed them. Just the opposite. You didn't need me in your life, in Sadie's life, when I have so much baggage following me around. You didn't need another pair of assholes tainting your life, whether it be George, the hell bringer, or myself."

You gripped his flight suit tight at his confession.

"Then Sadie cornered me on the beach. And told me to get my shit together or not bother coming around anymore. Because you two would be just fine without me," he sniffed. "And it fucking hurt coming from her."

"Oh, Bug," you coo. You're not mad at her for going against your rule.

“I can’t promise I’m not going to fuck it up again. I’m the furthest thing from perfect compared to everyone I know. But I promise, I won't stop trying to get it right or at least stop at how many times I have to apologize to you for being me.”

You hate him. You hate him.

Except you don’t.

“I brought you your favourite flowers the first time I apologized because I couldn’t offer anything else. And I cannot bring you flowers when I’m apologizing for a second time, not because tulips are currently out of season, but because a man shouldn’t do that when apologizing to the woman he loves.”

He let go of your hip to stroke a piece of your hair behind your ear before pressing his lips to your forehead, letting them rest there for a moment.

“I should give them to you just because I can,” he murmured against your skin.

As Jake pulled back from you, he reached down to the side pocket of his flight suit against his thigh, his hand a firm fist as he pulled out something attached to a balled chain.

“So, I can’t ask you to forgive me, Elizabeth. Or even to wait for me. I don’t know what will happen when I am gone. Or if I’m worth accepting an apology from.”

He grabbed your wrist gently, pulling it up between the two of you, only to press something metal into your hand. But rather than let go, he threaded his fingers through yours, keeping the object between the palms of your hands, the chain dangling between.

“But if you can still find it in your heart to trust me, trust me when I say I want you and Sadie in my life. It’s you two or nothing at all,” he croaked, before adding, “I broke my ways for a literature-loving bartender and her ten-year-old niece because they both chose me knowing I am probably the most flawed human being, besides that asshole, ever to grace their path.”

You sobbed at that.

“If I make it back…” he trailed off. You shook your head vehemently. “When you make it back…” You corrected him. Yet, a small part of you died inside when he gave you a hesitant, bittersweet smile.

“I want you to tell me your answer then.”

Jake let go of your hand, leaving behind and revealing a pair of worn dog tags, making you gasp.

“I want these to stay with you until then. So you know I’m with you. Always.”

"Jake.. I can't.." you stuttered.

He ignored you, grabbing them from your hand to grab the chain in both hands. “They’re my first pair. My current set is in my bag.”

Watching him lift and guide the chain over your head, the protest dies on your lips. The intimate act brought him close enough to feel his breath on your face. The weight of the dog tags was a new feeling on your sternum.

"You know, in basic, they scare the hell out of you with these," he said, grabbing one of them and holding it between you. "Tell you that if you crash and burn, these are the bits they use to ID whatever's left."

He glanced away, eyes briefly distant. "They find you, leave one tag, take the other." He shrugged, trying to appear nonchalant. "Guess it's also their way of grounding you, reminding you of what’s at stake."

You stared at the tags between the two of you, gulping hard.

"For me, giving you them is... it's not just some sentimental crap. It's me leaving a bit of myself with you, no matter what happens."

Your breath hitched, and as he dropped the tag, a new weight was placed on your chest. The fog around you seemed to grow thicker, and if you didn't know any better, you would have blamed it for constricting your breath.

You swallowed hard, trying to find your voice. "Jake, I... I haven't... I haven't fully dealt with losing her," you whispered, trembling.

"I know you haven't, darlin'," he mumbled, wiping away another stream of tears on your face. "And I'm only adding another burden to your plate."

Jake leaned forward to press another kiss to your forehead before peering down at your face, taking in the sheer devastation. He caressed your bottom lip, huffing affectionately, “I guess it's only fair. I broke your heart. You need to break mine, too.”

“Jake…”

As you reached out, your voice was soft, barely above a whisper. Your hands moved around to his back, sliding up against his shoulder blades. He was tall and broad. And as you tried to pull him into you, your arms didn't stretch enough. You wanted to hold to so many parts of him, latch on in hopes he wouldn't leave you so soon.

You don't know how long you stood like this, on your porch in the fog, holding on to each other. It took you a while, but you eventually realized the two of you started to sway in a silent rhythm, back and forth gently.

The action was so reminiscent of the night he drove you home. When he found you closing by yourself and swept you into his arms - before everything became so chaotic.

It makes you look back on every memory with him, like a film reel in vivid technicolour.

Water and Sand, a Mona Lisa smile. Math homework and Sadie's cheeky smile. Yellow flowers in apologetic hands. Dirty dishes and clean slates. A game of darts and an almost kiss. Walking next to mountains and trees. Poloarids, video chats, and scary moments. Fireworks on New Year's Eve, to a slow dance in safe arms.

Thunderstorms and Sadie's tears to passionate kisses. First dates, Ferris wheels, Sadie in the hospital, and Jake catching your tears. Bradley lashing out, and Jake standing by.

Purple blues and orange-reds, the sunset colours that made you cry for your sister for the first time since you don't remember when.

Looking back on what was leaves you wondering what will be.

Jake's voice cuts through the silence, faintly humming a Chris Stapleton song. Your voice is muffled against his chest. "I wanted to take you to a country concert for a date."

You felt him smile against the top of your head. "Would you have let me pick you up and put you on my shoulders?"

You huffed affectionately into the fabric of his suit, turning your head to rest your cheek against his chest. “Oh, people would have hated us for that.”

He laughs quietly. “I’m sure you would have come up with something sharp and witty to reply with.”

“Enough to get us thrown out?”

“I could always pull the military service card.”

“Don’t you dare.”

Jake chuckled softly into your hair.

The two of you stayed like that for a while, swaying on your front porch under the green-lit fog. Not that you would have noticed. You were too busy trying to imprint this into your memory. How he felt holding you, how he smelled, the sensations in your chest. Or how his heart felt beating under your ear.

Until the alarm on his watch ruined it all, and he stepped away from you, pressing another long kiss to your forehead. You felt him grimace each time he tried to pull away.

"I have to go, darlin'," he murmured. "I have to report in 30. Otherwise, I'd drag you inside and abandon my post."

I would have let you.

As Jake lets you go, you reach out to grip the railing again. Before he turns to leave, he says with a smile, "Send me letters if you can."

Watching him proceeding down your front steps, your heart ached in a way it never had before. Your hand moved to the dog tags, gripping them tightly.

The idea of losing Jake, never seeing that cocky grin or hearing his sarcastic quips again, was paralyzing. But even more terrifying was the thought of him leaving without knowing how you truly felt.

If he were to... no.

You couldn't wait. You couldn't let him leave with things unsaid. The fog outside was thick, and Jake's form was about to become a silhouette in the distance, but you wouldn't let him leave without knowing.

"Jake!"

Running down the steps of your porch, you flung yourself towards him. He spun, eyes wide as you reached for his face, hands cradling either side of his jaw as you pulled him down, pressing your lips to his.

You put everything into that kiss, struggling to breathe, fearing you would lose him before you could ever truly be with him. Jake wrapped his arms around your waist, moulding his lips to yours. And with each press, you commit them to memory, pushing away the thought this may be the last time you could.

You were already struggling to grasp the death of someone you loved. You couldn't survive a second.

Jake always kissed you like he was a man starved of affection. This time, he was holding himself back, hands deliberately resting lightly on your hips, unmoving and researching. His kisses were less than firm, hesitant against your more urgent ones.

It gave you the strength to continue pressing on.

You pulled back with a gasp, looking him square in the eyes. "You don't get to do that. You don't get to tell me you love me and expect me not to say anything. Not to call you out for your shitty perception of yourself when you, Jake fucking Seresin, are worth it."

You can feel the heat on your cheeks and more tears running freely down the sides of your face.

"I do forgive you,“ you rushed out in a breath. “I forgive you for all your faults and everything you will ever do to me, whether you are Jake Seresin or fucking Hangman. Life is short, and... and.. if I woke one morning to find you were gone, I would never find the strength to carry on had you not known that I lo.."

Jake didn't let you finish, quickly grabbing the sides of your face to kiss you roughly, all open mouth and tongue. You whimpered into his mouth, struggling to breathe and to keep up with the onslaught.

He bent you backwards, your back curling around the sudden added weight of his arm. You tugged on his flight suit in a desperate attempt to pull him closer to you as he attacked your mouth. His fingers were locked deeply into the roots of your hair behind your ear, angling your head just right so he could capture your lips in all the ways he wanted to. In all the ways he might never have the chance to do again.

Jake considered himself selfish. For most of his naval career, he had been selfish. But he never truly felt the weight of that feeling until he was trying to memorize these last moments with you. As if this was all he would ever get to have with you.

It was selfish to do this to you. To kiss you one last time.

Your body is warm under his touch. He tries to imprint the sensation.

Your kisses are firm. He tries to akin the taste.

Your grip on his suit is tight. He tries to remember the pain it creates.

Your whimpers and moans. He tries to imagine they’d be exactly what you’d sound like if he’d ever get the chance to be with you. Truly.

Or if they’d be enough to sustain his dreams.

He knows he needs to go. Needs to pull himself away from you before the next kiss, or the next touch is the one that convinces him to stay. So he tugs away first, and you chase his lips, whining at the loss of contact.

"Tell the bug she was right," it's a whisper against your lips. "And I'm sorry I disappointed her too."

Your bottom lip quivered as Jake finally wrenched himself away from you with a deep grunt. He climbed into his truck and started the engine, backing out of your driveway like a man possessed. As if one slight moment of hesitation or if he looked away from the task at hand and saw your face, he’d drag you back inside the house and lock the two of you away in your bedroom.

He would have if there were more time.

Your footsteps against the pavement were muffled in your ears as you followed his truck. You couldn't bring yourself to look away, even when you found yourself frozen at the end of your driveway, watching his red taillights fade into the fog.

And when you finally found the courage to move, absentmindedly walking back up your driveway, up your front steps to close the front door behind you, you fell against it. Your back pressed hard into the grooves and ridges as you collapsed to the floor. Your tears were falling freely, and the sobs racking your chest were each more devastating than the last. You heaved for each breath, trying to gather the strength to do anything but cry.

For Jake.

For Bradley.

For Sadie.

For Ridley.

...For yourself.

After working the heels of your hands into the corners of your eyes, you grasped for the dog tags, looking down at the worn-out pieces of metal in your palm. You could still make out his name and call sign imprinted on the surface, a finger tracing over the imprinted ridge.

The damn things were both a reminder he was still out there and could never return. A reminder he couldn’t promise more sunsets with you. A reminder there was a chance you'd never get to tell him you loved him, too.

You pressed your fingers to your lips, the other clutching his dog tags over your heart.

Come back to us, Jake.

Please.

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beansnsoup · 2 years ago

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More Donkey Kong Headcanons

So we all know how he will brag about you but let's talk about how he'd spoil you, let's say you saw something at a cute booth around the jungle kingdom but didn't buy it, the next day it's on your doorstep. He definitely won't own up to it either.

His dad will also use you as a tactic,

"Dad, I don't feel like going into the ring."

"Oh, so I guess that means you don't feel like seeing Y/N tonight? I'll tell their parents-"

"No, dad, that's not what I said!"

Because of how hard his dad is on him you're comforting DK in any way you can, you just don't know that having you around is enough for him, you can just be in the area and he'll be fine.

He doesn't admit anything, by the way. He likes to keep his tough guy image, but every time you smother his face in kisses, he's like puddy in your hands.

DK also hates reading. You always try to get him to read your favorite book, even offering to read them to him, but he denies every time.

You're his number cheerleader during his fights. You sit where Peach sat when he fought Mario.

I think I may have mentioned this last time, but his dad has a major soft spot for you. He knows how happy you make him, and he appreciates that.

You sit and watch DK practice before his fights, then you have to help him repair the things he practiced on, like punching bags and whatnot.

He loves it when you tell him stupid facts or riddles. It's a nice way to spend time in his opinion.

Kind of like the way you try to get him into books you like, he tries to train you to one day fight in the ring like him, and you simply deny his requests like he does you.

You also scold him a lot, like every time where he's rude to Mario your either hit him or throw something at him, it got to the point where he'd start looking around before he says something rude.

Because his dad likes you so much, he loves watching you boss around his army, which is surprising to most, but Kranky Kong just finds it really funny.

HOPE THESE ARE GOOD ❗️

Donkey Kong is also the first of the two of you to say, 'I love you.'

#donkey kong super mario bros #donkey kong x reader #donkey kong #dk x reader #dk #the super mario bros movie

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jamisonwritestf2trash · 2 years ago

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9. (Hate or Love) at first sight with RED Sniper and BLU Spy (Enemies to Lovers, or just homoerotic enemies since youre not writing a novel here. Btw youre doing great so dont worry about rushing through all your asks <3)

❤️Red Sniper + Blu Spy💙

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Ah, homoerotic enemies to lovers, my beloved 🫶🏻 Finally writing this paired with the fact that someone asked for Bloodysuit headcanons works very well, I'm sure. Uh! I added a bit more than the original prompt because I have this idea that I need to speak on❗️Also, this means I'm finally chipping away at all this piled up content! Would you believe I have over 40 requests piled up? Anyways! Enough about me. let's get to the gays.

Per the last fic with red and blu mercs, I'm just going to call them Sniper and Spy, they are red and blu respectively.

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Sniper, even though he would never admit it, likes to recall the first time he met Spy, even if it was the start of his most infuriating rivalry.

The sun was beating down on everyone, making it unbearably hot. Sniper leaned back on his chair, stretching out slightly before quickly getting back into position, scoping the battlefield.

He stopped when his sights landed on Spy, hidden in the shade. Now maybe Sniper should have taken the shot right then and there, killing the man before he even became a problem, after all, that was his job, but he found himself unable to, only managing to stare him down. He was fussing with his clothes silently, probably despising the heat, not being used to the hot days, Sniper found himself enamored by watching Spy, wondering why he seemed so out of place. A weird mix of annoyance and intrigue washed over Sniper, and he found himself wanting to know everything he could about the strange man. He wanted to be close to him for reasons he's still not sure of. He knew the feelings rising inside him were a problem. He shook the memories of the term "love at first sight" from his head. That couldn't be right. He looked like such a pompous bastard, so arrogant, so, oh. He knew know why he was so fascinated, Spy pissed him off. That was all. That had to be it because that was a lot easier than Sniper having to admit he fell hard for a man he didn't even know. The mix of emotions in Sniper's head made him confused and rather irritated. So he did what anyone would do in order to cope with strange new emotions. He took a shot, sending a bullet drilling straight through his skull. Direct hit. He found his feelings muddled by his newfound pride in how clean his kill had been. He let out a soft chuckle and went back to work.

A little under ten minutes had passed before Sniper was distracted by a soft creak behind him. His hand slowly reached for his machete, but he was too slow. A knife to his back made him drop to the floor. He looked up as his vision faded to see the smirking face of Spy looking down at him. When he found himself back at the respawn, he knew his feelings had to be hate, and that this was the beginning of a battle. A battle he was determined to win.

That was about six months ago, and the fight between the two had only gotten more intense. Both sides were prideful and ready to best the other until one day, the outcome was different. Sniper found himself watching Spy through his scope, something that had become a routine lately. He'd find himself staring for a moment too long before taking the shot, admiring the man before him. He had tried to convince himself it was all out for trying to take the perfect shot, to get the angles just right, but deep down, he knew why he was really staring. He knew he had stared a second too long when Spy glanced around quickly, and a smirk quickly sprouted on his face as his eyes locked on to where Sniper was hiding.

That look, so smug, reading him instantly and wordlessly. Sniper had been caught. Spy now knew Sniper was too distracted by staring at him to take the shot. That set something off in Sniper, breaking his concentration for just a second, his line of sight being broken just for one moment as he pushed back from his scope, he found himself being caught off gaurd, an emotion that came very rarely for him, he also found himself embarrassed. He figured Spy would find a way to use this against him, even if Sniper managed to blow his head clean off, speaking of that. Sniper's attention was regained quickly as he scrambled to realign his sights only to find… nothing. Of course, what else could he really expect? That Spy would stay there for even a second longer and just let himself be killed? He could only sigh, knowing Spy would be around soon enough. He held his hand over his machete, not moving away from his spot, hoping to somehow surprised Spy when he entered the room. And as if on que, he heard a slight creak from behind him made him fully grab his machete, getting up quickly to defend himself, but Spy only stood there, lit cigarette in, looking as pretentious as ever. It was laughable that even amidst the battle, he still seemed so keen on keeping up his appearance of class and elegance. Sniper could only bring himself to stare at him. Confused.

"You seem to have a staring problem, Bushman." Spy teased, his smirk from before creeping back. "I see now your insistence on seeking me out has been more for personal reasons than a true desire for composition." Sniper seethed quietly, infuriated that Spy seemed to have so much control over the situation, that he was so smug, that he had the upper hand. Then it clicked. Sniper walked closer to Spy, neither Sniper nor Spy's confidence wavering in the slighted. Sniper reached a hand out, grabbing Spy by the collar, no doubt ruffling it,

"So what if it is for me? I highly doubt you don't like the attention." And in that momen, Spy's facade cracked, as his looked changed in a way Sniper still can't decode. But it didn't matter. In Sniper's mind, the falter was enough to signify that he had won. He could only bring himself to laugh, now having to debate on killing Spy or watching how things would play out from here. Maybe he'd do both. Maybe he'd do neither. It's a fine line between love and hate, but Sniper had the rest of the match to walk it.

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Gay men, GAH!! I might have taken the subtext out of homoerotic subtext, but oh well, and I may also have gone feral a couple of times while writing this, but hey, at least it's done now. The rest of the flufftober prompts will get done soon, I swear, I'm going to get all these ask answered stat! Excuse any, um, possible plot holes, and anything that might not make sense, i am very tired rn :,) Sorry again for the long waits Pro! Hope you enjoy <3

Embarrassing how many times I rewrote this 💔

#tf2 #team fortress 2 #tf2 sniper #tf2 spy #bloody suit #sniper x spy

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comic-journeyman · 18 days ago

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Hi I'm Charlie Cacciola and I make comics!

This account is for a lifelong in the making graphic novel, but I'll post all my other comics and art along the way so check them out if you're interested!

❗️COMISSIONS/TRADES ALWAYS OPEN❗️

I Specialize In:

Traditional Art

Painting, Comics, Character Design, Storyboarding, Portraits, Surrealism, World Building, 2d Animation, Teaching Art

Materials:

Pen, Pencil, Charcoal, Guoache, Acrylics, Watercolor, Dip Pen, Markers, Colored Pencil

✅️Looking to Connect with Creators/Writers✅️

Please Dm me at [email protected] with any commisons, questions, tips, job opportunities, or anything else!!

More Information:

My goal is to have a career working with creators using my specialities. I'm currently enrolled in college, working on my Bachelor's in Illustration with a Minor of Fine Arts.

The comic will be posted in short unrelated scenes as I continue to develop the plot. I also have other side comics I'm working on so you'll also see some of that!

Disclaimer: ALL art posted on this account will be Charles Cacciola's original work unless explicitly stated otherwise. Any reposting must be credited to me in the description and tagged. Any profit made from my art must be approved by me before being sold. My artwork is subject to copyright infringement [unfortunately in this day and age] I WILL make a copyright claim if the seller/reposter is unreachable. In addition I DO NOT APPROVE OF MY ART BEING USED WITH AI IN ANY SHAPE OR FORM [if you have a commission request just ask!] I love sharing my art but it is my art and I work really hard on it, please respect my creative autonomy.

- Thank you for respecting my ownership of my original art that I create

I am one person just trying to make a career for myself in the art industry, so experiencing theft makes it even harder for me to support myself in doing the things I love. I'm excited to share my art with the world, meet other creatives, art enthusiasts, and hopefully break into the field!

If you made it down here thanks so much for reading! I will be posting my art shortly and plan on submitting it fairly regularly :)

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sturniluvr · 1 year ago

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Puppy Love

Matt sturniolo x fem!reader

word count: 1.5k

warnings: none that I can think of, just fluffy

summary: for their anniversary, Matt surprises Y/N by adopting a dog for them and they become dog parents

requested?: yes/no

A/N: the whole adoption process may be incorrect as I’ve never adopted a dog or anything like that so idk if you can actually adopt them and then pick them up but hey ho😭also the photos for the IG posts at the end, just imagine the puppy in the photos is a golden lab and not some random dogs off Pinterest or Trevor, Presley or Leo Leclerc, it was hard finding photos😭

❗️semi proof read❗️

Today was Matt and Y/N’s 3 year anniversary and Matt had a big surprise for Y/N, he was going to the animal shelter to pick up their new Labrador retriever puppy. She had wanted a pet for the longest time and as much as Matt hated to, he had to say no to her since there was nobody to take care of said pet. A year later however, Y/N had started her own business and began to work from home, so she was always home and Matt thought it’d be the perfect anniversary present to get her a pet.

He woke up fairly early that morning to go and pick up the puppy and buy her a bouquet of flowers, he had already brought her a few gifts, but he decided last minute that some flowers wouldn’t hurt aswel and he had a sweet idea on how to introduce the dog to her that involved the flowers. He got dressed, got in his car and drove to the nearest flower shop to him and brought her a bouquet of her favourite flowers, roses and made his way to the animal shelter to pick up their new fur baby.

He parked outside the animal shelter and made his way into the shelter, immediately getting overwhelmed with cuteness at all the dogs and cats, he just wanted to take them all home but sadly he couldn’t. The owner of the shelter came over to him and introduced herself.

“Hi, you must be Matt? I’m Marie” she shook his hand. He nodded as he replied.

“That’s me, how are you?”

“I’m well thank you. I understand you’re here to pick up little Leo is that correct? He’s pretty well trained for his young age, but a little extra training would never hurt.” He nodded and he followed her over to the cage that held Leo, the 2 year old Labrador retriever who looked up at Matt with big brown eyes and his tongue hanging out. He immediately fell in love as soon as he laid eyes on the puppy. The older woman passed Matt the adoption papers and he signed them, he and Y/N were officially dog parents.

“You’re going home today little man. Do you have all the supplies for him or is there anything you need to purchase while here?” The older lady spoke as she opened the cage and passed Leo over to Matt and once Leo was finished licking Matt’s face, he put him in the little carrier he had brought the day before.

“I have most of it, all I need is some food and a leash and then we’ll be good to go, won’t we buddy?” He replied, looking at the puppy. He had brought everything they’d need for Leo a couple days ago and hid it in Chris’ room knowing that’s the room Y/N was least likely to go in out of the house. Matt and Marie made their way over to the counter after grabbing a bag of puppy food and a leash off the shelves and Marie moved to behind the counter to scan what he needed.

“That’s all done for you. Do you have any questions about taking care of Leo here?” Marie asked Matt as she passed him the plastic bag with the puppy food and leash.

“Yeah. Leo’s a surprise for my girlfriend for our anniversary and I also brought her some flowers for an idea I had to introduce Leo to her. Are roses generally safe to have in his mouth?” Matt queried.

“Yes, they are harmless to him, just make sure you obviously cut off the thorns beforehand, so he doesn’t hurt himself on them. You’re a good boyfriend, your girlfriend is lucky” she smiled sweetly causing a gentle blush to paint Matt’s cheeks.

“Thank you that’s very sweet and yeah, I was planning to cut them off anyway, that’s all thank you. Have a good day.” Matt thanked her and grabbed the crate and bag of supplies and left the shelter and got Leo’s crate settled in the passenger seat of the car.

“You ready to go meet your mama?” Matt spoke to the puppy, Leo panting in response, they made a quick stop at Starbucks to get Y/N a caramel latte and Matt got the same and brought Leo a puppucino.

Before he walked into the house, Matt called Nick to come to the garage with some scissors so he could sort the roses out. He saw Nick walk out of the garage door and he passed the scissors through the car window and walked over to the opposite side so he could ‘meet his nephew’ as he said. As soon as he opened the crate and picked up Leo, he smiled at the adorable puppy.

“Why are you cutting the thorns off the roses?” Nick asked his younger brother with the puppy in his arms.

“I’m going to put one of the roses in Leo’s mouth and surprise Y/N like that and I’ll put the rest in a vase for her next to her card and other presents.” Matt replied, concentrating on cutting the thorns so his little puppy won’t hurt himself.

When he was done, Nick took the rest of the flowers and took them upstairs to put in a vase for Matt while he got Leo ready to surprise the younger woman.

“Right, are you ready to go meet mama? You know what to do?” The dog replied by licking his face causing a smile to illuminate Matt’s face. He picked the puppy up and grabbed the Starbucks and locked the car and made his way upstairs.

He put Leo on the floor in the living room, having Nick watch him to make sure he didn’t move until he needed to, and Matt picked up Y/N’s latte and walked into his room, smiling at the sight of Y/N still flat out asleep, hugging mr wrinkleton to her chest. He walked over to her side of the bed and gently shook her.

“Wake up beautiful. I got you a latte” she smiled sleepily as she took the Starbucks from her boyfriend and took small sips before placing it on the bedside table.

“Happy anniversary my love” she murmured sleepily “your gift and card are in the closet.” She added on, attempting to get up but Matt softly pushed her back down.

“I want you to have my presents first babe, I have a nice surprise for you.” Y/N was slightly confused as he took her hand to lead her out of the bed and out the bedroom and her eyes locked on the Labrador retriever puppy sat in the living room with a rose in his mouth. She gasped and slapped her hands over her mouth, and she quickly walked over to him, pulling the rose from his mouth and immediately, she started fussing him.

“This is Leo, he’s our new puppy” Matt smiled, and Y/N’s eyes filled with small tears of happiness. Matt made his way over to his little family and sat on the floor, fussing the puppy with his girlfriend.

“Welcome home baby boy” Y/N cooed to the puppy, causing him to lick her face and she giggled. Matt took a picture of the two along with the photos he already had of Leo, one being of him sat on his lap with his head on the steering wheel that Nick had took just before he came upstairs.

“I love you both so much” Y/N whispered, reaching over and planting a kiss on Matt’s lips which and the couple smiled into the kiss before getting interrupted by Leo joining in by licking their faces making them both laugh at the puppy.

After playing with Leo, Y/N opened her other gifts from Matt and Y/N had gave Matt her presents for him, the couple quickly grabbed Leo’s things from Chris’ room, making sure Chris was awake first and the youngest triplet made his way upstairs and played with the puppy to keep him entertained while Y/N and Matt sorted his things out throughout the house such as his bed, his training pads and his food and drink bowls and everything else.

They had finished setting everything up for Leo and the couple were now in his bathroom, Y/N, getting ready for the day and Matt was brushing his teeth while watching, almost mesmerised, while she applied her makeup.

“Thank you, Matt, I’m so happy we now have our own puppy” Y/N smiled as she hugged Matt after she finished applying her makeup. He smiled as he hugged her back, placing a kiss on the crown of her head.

“It’s okay sweetheart, I know how much you wanted a pet and now that there’s someone home pretty much 24/7, I decided it’d be perfect to surprise you with Leo. Happy anniversary darling.” he replied.

“Happy anniversary baby” she murmured, her words being muffled from Matt’s t-shirt.

“What do you say we take Leo for a walk on the beach, yeah?” He suggested, she nodded to her boyfriend and the couple left the bathroom to get shoes on and Y/N picked Leo up and they made their way down to the garage and got in the car and headed to the beach.

Matt and Y/N announced the addition to the household a week later on Instagram.

y/user

Liked by: matthew.sturniolo, nicolassturniolo, christophersturniolo, madisonbeer and others

y/user: the latest addition to the sturniolo-y/l/n household, welcome home baby Leo, featuring uncle Chris and Leo having cuddles🫶🏻

tagged: matthew.sturniolo, christophersturniolo

comments:

nicolassturniolo: Leo Sturniolo-y/l/n supremacy🫶🏻😌love the little fur baby❤️

liked by: y/user, matthew.sturniolo

christophersturniolo: Little Leo loves his uncle chris, he’s the cooler uncle😉

liked by: y/user, matthew.sturniolo, nicolassturniolo

nicolassturniolo: umm I think tf not

y/user: how about he likes his mama better than both of you?😌😘

liked by: christophersturniolo, nicolassturniolo, matthew.sturniolo

matthew.sturniolo: now that we have a fur baby, can I call you a MILF?😘😏

liked by creator❤️

y/user: you’ve been spending too much time with Chris 😭😂

liked by: matthew.sturniolo

user5: MATT😭😭😭

user1: OMG NOW THEYRE PARENTSS

user2: milf and dilf🤭

matthew.sturniolo: that’s what I’m sayin😌

user2: MATT LMAOOOO

nathandoe8: uncle Nate wants cuddles next time I’m in LA

liked by: y/user, matthew.sturniolo

y/user: can’t wait for you to meet him Nate, if we come to Boston before you come to LA, well for sure bring him to meet his uncle Nate😘

madisonbeer: omg Leo and Presley play dates when I’m back from tour🤭🫶🏻

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y/user: you already know it babes, Leo and Presley gonna be the baddest duo ever 🤭

user4: Leo asleep on Matt’s shoulder😭

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matthew.sturniolo

Liked by: y/user, nicolassturniolo, christophersturniolo, nathandoe8 and others

matthew.sturniolo: Leo Sturniolo-y/l/n everybody🐾❤️and the most gorgeous milf ever😉😘

photo creds to @/nicolassturniolo for the first photo📸

tagged: y/user

comments:

nicolassturniolo: he’s so photogenic just like his uncle Nick🤭😌

liked by creator❤️

nicolassturniolo: Matt giving photo creds? who is this and what have you done with my brother?

liked by: matthew.sturniolo, y/user

matthew.sturniolo: ha ha ha ha, so funny nicolas🙄

y/user: I thought he was pretty funny babe👀

nicolassturniolo: see Matt😌

matthew.sturniolo: you’re both annoying (Y/N come back to the couch, me and our son want cuddles😘)

user5: has Leo met Trevor yet??

y/user: no not yet as we haven’t had the chance to go to Boston. We’re planning to soon tho so they will meet soon💓

y/user: our fur baby🥹thank you again for surprising me with him baby❤️

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matthew.sturniolo: you’re welcome my love❤️ now will you PLEASE come back to the couch I’m getting cuddle deprived😭

y/user: on my way you needy child🫶🏻😭

y/user: and stop calling me a milf, @/christophersturniolo you’re a bad influence on my boyfriend 😭😭

liked by: matthew.sturniolo, christophersturniolo

matthew.sturniolo: but baby you AREEE a milf😘😭

y/user: anyone want a Matt Sturniolo?? he’s free on the boyfriend market😭😂

christophersturniolo: im not a bad influence missy, you’re just boring (you’re literally the funniest person i know after me)

liked by: y/user

y/user: @/christophersturniolo why thank you😌😭

liked by: matthew.sturniolo, christophersturniolo

christophersturniolo: Matt quit simping on the main😭, where’s tough guy Matt💪🏻

liked by: matthew.sturniolo, y/user

matthew.sturniolo: ‘tough guy Matt’ will be coming to kick your ass if you don’t shut up 🤺

nicolassturniolo: more like setting Leo on him, dogs got some gnashers on him😭

liked by: matthew.sturniolo christophersturniolo, y/user

y/user: leave Matt alone you two, just cus you’re both single and he’s not😘🙄

liked by creator❤️

matthew.sturniolo: thank you baby😌

user9: Leo with the rose in his mouth🥹

liked by: y/user

y/user: that was how Matt introduced me to him on our anniversary, he had the roses in his mouth 🥹

user9: STOP THATS THE CUTEST😭 IM SO SINGLE😭

user11: most iconic dog ever alongside Trevor and Presley😌

liked by: matthew.sturniolo, y/user

user7: the puppucino😭😂

user1: Y/N and Leo asleep together has got to be the cutest thing ever😭🫶🏻

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🏷️: @imwetforyourmom @luvr4miya @laurj11

If you’re an f1 fan, notice a familiar pup in here😌🤭

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not-so-bored · 11 months ago

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Summer - week 6

July - week 2 🌥

Routine

🛏 Sleep 8+ hours 🟩🟨🟥🟨🟥🟨🟩 ⏰ Wake up earlier than 10:00 🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩🟥 👟 Work 🟩⬛️⬛️🟩⬛️🟩⬛️ 🇳🇱 Dutch lessons 🟦🟩🟨🟥🟩🟨🟨 🦉 Duolingo: Dutch 🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩 💧 Drops: Dutch 🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩 📚 Reading more than 15 pages 🟥🟥🟩🟥🟩🟥🟩 🧠 Meditation: 5+5 minutes 🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩 🟥🟥🟥🟥🟥 🌐 60-day Language Challenge by @leavelesstree (I aimed to complete it in 6 weeks, but it’s more likely it’ll actually take 7 weeks) 🟩🟩🟩🟥🟥🟥🟥🟥🟥🟥 🚲 Cycling 🟥 ☕️ Coffee* ⬛️⬛️⬛️⬛️🟫⬛️🟫 *I enjoy an occasional cup of coffee but I need to keep them occasional, which means: up to three cups a week with one day break in between

Special tasks

Backlog

⁉️🌐 60-day Language Challenge by @leavelesstree 🟩 ‼️‼️🚲 Cycling 🟥🟥🟥🟥🟥 ‼️❗️💡 Reaching out to the Philosophy people 🟥🟥🟥 ‼️📞 Dispeling my doubts related to the move (formal) 🟨🟥 ‼️✍️ Editing my WiP 🟥 ‼️🏳️‍⚧️ Drafting my name change request 🟩 ‼️🗂 Cleaning my desk 🟩 ❗️💻 Working on my Computer Science project (figuring out how to use docker compose or something similar) 🟥🟥 ❗️🔢 Maths in English - Precalculus (Khan Academy) 🟥🟥🟥 ❗️📧 Sharing my WiP with one person to whom I promised it 🟥 ❗️💶 Learning a specific thing about financial matters in the Netherlands 🟨 ❗️📋 Scheduling meetings with people I’d like to see before I leave 🟨🟨 🟥 🟩 🗺 Sending an email and receiving an answer to my question 🟥🟥 🏢 Going to the library ⬛️ (done by a family member) 💼 Gathering information about internship opportunities (🇪🇺) 🟨 📱 Texting people whom I haven't talked to in a while 🟥(🟥) 📖 Digital Technology and Economy reading list - week 2 🟩🟩

Current tasks

👆 Dealing with the backlog (recovery) 🟩🟥🟥🟧🟥 🟩🟩🟥🟥🟥 🟨🟨🟥⬛️🟨 🟥🟩 🥕 Eating the carrots 🟩 📁 Gathering the documents of which I need certified copies 🟩 🟩 📃 Signing the schedule at work (that’s something new…) 🟩 🩻 Appointments 🟩🟩 🫣 Receiving the results of my final exams (online at first, then physical) 🟩🟩 ©️ Getting certified copies of the necessary documents 🟩🟩🟩 📨 Ordering sworn translations of the necessary documents 🟩🟩 🔁 Asking my supervisor if it’d be possible to reschedule one of my shifts 🟩 (it got cancelled...) 👥 Meetings with friends 🟩🟩 🏣 Requesting a copy of my birth certificate 🟩 📁 Picking up the translations 🟩 📝 Writing a report on the programme in which I participated 🟩 🗳️ Submitting the report on the programme 🟩 🔜🏫 Requesting some other documents ⬜️⬜️ 🔜🏳️‍🌈 Requesting a document ⬜️ 🗒 Preparing for the meeting 🟨 💬 Online meeting 🟩 🔔 Reminding two people about something 🟥🟥 🔜🧘‍♂️ Yoga With Adriene ⬜️ 🔜📄 Writing a cover letter for a scholarship ⬜️ 🔜🥒 Baking zucchini muffins and cleaning the kitchen afterwards ⬜️⬜️ 📖 Digital Technology and Economy reading list - week 3 🟥🟥🟥🟥 🔐[👆(4) 📖]

Things I had planned to do later, but have already completed them

I might swap them with the non-urgent tasks (🔜)

✅ Informing a person about the date of my arrival ✅ Making an appointment at the office in the Netherlands ✅ Creating a LinkedIn profile (and screaming internally) → to do: setting it up properly and professionally ✅ Estimating the "exact" hours I'll be available to work → to do: asking if it'd be possible to get the schedule of my classes a bit earlier. ✅ Going to the swimming pool

#july #2024 #studyblr #study motivation #student life

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marilynthornhilllover · 1 year ago

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❗️Announcement ❗️

It is with a heavy heart I post this honestly, I have 7 more kinkmas fics to write before the ending of December and I was thinking maybe I could let some of them go into January if I'm not finished but there's no way I'm gonna finish those remaining fanfics soon. I'm taking a mental health break from writing guys, I will of course still be active but I need time to recuperate myself, alot has been going on in my life and it's getting out of hand and I need time to really think and I'm not in a right mind set to write any fanfics especially the smut ones. I'm sorry guys I feel like every time I delay I'm letting you guys down.

I've read all kinkmas requests, I've named them, made a picture collage for them and I will write them just not now. I hope you guys understand. I love you with all my heart and please check up on your friends or family, you never know what their going through even who they may seem or alright and fine. Also check up on the strongest ones, the fierce ones, the brave ones, the confident ones etc. Mental health is not a crime and it's not something to be ashamed of and just know each and everyone of you are loved appreciated beyond measures and your capable and worthy of many amazing things, and im gratefulfor all of you that follow me and love and support my fics with a genuine heart, it always makes my day a little less challenging. Again I love you guys and I'm deeply sorry ❤️‍🩹.

- sincerely, the mother of smut.

#announcement #personal #mental health

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twildflower · 2 years ago

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tags for the memes i made based on pokespe or gameverse / stuff made with mmd

helloww (*´ー｀*).. you can call me anything like tofu, vee, twiflo or my other names (if you know them) as long as ik youre talking to me, i cant decide on a consistent name so i have a lot lol, or you can give me a nickname i dont mind

Trans guy 🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️❗️❗️❗️ Im slowly becoming more normal abt this fact but yar. I'm just a normal silly guy other than that. well not normal in any way but i am a very silly guy :3 I am also very mentally unwell. like the psychopathic tendencies type of unwell. i apologize if i do anything weird. i try to be normal but idk what is normal *cheer* and probably adhd i dont know

i know fluent english chinese and some 日本語 i dont know why is this relevant or why am i putting it here. my englsih is decently good i just like typing bad english whenever i can its funny. I dont know how to type chinese i can only use the handwriting board :smile:

i post stuff im interested in, reblogs of art n stuff and sometimes funny/unfunny shitposts too so its just easier to have these tags for my memes.

>boundaries/limits

I’m a multishipper and I fall into ship rabbit holes really easily; just once piece of art that’s good and I will fall like a motherfucker but I’m also weirdly picky. I don’t like certain straight ships of red green gold silver (eg red & yellow, gold & kris) but pretty much everyone else im open with anything. Like sapph ruby plat dia pearl (eg sapph & blue, sapph & ruby). Okay ill be honest this is a very short list but i hope you get what i mean by being multishipper but picky.

I'm a proshipper but thats just bc Im very fucked up in the head so i like fucked up shit, but just fiction tho. i think anything that happens with real people is weird as fuck, it’s just that im fucked in the head so i like to see weird unreal shit thats all. And i think people who are antiship are fucking stupid bc these are fictional characters. pixels.

No strict dni list but I hate genshin/anything related (eg honkai. Garbage ass disgusting named games) so just don’t purposely shove any of those stuff in my face or youll be blocked. I don’t care enough to check if you like them or whatever, you can like them just don’t talk to me abt them. I also don’t like roblox but not to the genshin point bc i downloaded it some times to play with somone if im very good friends w. I just dont like many of the copycat games n like just gacha or stupid games, some very original roblox games are cool tho. Ye.

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uh yeah. if you wanna chat my dms n asks are open. i dont mind.

#tflo arts if you want to check out my art/doodles. Im not too proud of my stuff esp if theyre not tagged with character tags so you can just search it up if you really want to. you can request me to draw stuff if you wanna lol...

miner in the gungeons ill be 18 next MONTH FUCK im old i dont really want to be 18 i hope i die might kms before then breakdance sorry i meant breakdance sorry i meant breakdance sorry i meant

hey wow you read it to here. im actually just a really mentally ill kid that gets physically sick really easily and often and im not good at anything so i make memes. Well i say im mentally ill but my parents dont believe me bc theyre asians so i never saw any doctor to have any proof lol

Hrmm. My main interests are Pokemon CRK Vocaloid (Kagamines). I guess. I also like Splatoon Pjsk Persona 5 Gundam Build Fighters Macross Delta Jewelpet Shugo Chara Henry Stickmin MahoAko Madoka Sky(COTL) Nukani n foxes/crows/cats and cute stuff in general. Just off the top of my head and im adding stuff to this list or modifying them to how brainrot i currently am for those fandoms when I remember. I dont space anything bc iykyk them. if you wanna check them out then you can just search them up

#twflpokespe #twflpokemem #/#twflpokeqrt

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silvernyxchariot · 16 days ago

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Template, @ShyCustis

Template, @Kalidels

RoR!Poseidon self ship

If you've been here long enough, you saw this coming. Instead of falling asleep, I stayed up until 05:00 making these.

I have not read the manga, and I'm loosely keeping mythology Poseidon in mind. Don't come for me for mischaracterizations.

Quick headcanons, obviously subject to change:

• ❗️First, my self-insert is NOT an iteration of the primordial goddess herself, but a modern witch cursed with immortality.

• My HC for Poseidon's height, 249 cm, is influenced by Blood of Zeus. I saw the Olympians in S3 next to Heron, Seraphim, and Alexia, and thought, "GYATTDAMN. I knew the gods could manipulate their height and form, but why is 280+ cm the default when they're walking around the human world?¿" He does shrink himself out of necessity, but doesn't find it comfortable.

• Bonded over reading, spends their time reading in the same room

• Poseidon: *is disgusted by humans and humanity*

RoR!Nyx: *also abhors humans and humanity*

Poseidon: "Weren't you born human?¿"

• Poseison introduces RoR!Nyx as a "pet" or a "stray witch that wouldn't leave him alone." No one knows if it's a joke or not because he says it with the straightest face.

• RoR!Nyx sleeps in Poseidon's lap when he sits and he even brings them to meetings to use them as a book stand

• RoR!Nyx communicates with Poseidon through written notes and letters knowing he likes reading, but doesn't like looking people in the eye or in people's general direction

• "Brooding boy, Gentle girl" trope: Poseidon just... lets them be 100% affectionate, like they're a living scarf that hangs off his shoulder. The other gods have stopped questioning it after a certain point.

• Poseidon gave RoR!Nyx a set of conch shaped earrings with pearls embedded in them. Uses them as a tracking device at RoR!Nyx's request.

• RoR!Nyx: "I can take Poseidon. Not in a fight"

And Zeus was the only one to laugh, understanding the joke.

• Poseidon doesn't like it when RoR!Nyx is being kind towards others, not out of jealousy, but he sees their kindness as naivety and a human weakness that can be easily exploited.

• Consort #2: Amphitrite has taken a vacation for an indefinite amount of time, but not before handing my self-insert a "Guide to Poseidon" pamphlet and saying, "Good luck. He's your problem now. Byyyye." She hasn't been shown yet, but from what I've seen of women from RoR, I feel like Amphitrite is some beautiful baddie who regrets being convinced into marrying Poseidon. She doesn't hate him but wishes he'd be more open and affectionate. My idea of RoR!Amphitrite is while she'd feel a little jealous that Poseidon just allows RoR!Nyx to be cuddly and sweet, hence his nickname for them, Amphitrite sees how they have gotten Poseidon to open up and appreciates RoR!Nyx's presence.

#self ship #self shipper #yumejin #yume ship #record of ragnarok poseidon #poseidon record of ragnarok #record of ragnarok #shuumatsu no valkyrie

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important note: cisgender female [both biological and identifying female] for all "female!reader" or "wife!reader" writings. -> all romantically written characters are aged 18+

Stranger Things masterlist

featuring: Eddie Munson, Robin Buckley, Billy Hargrove, Max Mayfield, + more.

-> watch on Netflix

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Peaky Blinders masterlist

featuring: Thomas 'Tommy' Shelby

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Bullet Train masterlist

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featuring: Felix Catton

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The Rings of Power masterlist

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featuring: Roy Kent

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-> The Last Kingdom

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Now and at the Hour of His Death

any who say, "it's better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all," were never loved by him.

pairing: Osferth x female!pregnant!wife!reader

word count: 6.1k+

🍒 author's favorite 💔 A N G S T 🥺 hurt 🚫 NO comfort 🎭 drama 🥰 romance 🤰 pregnant reader 👰‍♀️ wife reader 💍 established relationship ✝️ Lord's name in vain ⚠️ spoilers 🐝 stand-alone / oneshot 🙊 general language and content warning ☠️ character DEATH - tread carefully 🥊 depiction of physical violence and / or aggression 🩸 depiction of injury and blood 💛 requires maturity and caution

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-> Gladiator II

-> stream on Paramount+

The Strength in Honor

( requested ) embarking on a marital affair with your older sister's husband. strength to those with honor.

pairing: General Marcus Acacius x female!Aurelius!reader

part one word count: 7.3k+ part two word count: 5.4k+ part three word count: 8.3k+

🍒 author's favorite ✅ completed 🐝 epilogue ⚠️ spoilers 🖤 reader insert ⏳ AU timelines 🧸 bit of fluff 🎭 drama 💔 some angst (duh) 🥰 romance ❤️‍🩹 hurt and comfort 🔥 NSFW 💦 smut 🐑 filler 💍 established relationship 💣 relationship angst 🍭 friends to lovers 🙊 general language and content warning 🐍 family angst ☠️ canon complicit AND noncanon character death 🥊 depiction of physical violence 🚹 men 🩺 depiction of medical phenomenon 🩸 depiction of injury and blood 🍑 essentially nicknamed Reader 🤰 eventually wife!reader 👰‍♀️ eventually pregnant!reader 🌤️ happiest ending author could imagine 👫 named background OCs 🧍 use of Y/N 🤕 cheating 👴🏻 little implied age gap 👠 height difference 📍 specific warnings in fic ✨ imagination required 🌍 historical and canon inaccuracies 🔏 not edited

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collections: set of fics exploring varying plots of similar tropes featuring different muses. -> NOT related to one another unless explicitly said.

🍒 Clingy Baby

Reader being labeled clingy in various ways by various Muses.

-> featuring: Carmy Berzatto, Bucky Barnes, Aemond and Daemon Targaryen, Joel Miller

-> status: active

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🍒 Hanahaki Disease

the three variations of Hanahaki Disease.

-> featuring: Eddie Munson, Felix Catton

-> status: active

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🍒 The Truth Will Out

varying Muses expressing their desire to NOT date / court / "be with" / marry Reader. -> or miscommunication, lying, eavesdropping, deception, manipulation, and being paid to date tropes.

-> featuring: Aemond Targaryen

-> status: active

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🍒 Nights Like This

varying Muses who forget about a date with Reader. -> or being stood up, forgotten, not prioritized.

-> featuring: Carmy Berzatto

-> status: active

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🍒 Designated Destination

varying Muses set in modern destination vacations / weddings settings.

-> featuring: modern!Aemond Targaryen

-> status: active

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🍒 Pumpkin Eater

varying Muses cheating on or with Reader. -> committing adultery or cheating, be it: emotional, un/conscious desires, malicious, un/intentional, or innate human nature.

-> featuring: Aemond Targaryen

-> status: active

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🍒 The Main Character

attempted exploration / practice of designated tropes, featuring varying Muses.

-> featuring: Bucky Barnes, Aemond Targaryen, Billy Hargrove, Carmy Berzatto.

-> status: active

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🍒 Wonderland

various plots about various Muses from various fandoms - all in a modern AU setting.

-> featuring: Aemond Targaryen

-> status: active

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🍒 Poisoned Apple

a collection of varying circumstances involving Reader, Muses, and toxic family.

-> featuring: mafia!Bucky Barnes, modern! and canon!Aemond Targaryen, Eddie Munson, Billy Hargrove, Carmy Berzatto.

-> status: active

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