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chrzzboo · 3 months

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Gavi is injured and no one cares ab pedri

You're worth it

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Summary: With everyone caring about Gavi after his injury, Pedri is left alone with his thoughts thinking that he isn’t good enough.

Genre: Fluff/ a bit of angst

Reader x Pedri

Sitting in the empty locker room after the big defeat against Real Madrid, Pedri is left alone with his own train of thoughts. You see after getting back from an injury Pedri expected himself to come back better and stronger but to him it didn’t seem like that. Actually at first it did seem like he became stronger and had more power but that quickly got turned down by the behaviour of his teammates earlier.

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PEDRI'S POV

Pedri was warming up with the rest of the group when Xavi came to him and pulled him apart. “Pedri now that you’re healed from your injury I expect that you give your everything on that field, especially with Gavi being out." There it was the sudden feeling of pressure made his shoulders feel heavy. He had to give his everything tonight no matter what it takes. “Of course sir, you can count on me!” With a forced smile Pedri left to continue his warm up joining his teammates.

“I don’t think we’re going to win tonight” was heard from Ferran. “And why is that?” Replied Pedri being curious to why his teammate was thinking so negatively of today's match. “Well Real have most of their top players playing today meanwhile we are missing a few especially Gavi” Pedri frowned at what he just heard from his friend. “But we can make it perfectly work you know?” “ I don’t know about that honestly Ferran is right Gavi is kinda missing a lot today especially with his fast pace” said Fermín. “I mean we’re all fast and I think I’m as fast as Gavi so that wouldn’t be that big of a problem?” Pedri was quick to shut his teammates up. “I mean we know but Gavi is Gavi you know?” was heard from Ferran. The rest of the team agreed, at this point I was so confused why everyone was suddenly so caring about Gavi not being here it kinda made me feel less worth it. As if they didn’t care about me…

Later we returned to the locker room for a quick pep talk from Xavi and going over the tactics of today’s match. Suddenly I started hearing my phone vibrating knowing that someone has sent me a message. Smiling I took my phone knowing who it was.

Smiling to myself I couldn’t help but feel better after the words of my girlfriend. Already feeling less pressure on me.

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Sitting in the locker room silently feeling terrible after losing to Real Madrid. It felt like I let everyone down today. It was quiet in the room until Ferran spoke. “In times like this it really showed how much we needed Gavi” “ You’re right, I’m so sure we would’ve won or atleast scores more than one goal today” added Balde. The rest of the team agreed, this somehow made me feel even more shitty. None of them even cared about the fall I made on the field, no one asked me if I was okay, no one cared about me it seemed…

After showering and getting dressed it was time for media duties. I wasn’t feeling it today at all but I just wanted it to get over with so I just participated in the interviews. The first few questions were okay, asking me about today’s match and stuff like that but the next question caught me off guard. “ So Pedri do you think you guys would’ve won if Gavi was present today?” There it was the sudden heavy feeling was back. Standing there for a few seconds processing what the interviewer just said, I composed myself and answered. “ We were short of a lot of players today not only Gavi, we could’ve won if we played better that’s how simple it is.” But the interviewer did not stop there. “Do you have any news on Barcelona’s number 6? Is he recovering well? Will he be back soon?” The questions didn’t stop, I replied with a quick “yeah he’s doing good” and left. Thinking that this day couldn’t get worse but it could because on the way to my hotel I came across some fans asking me about Gavi not even anything related to me. I was so ready to call this a day and go to sleep. There was one person’s presence I wanted the most which was my girlfriend y/n but I was in Saudi Arabia for the match and she was back home in Barcelona.

Returning to the hotel I wasted no time and I called my girl.

On FaceTime:

Pedri: “Hola amor!”

Y/n: “Hola mi amor how are you?”

Pedri: “I’m doing good…”

Looking at my girlfriend's face, there was a frown evident and that's when I remembered that she could read me like an open book. No matter how hard I tried to lie.

Y/n: “Pedri please I know you better than this. If it’s about today’s match you played so good you gave your all and that’s what’s important! Know that I’m very proud of you!”

Somehow her words made me feel lighter but there were still so many concerns. But I knew I shouldn’t worry her much at the moment.

Pedri: “You’re right babe, the loss was just messing with my head.”

Y/n: “Amor it’s fine it’s completely normal to feel like that, anyways get some sleep it’s probably very late over there plus you’ve got a flight to catch to come back home.”

Pedri: “Yeah you’re right babe, but you know I could never get tired looking at you.” He said with a smirk.

Y/n: “Alright mister go get your sleep see you tomorrow! Love you!”

Pedri: “Love you too amor!”

The conversation with my girlfriend did make me feel better, so I decided to call it a day and get some sleep.

THE NEXT DAY: Y/N'S POV

I woke up in a very good mood, knowing that my boyfriend will be returning home today. I stared my day off by trying to be as productive as possible and trying to get the house as neat and clean as I could since I wouldn’t want Pedri to return to a shit hole. I wanted to surprise my boyfriend by making his favourite dishes since I knew that he wasn’t feeling too good, something I was trying to understand. After preparing all his favourites I heard the front door open knowing it was Pedri I ran to him. “Amor!!! You’re home! I’ve missed you so much!” I exclaimed with a loud voice. He let out a chuckle hugging me tighter as if I was going to disappear into thin air if I let go. “I’ve missed you too so much mi amor you have no idea. Is that my favourite foods what I smell?” He said suddenly becoming even more excited. “Duh I couldn’t let my man starve could I?” “You’re the best amor!” He exclaimed with a kiss on my lips.

After we had dinner I went to clean up the dishes and told Pedri to get comfortable and rest a bit since he didn’t want to sleep yet. After I was done I couldn’t help but to see Pedri frowning while looking at his phone. I was curious to what he was looking at, normally I’m not the kind of girlfriend to snoop around on her boyfriend’s phone but this had him hooked so I got curious. Looking over his shoulder I could see that he was reading the comments under his latest post on instagram. They were all negative talking about how Gavi should’ve been there, how Pedri should’ve been injured instead of Gavi. Basically all the comments were talking about wanting Gavi back and not caring about Pedri at all. I had to do something I couldn’t let people talk shit about my boyfriend. So I took his phone out of his hands. “Hey! Why did you take my phone?” He said a bit annoyed. “Don’t read that bullshit they don’t know what they’re talking about.” I said a bit mad. Suddenly his voice changed and became a bit softer “ I don’t know… maybe they’re right you know?” I was shocked how could he talk about himself like that? “Babe that’s not true at all, these people are just mad that their team lost. If you were really a shit player did you really think that you would play for Barca or would've played in the World Cup at 20 years old or having people look up to you?” “ I don’t know I feel like I disappointed everyone today, they only care about Gavi. Clearly they wouldn’t notice if I wasn’t there.” So this is what it was about, him thinking that no one cares about him but only about Gavi. I had to do something about this. I grabbed his face in both my hands and made him look in my eyes. “Amor you’re going to listen very carefully alright? You’re your own person and Gavi is his own person. You are better in certain things than he is and it’s the same for him. You shouldn’t let the words of others weigh you down! And don’t you ever say that no one cares for you because I do and so does your brother and your parents, your family and all your supporters.” I move closer to him still holding his face between my hands but this time I move on to his lap. “ You’re doing amazing amor you just came back from an injury and you showed everyone how strong you’ve became.” "You're worth it amor." Pedri looked at me with his big brown beautiful eyes and said “ Thanks amor your words really helped me maybe I was being a bit dramatic about this entire situation and knowing that people will always hate no matter what.” I looked at him still seeing some sadness in them. I took his phone and went back to his comment section on Instagram and gave him the phone to show him the positive side of his comment section. “Read them babe” I told him. He looked at me with wide eyes. “But why you first told me not to?” “Just do it.” I told him. I watched him very carefully while he was reading the comments. I started seeing his face shift from a sad frown to a smile. “I told you that a lot of your fans had your back.” I said with a smile. He looked at me and gave me the biggest smile ever. I couldn’t believe how much I’ve missed that smile. “Mi amor look at these comments they’re saying that I’ve played so well despite the loss.” He exclaimed with the same smile. “Told you so babe, everyone was seeing how good you played except for you.” He put his phone down and looked at me “ You know that I love you so much right? Thanks for making me feel better about myself. Te Amo mi amor.” I looked at him and kissed him passionately to tell him that I loved him too.

The end.

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littlegodzilla · 1 year

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Alpha & Omega.

Alpha!Daryl Dixon x Omega!Reader.

One shot.

Santuary. Negan Era. Non-canon (at least not all of it.)

Warnings: Violence. Fighting. Blood. Death. Protective!Alpha. Fighter!Omega. Werewolves. Fantasy.

Words: 5000.

N/A: I know no one asked for it, but I had to write it. Sorry.

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Night has fallen on all of you, unfortunately, it's not the only thing, the Saviors have been closing your escapes forcing us to make drastic and hasty decisions until you find yourselves in the situation you are in right now, surrounded by enemies, kneeling on the ground, Maggie suffering terrible pain from her pregnancy, but no one knows what is wrong with her, everyone is pointing a gun at the group and a lunatic appears from inside the caravan and you feel your whole body tremble, lowering your gaze.

He is a huge Alpha, in his hybrid form, with jet black fur and white torso, his eyes glow with a reddish light, one of his gigantic claws hold a baseball bat, his paws dig into the ground with every step he takes, his strong scent envelops you all, bending even Rick who is your leader and an Alpha with a dominant instinct, but that man's, in his wolf form, was suffocating.

"Has anyone pissed their pants yet?" He says with a tone full of sarcasm. "Well, well... I actually come here very disappointed, you know? I'm a very reasonable guy, if you had come all the way to my house, we could have had a chat, come to an agreement." He paces back and forth. "But you guys decided to go after my men, you killed them in cold blood. That's not right." He walks up to Rick and his smile turns dangerous. "You came into my house and killed my people, that's not right, Rick." He tells him. "In return, I should do the same to yours, don't you think?" he tries to be reasonable.

"You were threatening..."

"What, are you really going to talk back to me?" He snorted through his teeth and grabbed him by the hair, but released him instantly.

Daryl has lunged at him like a guard dog, slamming into the jaw of the Alpha hybrid who recoils several steps back, Negan's men quickly knock Daryl to the ground, Dwight aims at him in the head with his own crossbow, you jump out of your seat.

"No, Daryl!" you whimper in total panic.

"Stop everyone!" Negan howls getting everyone to stop.

Dwight doesn't lower the crossbow but steps back a few paces, they lift Daryl up with a sharp gesture, Negan walks up to him and rests the head of the bat on his chin. Your breath hitches dramatically, horrified thinking of what could happen, but Daryl doesn't hesitate, his blue eyes are locked on the Alpha's, defiant, letting his Alpha instinct rise, but Negan's is stronger.

"I was going to kill you, I was going to make you give in and tear you apart bit by bit, but..." His smile grows wider and his eyes bore into you. "I'm going to be benevolent to you, just this once." He continues and you all feel some relief. "In return, I'll take something with me. Her."

The bat swings away from Daryl's chin to point at you. You gasp several times, your eyes fill with panic, you want to refuse, but he keeps talking.

"She's an unclaimed Omega, and I need a new wife." He looks at you with intensity. "You're young, you'll give me some beautiful puppies, and I'll get my army back."

"No..." Daryl growls wanting to move, but they keep holding him back.

"If you don't... I'll kill your friends, one by one." He looks at you with intensity and you know he's not lying. "What do you say, beautiful?"

"If... if I go with you..." You whisper.

"No!" Daryl refuses again and takes a direct punch to the jaw.

"If I go with you!" You say again. "Then you won't hurt my friends... and you'll leave Hilltop alone..."

"Hilltop uh..."

"Promise me and I'll go with you..." You insist, he seems annoyed by your demands, but your Omega scent appeals to him.

"Okay, beautiful, I won't touch anyone and I'll leave Hilltop alone." He agrees and gestures to you. "Come, Omega, let me see you." You find it hard to obey, his voice bothers your ears and gives you a strange feeling in your stomach, still you have to do it for your people. Trembling you stand up and walk towards him. "No. Show yourself to me, your true form."

You hesitate, standing before him, head bowed, but eyes wide open. You have never used that form. No one has ever seen you like that. You don't like it, your true form, as Negan calls it, makes you vulnerable to Alphas, being an unclaimed Omega, your essence, your instinct, your scent as an Omega is triggered in that form, attracting all Alphas around you, not being in heat there is never a risk of being harmed, but you doubt with Negan that matters. Nevertheless you know you must obey, you swallow nervously and slowly let your body transform. Daryl holds his breath as he clenches his fists tightly, controlling his impulses. His heart is racing and his head is dizzy. An intense smell of forest, river and burning wood floods his nose making him gasp. He has never smelled anything like it, his wolf inside his writhes, howls in despair and Daryl feel his skin burn as Negan touches your tan fur.

"Precious... I never want to see your human form ever again." He warns you. "You will be my wife now, and this will be your form."

"Y-yes, Alpha..." You whisper lowering your head.

"Okay, now to go home, boys." You tell your men and nod your head. Two other Betas hold Daryl tightly and push him into the van.

"No! No! You said you wouldn't hurt them!" you protest looking at Negan.

"I'm not going to hurt him, we're taking him with us, he's going to be our little dog, a gift to you." He smiles and grabs you by the waist, guiding you towards another one of the vans.

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You can't help but shiver when you arrive at that huge abandoned factory and Negan introduces you to his other wives. You aren't the only Omega there, there are five more women there, but they are clearly not there of their own free will, possibly threatened like you. Negan lets you settle in with them and when he disappears, they all return to their human form. That surprises you, but you don't move from where you are.

"You can change form if you want to. We all do it when we're not in front of him." One of his "wives" explains to you.

But you don't trust them, maybe it's a trick to find out how far you obey their orders and you don't want anyone to get hurt because of you, you don't want Daryl to get hurt.

Daryl...

Your eyes fill with tears at the thought of the Alpha. Your story... there really isn't a "your" story you've been traveling companions and friends since he found you locked in the shed at your parents' house after escaping a burning farmhouse, as the group told you, they were running around looking for food and shelter and they found you. An Omega alone, no mate, no Alpha, unmarked and unclaimed, locked in a musty old basement where her parents intended to keep anyone from touching her until it was time. At first you found it hard to trust them all, their scents were very different from each other, Alphas, Omegas, Betas, the group was a very peculiar mix and you had only known your family, your father kept you safe, your mother hated you for what you were. Slowly you changed, finding your true personality, becoming stronger, the time you all spent in prison, in your home, made things easier, but not much changed with the Alpha. Daryl always kept his distance from you, you were friends, you could trust each other, but the Alpha was never around you when you were alone. He, a lone wolf, without a mate, without an Omega by his side, was vulnerable to your scent, to your heat and always tried not to be around you for too long.

However, that didn't change what you felt for him, what you still feel. It's not just you, your insides know it too. He is your Alpha, your partner, your soul mate. You didn't know it at first as you had never heard about them, always hidden, your parents didn't tell you about Alphas and Omegas relationship until they found an Alpha for you, but then the world went to shit and you were locked in your basement. But when you saw him, when you smelled him, you knew that was your Alpha, not the one your parents tried to find for you. Now you can't do anything about it, you've been captured by this Negan guy who's a psychopath and to stop him from hurting your people you're going to have to let him brand you as another one of his wives. You shudder just thinking about it, the imposition of Alphas is something that has been going on forever, destined or not, when an Alpha meets an Omega, he goes on instinct and marks him, Negan is one of those Alphas and he disgusts you.

"You, the new one." You turn to find a blond man with a burnt face.

Dwight, Daryl told you about him and his partner, how they stole his bike and his crossbow after he helped them escape from the guys chasing them. He gestures for you to follow him and you leave the room walking behind him, your eyes observing everything discreetly, but noting in your mind every turn, every nook and cranny, mapping it out in your head.

You are taken to a doctor to be examined, to find out if you are okay, if there has been another man in your life, Daryl is there too, possibly they are healing the shot in his shoulder, or maybe not, but embarrassed you watch as the Alpha listens to the doctor's words. No one has ever touched you, at your age you are a complete virgin Omega, it's humiliating for you, but apparently it will be a very good thing for Negan.

"She will be an awkward mother at first, but after a couple of litters, there will be no problems." Says the doctor.

A shiver runs down your spine as you look at him in fright, A couple of litters? How many children did Negan intend to have?

"Well, I'll let Negan know about it." Dwight says gesturing for you to go with him again.

"Wait." Daryl speaks in a whisper. His hand closing over your fur causes a whimper to escape you.

"Let her go, Dixon, don't complicate things any further." Dwight warns you. "You don't want Negan to do anything to her as punishment, do you?"

"It's okay, Daryl, don't worry." You smile slowly at him, pat his hand and walk away with Dwight.

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It's humiliating and cruel, Daryl has lost the time, the times Dwight has shown up at his cell and insulted him, fed him dog food and reminded him that his Omega will never be his again. It's been days since Daryl has felt the cold and dampness that pervades the cabin they use for him as a cell, naked, dirty, hungry, rage and the desire for revenge is what is starting to grow bigger and bigger in him. Not only having him there is bending his instinct, seeing you near Negan makes him sick, to his nose still comes that smell of forest and freedom that he likes so much, which relieves him, Negan still hasn't marked you and if he has tried, you haven't let him. That makes that his strength doesn't decay completely, he remains weak and submissive, but he is sure he will be able to fight if necessary.

After several days of captivity enduring Dwight's continuous abuses, the door opens once again, the smell of forest reaches his nose and with a trembling body he looks towards the door of his cell, you are next to his captor, Negan is also there with a crooked and cruel smile.

"What have you done to him?" you gasp in fright at the sight of his whole bruised body, you don't even care about his nakedness.

"D has been taming our dog, a bit unruly in my opinion, but I think he's ready to go out and play with the others now." Negan scoffs and you shiver.

"He'll obey, boss, he knows what's at stake."

"Of course he does. Let him get dressed, we have to go." Negan says, walking away.

You're tempted to stay, to help Daryl, but the huge Alpha pulls you, leading you away from the cell.

The journey passes in silence, Negan's voice reaches a point where you no longer hear it, ignoring him. You are taken to Alexandria, meeting the gates of the community gives you goosebumps, but you are not prepared for what happens next.

Negan has no compassion, the humiliation he publishes towards Daryl tears you apart inside, not only does he show you around like a trophy, Daryl is his dog, he goes after him obeying everything the jet fur wolf asks him to do. You want to ask him several times to leave him alone, but you knew that would be much worse. Negan walks around with you all over the community as if it were his own, although in reality it is, he has taken over everyone's will based on fear and threats. You've lost people because of him, and you're not willing to let him kill anyone else. Rick walks submissively by your side, showing you around, talking about the supplies they've tried to gather, without much success, he asks for Daryl back, he knows you're a more complicated deal, but Negan refuses.

"Sorry, Rick, but I like having pets and Daryl is starting to buckle." His huge claw comes to rest on the archer's head, the archer doesn't flinch, but he doesn't raise his head either. He just tries to ignore that it's there.

Each new visit to the community implies a new stab to your heart, seeing them like this, unarmed, weak before this group that doesn't even know how to live among them breaks your soul. You've never been a very brave Omega, you learned to defend yourself like everyone else when the world fell, but now you feel Daryl's rage and helplessness reflected towards you, and that gives you a strange power.

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Daryl is back in his cell, now with that horrible brown suit they have given him, at least he doesn't feel so cold anymore, but Dwight's music keeps playing, his verbal threats don't stop either and he feels that every day he finds it harder to stand his ground. He curls up in a corner and rests his forehead on his knees, trying to calm down, to think of something.

About you.

Remember that day in the basement of your house. They had entered the farmhouse looking for shelter and supplies, it was almost all destroyed, your father's body turned into a Walker, they took him out of the house and when he heard noise under the house he didn't hesitate to go and see what was going on. That's how he found you; huddled to the side, hugging your body, scared, dirty, as hungry as they were or more. Daryl at once noticed your condition and how his inner wolf stretched curiously towards you, he tried not to show himself dominant towards you, even though his instinct was screaming for it, he knew there was something special about you.

"Daryl..." He hears your voice on the other side of the door and tenses. "Daryl, please tell me you're still there..."

"You shouldn't be here..." He whispers in a breathy whisper.

"No, I shouldn't and neither should you." You say in a firmer voice and then open the door. Daryl looks at you confused, but relieved, you're back in your human form. "That's why we're getting out of here."

Your words put him on alert, he looks at you with a confused and frightened expression. Carefully, he gets up from the ground and holds onto the wall, he feels weak, but when he smells you, your scent transports him new energy, something to fight for, he has to protect you, go home, help his people. He advances several steps towards you and kisses you. You sigh against his mouth as his hands cradle your cheeks and you feel him steal your breath with his kiss. Your whole body melts, longing to melt into your true Alpha, but now is not the time. Much to your regret, you break the kiss, but you look up at him with a smile.

"Let's go home..." You ask. "But I need you to help me."

"Sure, Omega, I'll do whatever it takes." He assures you feeling the tiredness has worn off.

"Good." You smile again and hand him an automatic and his crossbow. "I know you missed it."

"Thanks..." He whispers and then realizes that you are wearing his vest, something wild explodes inside him and he has to calm down.

Like you said; the important thing is to escape from there. When you are sure that Daryl is ready, the two of you run down the factory corridor. It's not going to be easy to escape, there are still many of Negan's men there, even if some have gone scouting or are threatening other communities, but you don't care, you open fire on anyone you feel a threat and crosses your path. The gunshots soon draw the attention of the whole building, more and more coming at you, some transform, others don't have time, but everyone gets a bullet between the eyebrows. You manage to get out of the building, the door leads you to the courtyard where they are holding those Walkers who are strategically placed by the prisoners. Daryl drops his gun to pick up his crossbow and shoot several guards that are approaching you. As he reloads, you cover him by firing as well.

"I'm out of ammo!" You yell at him.

"Me too!"

You both look at each other intensely, there are still so many people left in there, you may not even make it out alive. Daryl nods and you feel goosebumps rise on your skin, but you do the same. You get up from your hiding place again. Daryl grabs you by the waist to fire his last remaining round and you jump down the stairs, next to the fences of the infected. Your back collides with his and you feel a howl rip through your throat as you and Daryl transform at the same time. You had never seen the hunter transform before, his hybrid form, a towering wolf on two legs, tri-colored fur, brown, gray and white, with blue eyes that glowed unnaturally bright. You feel it hard to breathe, his Alpha scent shooting up, enveloping the whole place, a smell that makes you feel at home, protected and safe, a mixture of White Maple, cigarettes and leather, even some of Negan's men, Betas, recoil and lower their heads in total submission, but it's too late. The anger and rancor that has been brewing inside Daryl these days is boiling over and the wolf isn't going to stop it.

That becomes the scene of a real war, Negan's men jump to fight, you do not stay behind, the Walkers corner you but you also get rid of them, around you there are only decomposing corpses, defeated wolves, men split in two, the earth has a red color of spilled blood. You are exhausted and wounded, you feel it hard to stand, Daryl has serious wounds, but you are both alive. For now. With clumsy steps you approach towards him, your muzzle brushes the fur on his neck, Daryl groans low and rests his forehead against yours. The two of you stay like that, being each other's support, catching your breath, your strength. This isn't over yet, you still have to get out of there, back to Alexandria.

"What happened here!" you hear Negan barking behind you.

Suddenly, to your nose, his aura is no longer as powerful nor does he seem as big an Alpha as those days ago and you understand that his power and bravado was fueled by the strength and insanity of the men following him, he was just another Alpha. Daryl beside you keeps shaking, he grits his teeth hard and growls menacingly, the blood of his victims dripping down his gums to the floor.

"It's over, Negan." You tell him. "You have nothing left, only death... this is what you brought upon yourself."

"You've killed my men..."

"All of them." You assure him. "We have freed your wives, the people who lived under threat from you and your men, you have nothing left." You shake your head. "You are no one anymore."

"No... Damn you..." He roars full of anger.

"Let's go, Daryl, he's no longer a threat." You tell your Alpha, but he doesn't move.

"No... he's killed our people... he's mocked us... he's humiliated us..." The hair on his back bristles with every word.

"Alpha..." You try to call out to him, but his eyes are locked on his target. "Okay..." You sigh and step aside.

Daryl doesn't hesitate, his hindquarters flex to give him momentum and he runs straight at the other Alpha. Negan scrambles and for a second seems to get huge again. The collision of the two bodies is brutal.

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"Saviors!" shouts Sasha as she sees the van approaching toward Alexandria's gate. "Negan's coming back!" She warns.

"Get down from there, we'll wait for him like we planned!" She is answered by Rick running towards the door.

Sasha obeys by placing her gun on her back, stepping down from the gate guarding area. All of Alexandria is in position, not only them, Hilltop and The Kingdom have come to help, all hiding and waiting for the right moment. Rick tries to compose himself, takes a deep breath and when he hears the van stop, he opens the doors.

His words get stuck in his throat, his eyes fill with tears and he feels his knees wobble for a second as his eyes show him what's on the other side.

"No..." He gasps in a breathy gasp.

"Dad?" Carl asks fearfully.

"Help me!" he shouts as he opens the doors all the way. "Warn Denise! Tell her to get the infirmary ready!" He breaks into a run and everyone is confused until they see it.

You walk slowly, limping, your tan fur now bright red due to all the blood decorating it, over your shoulder you carry the unconscious body of Daryl, as wounded or more than you, in your other hand, you carry the ultimate proof that Negan has been defeated; his head. Rick transforms, a gray and white furred wolf, his scent for a moment brings out a whimper from you, it's not the first time you've seen him transformed, but now his strong authority as an Alpha displeases you. Nevertheless, you agree to let him charge Daryl's body against his, you can't take it anymore, you drop to your knees and Rick touches your head.

"Alright Omega, you're home, you've brought your Alpha all the way here, he's safe..." He rewards you and you moan softly letting the tears finally spill over.

"He's very weak, Rick..."

"Denise will take care of him, don't worry, you must rest too and then you will tell us what happened." He asks you, you nod and let him take Daryl inside the community, quickly, as he needs urgent attention, you let your people wrap you up and introduce you to the new arrivals.

You've all been through an adventure and hell in your own flesh, for no one has been a valley of roses having Negan's presence on your necks, The Kingdom, with Ezekiel as King, tell you about the tyranny they were going through, you're surprised to see Carol next to the man, but you don't say anything, you like the couple they make, Hilltop and Jesus seem relieved, perhaps feeling guilty for asking for help against Negan and that all that happened, but you can't blame them either, the idea of going after them had been yours, so all that was going to happen anyway. You tell them about the battle to escape from there, Sherry, Dwight's wife helped you escape, you are not indebted to her, they betrayed Daryl first, but the woman felt guilty and wanted her partner back, so between the two of you you looked for a way to find the weapons, distract the guards and get Daryl out of his cell, after that, she took Dwight from there, leaving Daryl's things behind, because they knew that if they stayed there, the Alpha would come after them too. You told them how Daryl fought Negan, how small and vulnerable he seemed after losing his army, you are not proud of the violence and cruelty Daryl used to defeat him, but now you can live in peace without his looming shadow over you.

Everyone wants to know more about what happened at the Sanctuary, but you are too tired, physically and mentally to continue, you need to make sure Daryl is okay. You apologize to your people, who understand the situation, and let you go to the infirmary to check on your Alpha, even Denise leaves the infirmary for you when she sees you arrive. You have to admit that his condition is not as bad as you expected, now without all that fur covering his body, the wounds are not as deep or severe, equally Daryl is still unconscious, resting on the stretcher in Denise's infirmary, you are sitting next to him, watching him silently, relieved to see him sleeping, you feel happy because you are safe, you are home. With trembling hands you caress his arm, you feel his quality skin under your touch, Daryl grunts in his sleep, but he doesn't wake up. You watch his wounds continue to heal and smile, you lean in slightly and brush his ear with your lips.

"Alpha..."

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Alpha.

His eyes flutter open, his heart is pounding and his breathing is wild. His whole body is still alert, for a second he is tempted to transform again, to keep fighting, but then a smell comes to his nose. Forest, wet ground... you.

Alpha.

He grunts low sitting up on the gurney, his gaze searching for you in the empty infirmary, Denise appears and smiles warmly at him, she nods and Daryl jumps up. He's glad to be in Alexandria, he doesn't hesitate to hug his companion longingly, but he quickly gets out of there, he knows what he's looking for.

His nose guides him, without missing a millimeter, he finds you next to the pond that is in the community, you are turning your back to him, but Daryl knows that you have already felt his presence, you are wearing his vest and in your hand you hold his crossbow. Daryl feels his wolf squirm inside him and sighs.

"Omega..." He calls to you, slowly, you turn to look at him, your eyes glow in the darkness of the night and he knows he is lost.

"Alpha..."

Neither of you need to say anything else, your bodies transform, back to that wolf form that is held on two strong hind legs and you take off running. Daryl waits, a few seconds, not too long, he counts mentally before following your trail, running after you. The gates of Alexandria are open, letting you both out, closing behind you again. You don't care. Your surroundings have disappeared.

Giving way to an ancient tradition between Alpha and Omega, Daryl pursues you, tracking you, hunting you down, Hunter and Prey, Dominant and Submissive. Alpha and Omega. It's always been that way, but Daryl knows you're a warrior Omega, a fighter, that you won't let him catch you easily. It's that part of you that drives him crazy, that makes him want to catch you and have you all to himself, when you saved him against Negan, when you went after him and went out fighting together, so that ritual becomes more exciting for him. He pauses among the trees, sharpening his hearing, sniffing the air, scratching the ground, trying to detect any movement, he howls and you, unable to contain yourself, respond to his howl. Daryl lowers his ears looking for your position, growls and runs off in your direction.

When he finds you, you have returned to your human form, completely naked, with your back to him, but your head is tilted slightly to one side, listening for the man to reach your position. Daryl stops, takes a step back, he can't attack you while in your human form, he could tear you apart and he's not going to lose you for a desperate move. He rests his claws on the ground, he growls calling out to you, waiting, you slowly turn to look at him.

"Alpha..." You call out to him and he Daryl lets out a whimper.

Then you run towards him, transforming on the way, catching Daryl by surprise, you jump and hit him. Surprise and excitement shake Daryl's body as he takes the impact. You are a wild, fierce Omega. No one taught you how to respect an Alpha, how to act with them. Daryl holds your body and pins you to the ground.

He's going to teach you how to be a good Omega.

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"Did we let them leave?" Carl asks as he sees the doors close.

"Yes..." Rick replies.

"But out there..."

"Trust me, nothing and no one would be stupid enough to get in their way now." He smiles again.

"Don't you think we should go after them?"

"No. This is none of our business."

"Will we ever see them again?" He asks more distressed.

"Of course."

"When?"

"That's up to them, they may be back tomorrow, or in a couple of days, maybe a week."

"A week?"

"When I met your mother we were gone almost a week." He laughs at the look on the young man's face. "They've been putting this off for a long time, so it's possible they'll be quite a while."

"And Michonne? With her you don't..."

"She's an Alpha woman, she's different, these rituals are between Alpha and Omega..." He smiles and touches Carl's back. "You will understand when the time comes. Now let's go rest, for today I don't think we need to stand guard."

Carl hesitates, watching his father come down from the watchtower, he's still young and there are things he doesn't understand, but his father seems pretty calm about it all, so he doesn't insist.

On their way home, father and son hear two long howls echoing in the night.

The End.

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When the storm passes.

Warning: Description of post-traumatic stress, childhood trauma, anxiety attack.

A sleepless night in Nevarro's small cabin.

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Grogu woke up with a start, slowly opening his eyes as he groaned. Something was wrong, the atmosphere was charged, strong and mixed feelings were perceived, the force was twisted with fear, sadness... and something anxious. It was like being in that temple again before everything fell apart, but this time he wasn't dreaming.

The boy didn't understand, he was at home, the comfort of his dark room enveloped him, hadn't heard any noise besides the rain and the occasional thunder, not that Grogu really liked storms but there didn't seem to be any imminent danger. It had actually been a good day, he played for hours, The Mandalorian was starting to teach him to talk and was very proud of attempts at Mando'a, even finished his first drawing with some meaning.

Then realized, the wave of panic was coming from the back of the cabin, where his father was. He must have known, his protector always had a very strong presence, he hadn't realized how until they were separated and received a visit from him in training with Master Luke. That had increased now he wasn't wearing his helmet around the child.

Grogu slowly climbed down from the structure that served as bed. He walked towards the hallway with difficulty, what could scare his father? He is a strong guy, would usually more than capable of defending himself... from experience, situations that the man couldn't solve by himself turned out to be quite complicated.

-------------------------------------------- "Everything was dark and dirty, he huddled in that small space of the shed fearing the worst, the deafening screams and explosions filled his senses, a few seconds later he noticed how the door opened, being greeted by a helmet with a T-shaped visor. Hope unraveled like strands of wet paper. The stranger reached for his hip and pointed the gun at him. He wanted to beg for mercy but his voice didn't come out and then everything went black..."

He put his face closer to the pillow, wanting to hide in its surface, he bit his lower lip so hard that it bled. He thought he was getting better with the nightmares, they hadn't recurred in months, now they were calm, with a stable place to return to, he even changed his armor for soft clothes, but there he was, sobbing from a bad dream like a fucking child. . He brought his hand to his face to roughly wipe away a traitorous tear. He wondered if it ever stop or his brain would keep coming back to haunt him, repeating the same scenes over and over again but with a different and much grimmer ending each time.

Thunder rumbled nearby and he shivered, sighing deeply as sat up against the headboard of the bed, buried his face between the knees. He was a grown man, a warrior accustomed to the worst kinds of violence and, wanted to believe, more than capable of facing whatever dangers lay ahead of him, but trembled as if he were nothing more than a leaf in autumn because a storm frightened him. He tried to even out his breathing and prayed to whatever that this would end soon. The former hunter noticed that the room seemed as messy as his mind, all of the Beskar pieces were scattered on the floor.

A small vowel sound alerted him and directed the attention towards the door. It was his son's, little one was standing at the entrance staring at him with wide eyes. He cleared his throat with difficulty as he reached for the light switch, wanting to appear as recompose as possible.

-Hey, are you okay, kid?

The boy continued to look at him, but he tilted his head in concern, his big ears were all the way down.

He felt that something was burning his soul, nothing was wrong with Grogu, the boy noticed that things were chaotic and wanted to protect him. That was supposed to be his job and not the other way around. His features softened, had to fix this.

-Kid, I'm fine, it was just a nightmare, goes back to sleep.

The boy walked towards him, when was next to the foot of the bed he raised his arms with the intention of being picked up. The Mandalorian accepted it, cradling he gently. By then toddler had proceeded to caress his unshaven jaw, closing his eyes.

The bounty hunter leaned into the touch, a sense of calm immediately washing over him, his racing heartbeat slowing down almost miraculously. He reached up for the small fingers brushing against his skin.

-Thank you Grogu.

The boy gave a happy squeal and stood next to him, clinging to the pillow and creating a small nest with the forgotten sheet, ready to spend the night. Djarin chuckled as he turned off the light.

-I guess everything is already decided... (the boy could no longer hear him, since he quickly succumbed to sleep).

The man lay down on his side slowly, leaving a safe space so as not to disturb him. The moonlight was coming in through the window. Suddenly it seemed like the rain was dissipating.

#the mandalorian #din djarin #grogu #Post season 3 #angts #fluff #pedro pascal #din djarin & grogu

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rainbinni · 1 year

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Published books recommendations 📚

Here are some of the best books I’ve read so far. I have a lot more to read so I’ll probably made other posts. Let me know your favorite books so I can read it ;)

!! All of those books content strong and mature language !!

Off campus serie - Elle Kennedy [5 books] (Young adult)

The deal (Garett & Hannah) [400 pages] The mistake (Logan & Grace) [336 pages] The score (Dean & Ally) [384 pages] The goal (Tuck & Sabrina) [384 pages] The legacy (everyone) [337 pages]

Follow the stories of four hockey players roommates and their sex/love life. Each books are about one of the roommates except the last who reunited everyone.

Briar university series - Elle Kennedy [4 books] (young adults)

The chase (Fitz & Summer) [368 pages] The risk (Brenna & Jake) [408 pages] The play (Hunter & Demi) [400 pages] The dare (Conor & Taylor) [336 pages]

This four books are the following stories of the off campus series. It’s about four roommates (2 girls 2 boys) who moved in the house of the off campus roommates (who leaved after graduation)

Twisted serie - Ana Huang [4 books] (young adults)

Twisted love (Ava & Alex) [343 pages] Twisted game (Bridget & Rhys) [438 pages] Twisted hate (Jules & Josh) [504 pages] Twisted lies (Stella & Christian) [558 pages]

Those books follow the stories of four best friend and their love life. You can find tropes like e2l, s2l, best friend brother/ brother best friend, bodyguard…

Devil’s night serie - Penelope Douglas [6 books] (Dark romance)

Corrupt (Micheal & Rika) [499 pages] Hideaway (Kai & Banks) [522 pages] Kill switch (Damon & Winter) [638 pages] Conclave [100 pages] Nightfall (Will & Emory) [727 pages] Fire night [95 pages]

30th October. Devil’s night. Their night. Every year the four horsemen put their masks on and pull the best prank on the city without fearing any consequences. Having rich family make them untouchable. Or at least that’s what they thought…

A million kisses in your life time - Monica Murphy [554 pages] (young adults)

At Lancaster Prep, the girls love her. They all want to be her friend. Only Crew see Wren for who she really is. A repressed little virgin who keeps her feelings locked up so tight she’s probably close to bursting. She thinks she’s above us all. Even him. She’s not his type. Until they’re forced to work together in class and realize they might have more things in common than they originally thought. Soon enough he find himself completely obsessed. He will do anything for this girl to make her fall in love with him.

Icebreaker - Hanna Grace [414 pages] (young adults)

Anastasia Allen is a competitive figure skater since she was five years old, a full college scholarship thanks to her place on the Maple Hills skating team, and a schedule that would make even the most driven person weep, Stassie comes to win. No exceptions. Nathan Hawkins has never had a problem he couldn’t solve. As captain of the Maple Hills Titans, he knows the responsibility of keeping the hockey team on the ice rests on his shoulders. When a misunderstanding results in the two teams sharing a rink, and Anastasia’s partner gets hurt in the aftermath, Nate finds himself swapping his stick for tights, and one scary coach for an even scarier one. The pair find themselves stuck together in more ways than one, but it’s fine, because Anastasia doesn’t even like hockey players…right?

#booksbooksbooks #books recommendations #devils night series #off campus #briar u #icebreaker #a million kisses in your lifetime #twisted series #smut #fluff #angts #e2l #fake dating #fwb dating #there’s only one bed #and a lot more but I’m too lazy too right everything

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Hiii I saw that you were taking dean x black reader requests! I would love it if you could write a one- shot about them getting married. I just wanna see Dean crying lol.

I'm sorry this took so long, I've been kinda depressed. But I'm back now! Thanks for waiting for this, once again sorry this took so long!

Likes and repost are appreciated, please let me know what you thought <333

Perfection

Dean Winchester x Black! Fem! Reader!

Angst and then fluff, wedding, Dean and reader cry a lot

Dean had seen a lot. In his 34 years of living he had seen a lot. He’d seen funerals, he’d seen murders, crimes of passion, weddings. Dean was an observer. Like a funny background character in a movie. He witnessed things, did his job and disappeared. He was okay with that, at least he had to be. At some point, maybe when he was 15, he realized he had to be okay with it. He would never get a long term girlfriend, a nice house with AC and heating, let alone a wedding. Dean had seen a lot for others. Never anything so nice for himself. Not until today at least.

She came into his life, and tore up everything. She tore up his beliefs that he was okay with it. She made him want nothing more than the life he accepted he’d never get. At first it made him angry. It was like God, and this is totally something he’d do, was taunting him. With a beautiful woman who held him through stormy nights and long days. Who kissed his tears away when he melted down. Who baked him pies, and held his hands with no shame.

She wasn’t a hunter. She didn’t have any of that darkness or murderous rage he or Sam had. She was untouched by the true evils of this world. When she found out about it, it didn’t corrupt or change her the way it had many others. She didn’t fall under depression knowing there were greater evils out there. She didn’t run, or scream, or call him a monster. She just held him, and listened to all his sins and confessions. She was too perfect for him. No, he couldn’t have this. At least it’s what he thought.

She smashed through that belief with pure love, and showed him that no matter what he thought about himself he deserved love. He deserved her. Still he had his days where he couldn’t believe it. Today was one of them.

The piano played, as the doors opened at the end of the aisle. He saw her. Her father linked her arm, holding the trembling woman. The moment those doors opened, Dean almost evaporated. His knees buckled, and he cleared his throat. He felt the tears prick his eyes and took a hesitant breath. There was no one else in the church with them. There was a broad smile on her painted lips, the lips that Dean kissed everyday. Well everyday except for the past two weeks they hadn’t seen each other. Her ears dangled with a pair of the most gorgeous earrings he’d ever seen. Her dark eyes were filled with light, and her eyelashes looked a bit longer than usual. Her smile was impossibly bright, as the piano played a harmonious tune. She looked perfect. Actually, she was perfect. Just because Dean said so. He was 100% right too.

God, what had he done to deserve this? With each step she took, Dean’s eyes began leaking. The hot tears slipped down his face, and she broke out into a nervous laugh when she stepped up to the altar. Sam patted him comfortingly with a deep chuckle. She laughed as Dean broke out into a nervous grin and wiped his eyes.

How could he not cry? This woman showed him love. She showed him that if anyone deserved love it was him. She showed him that he was more than a weapon of destruction, but a person. She showed him that she didn’t have to fight to hide his feelings from her. He didn’t have to panic and hide his feelings, and lash out. She taught him it was all okay. Love, care, affection. All of it, she gave it to him. With no cause, no ulterior motive, not wanting anything from him. Nothing but love. Dean felt selfish for wanting her. He felt selfish but wanted her love. She gave it to him without a fight. She gave him so much love it nearly overwhelmed him. He felt like he was drowning in it at times, and at first he didn’t know what to do. He didn’t know how to accept that love. Eventually though, he did learn. He learned to float through it, the way he deserved. The way she taught him to just accept what she’s giving him. And now he was crying his eyes out in front of her. He couldn’t even hide his feelings from her if he tried now.

Her hands was in his, Dean’s hands were in hers. Behind them, the pastor chattered about some random bullshit. Dean wasn’t really too sure. Her eyes stared deeply into Dean’s, and he could feel himself drowning in her love once more. Dean hoped she was doing the same. He wanted to just grab her and kiss her plump lips. He was only pulled out of his trance by the big question.

“…do you take this man to be your husband, to live together in holy matrimony, to love him, to honor him, to comfort him, and to keep him in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?"

“I do.” And Dean exploded. Tears bursted from his eyes, and he had to let go of her for a moment. He turned away, whipping his eyes as he tried to quiet his whimpers. Sam chuckled, and patted him on his back.

“You okay bud?” Sam asked and Dean mustered a nod. No, he wasn’t okay. He was so happy, it was causing him a violent reaction. She was promising to be with him forever, she was promising to love him no matter what. He was exploding with joy, to the point where his head started to hurt.

After a few seconds he calmed down. He would’ve been embarrassed if she wasn’t staring at the ceiling trying to keep her eyes from running. There she was, panting and fanning her face. Her bouquet was shoved into Charlie’s hands, as she fanned her face. Her lip trembled, as her sister dabbed at her eyes with a handkerchief.

“Dean Winchester, do you take this woman to be your wife, to live together in holy matrimony, to love her, to honor her, to comfort her, and to keep her in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?"

“I do.” Dean whispered, trying to slow his heart beat. The moment he said it, her neck jerked backwards and she stared at the ceiling trying to repress more tears. He chuckled at the deep breaths escaping her, her chest heaving.

“The rings.” Sam stepped forward with the two rings, one with a D for her and one with her initial for him. The silver bands were courtesy of her father, much like this entire wedding. Then again, Dean was happy to marry her in a dark alleyway with a hobo as the officiant. But this was perfect too.

Slowly, he slipped the ring onto her finger. This was real. She was real. In a few more seconds, they’d be announced as Mr. and Mrs. Dean Winchester. Dean was certain he’d really lose it then. Her tender hands, and her nails felt comforting on his calloused skin. She slid the ring onto him and bit her lip, possibly in an attempt to fight back tears.

“You may now kiss the bride.”

Dean had seen a lot in his life. He had seen beauty, and ugliness, life and death, light and darkness. Now he had seen it once more. Now he had seen true perfection. This time not as an observer, but for himself.

#black reader #fem reader #x reader #angts #dean x you #dean x reader #supernatural dean #sam and dean #dean winchester #supernatural #supernatural x you #wedding #sorry this took so long #let me know #what you think #i love all of you #<3333

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brunolian · 1 month

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Hace mucho que no subo nada. Y me identifico con ginger brave

Finalmente acabe con esta animación yeahhh

#cookie run kingdom #cookie run #crk #edit #wizard cookie #gingerbrave cookie #strawberry cookie #chilli pepper cookie #custard cookie #angts #vent

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"Are you lost, child of the deep sea?"

"Like an overboard wooden chest riding the waves of the vast ocean, aimlessly wandering for eternity, collecting barnacles and bottles of letters. Yearning to be found, yet sought by nobody. Homesickness masked with rags and mentally rotting inside. Covered, covered with laughs and cracked jokes."

"Do you not yearn to go home, back into the depths you were pulled out of?"

-@hidden-lorechambers

#hidden-lorechamber #@hidden-lorechamber #((weird question))#((gets weird results c: ))#angts #spooky misc #creapy scare #(i am proud on my chest coloring 👍))#dark background #misc the enchanter #the enchanted mistake #minecraft oc #minecraft ask blog #anonymous #minecraft blog

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Any angst quogan headcanons? We never got full confirmation they never broke up throughout their journey. “We’ve been together for a decade” could still mean some bumps in the road. (I don’t want that just for the sake of headcanon the years we missed) I do wonder if they ever nearly split when they were young and dumb lol. Or what bigger fights would be about.

I refuse to believe they ever broke up... but I'll indulge, bc I also love angst lol. So, an AU where they broke up at some point on the last 15 years:

To make this more painful, this is settled after the first time he proposed to her.

I'd say it happened around their first year of college.

They definitely didn't go to the same colleges, so maybe they didn't get as much time together as they thought they would/couldn't coordinate their schedules to see each other as often

They were afraid of the potential strain and the possibility of growing apart, so they made the difficult decision to break up and remain friends, because they rather not be a couple but still be in each other's lives than end things badly and lose themselves (idiots, not even they believe they can ever be just friends)

of course, her rejection plus the break up makes it incredibly painful for Logan (not saying Quinn didn't suffer as well, but damn)

still, they let each other go as a romantic partner and embrace their friendship, wishing the other luck and promising to still keep in contact.

ugh, actually, I think this could be the perfect scenario to make Quogan be a bi4bi couple.

They both discover they're bi in the time they're apart.

won't go into much detail bc I kinda hate the idea of them being with anyone else, I'll leave if they got with anyone else or they were just flings up to y'all lol

despite this new revelation for them, they still missed each other.

they would still see each other and try to act like they're not dying to ask the other to just get together again.

they would also call each other every night out of habit and text constantly.

they would have to try very hard not to be flirty or let some of their pet names slip out.

they would fail most times and quickly correct themselves.

on one of their totally not a date, super platonic hang outs, they come out to each other.

it's a bittersweet moment, kinda, because they're both happy for the other, for not only not being judged but also having that in common (it was the 2010s after all) and the fact that there's still that trust between them to tell those things... but

they can't help but feel jealous about the romantic interests in each other's lives. They try to swallow the jealousy and just smile, but it's so hard. They both assume that means the other has moved on.

misunderstanding trope, I'm sorry.

despite the decision of breaking things up and stay as friends being mutual, the feeling are not gone for either of them, they're still there, lingering, hurting them.

they couldn't deny to themselves the strong connection they shared. They found themselves constantly thinking about each other, wondering if they had made the right choice. The distance only intensified their longing for one another, leaving them both with a sense of deep regret.

but they don't know the other feels the same way!! they think the other had moved one!! ahhhhhh!!!

PAIN. PINNING. JEALOUSY.

after that they throw themselves into their college lives and also the new people in their lives, try to pretend they're totally okay being friends and even try dating, but it never works out, because no matter how hard they try, they can't shake the feeling that they should be together, that they belong together and that they regret breaking up.

every totally friendly, totally platonic, not a date only serves to stir up those feelings inside them and making the longing grow and grow.

they hook up.

it's intense and passionate, a mix of longing (they missed it, they missed each other so much), possessiveness (couldn't stop the jealousy to take over at the thought of anyone else touching their skin), and guilt (guilt at failing to keep the promise of remaining just friends)

there were some tears from both.

but they still try to act like it didn't happen bc they don't want to risk their "friendship" (I'm just hurting myself at this point and potentiallyruinwhatever they had)

they just really wanted the other to be happy and thought a relationship where they barely see each other would only hurt them.

it takes a few "accidental" hook ups before they finally face the fact that they can't be apart anymore, being friends was not working anymore.

they have a heart-to-heart conversation, where they admitted that they still loved each other deeply. They realized that the fear of the unknown shouldn't keep them apart, and that they were willing to take the risk to be together once again.

the time apart and the pain worked to give them a newfound determination. They rekindled their relationship and vowed to make it work, despite the challenges of distance and uncertainty.

they cherished the time they had together, making the most of every visit and finding solace in the knowledge that their love was worth fighting for.

there were ups and downs, of course, but as we can see in the movie, they really made it work.

It was a very hard period of their lives, but ultimately it was necessary, it proved they really were the one for the other, it showed them too how willing to let the other go and put their happiness over their own they were.

While I think there definitely were some big fights along the way (no couple is perfect), I don't think they're were any more break ups, I don't think they'd want to go through that again, not when they're surer than ever that they love each other so much, they just couldn't see a life without the other as their partners. Instead they just kept with that communication skill they're so famous for.

Their love got stronger than ever, and more with each passing year, no way they're ever letting the other go

I hope I didn't just hurt myself, but also all of you <3

#ask box #anon #quogan #zoey 102 #zoey 101 #logan reese #quinn pensky #quinn x logan #angts #quogan headcanons #damn I got more angt hc than I thought #but I did end it in a good note at least lol

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