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redbullgirly · 3 months

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HI BABRIE! HI KEN! [part 3, LH44 smau]

Lewis Hamilton x pregnant!reader [social media au]

Masterlist & Hi Barbie! Hi Ken! [part 1, LH44 smau] & Hi Barbie! Hi Ken! [part 2, LH 44 smau]

Summary: Lewis and his "real-life Barbie" girlfriend Y/N Y/L/N have a secret they keep from the fans. Though it's only matter of time before they announce the happy news... it's not like it can stay hidden forever anyways.

Warnings: Pregnancy. Slight hate and bodyshaming towards Y/N. If you're not in the right headspace, please don't read it!🫶

Author's Note: After quite some time, hello! I'm so sorry this took so long, but life has been so busy and hectic last month I simply didn't have time and energy to write this sooner. Though I'm very glad for everyone who waited for this part and I hope you'll like it. It's probably not the last one, I have few ideas for more parts. But I don't want to promise anything, we all know how long this part took XD.

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lewishamilton So proud to support charity program for the involvement of children from disadvantaged families in sports yourusername has been working on for a few years now. All money raised from the friendly basketball match goes to the fond of the charity. Let's change lives of these talented kids together! 💫🙏🏾

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user1 basketball players should be grateful our king chose to be f1 driver 😌

user2 fr

yourusername together we can change the world for better!! 💫💕

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user3 You make our lives better by existing Y/N😍😍

user4 I think this is too idealistic lol

user5 queen speaking facts and keeping us motivated

user6 LET HER COOK 🗣🗣🗣

user7 Sir Lewis Hamilton is Sir for a reason 👑

mercedesamgf1 🙏🤍

user8 even though he'll be driving for ferrari next year mercedes still supports him!!!

user9 and what did you think? that they'll ignore him or hate him suddenly? he still got a whole season w them 🤣 plus it's all marketing

user10 nah i'll just live in delusion that admin loves lewis & y/n🥰🥰🥰🥰

user11 I love how you use your platform to raise awareness

user12 omg he's so hot 🥵

user13 Wait, why is Lewis at Y/N's charity event instead of her? I usually support her, but this is just weird... why can't she stand up for her own thing?

user14 RIGHT?! idk why she didn't even bother showing there

user15 Honestly I think that Lewis going there brings more attention to it than just her going there, and it's a good thing people are noticing this organization. Though I don't understand why she didn't go there as well 🤷‍♀️

user16 guys stop wtf she could be sick or smth

user14 or she's just another attention seeker... never liked her tbh

user16 the only attention seeker here is u user14 get a life and stop hating 😘

user14 i'm not hating, i'm stating facts and unlike y/n i don't need a man to do shit for me lmfao

user17 Y'all are really getting mad over nothing xddd

user18 Amazing work! 👏 you make the difference, Lewis😍🖤💛

user19 the fact he has pink pants bc it's y/n's fav color and it's for a charity event she helped organize... i want a man like him 😩

user20 He's down bad for her!!!

user21 I mean... who wouldn't, just look at her🤭

user22 fr what i'd give to talk to y/n once

user23 Our fashion barbie iconic Queen 💖💖

user24 Lew giving the little boy a fist bump🥹

user25 he is going to be a great dad one day

user24 Oh definitely!🫶

user26 can't wait for dad lewis

user27 omggg imagine little him and y/n running around the paddock 😭😭

user26 they'll be sooo cute istg

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yourusername japan grand prix w my favs 🇯🇵🤍

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lewishamilton 🤍🤍

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user1 awww i live for bf lewis

user2 YOU DESERVE SOMEONE BETTER

user3 and who would that be user2 ?? you? lmfao u wish🤣🤣

user4 the disrespect of writing these things under HIS COMMENT where he shows SUPPORT to HIS GIRLFRIEND...

user5 Lewis & Y/N 4ever 🫶

user6 omg look at roscoe baby so cute

user7 the teeth I can't🥹

user8 It's Roscoe's world and we're just living in it fr

alexandrasaintmleux so prettyyy 🙏🌺

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yourusername oh stoppp u are prettier 💓💐

user9 Girls supporting girls and wags supporting wags... that's what we like!!!!

user10 the fact lewis liked alex's comment w two accounts is the best thing that happened this week😭

user11 shut uppp I didn't even notice it before user10 😭 he's such a simp I love this 😭😭

user10 i knoooow😭

user12 finally you attended a grand prix this year!!!!

user13 😍😍😍😍😍

mercedesamgf1 It's always brighter with you in the paddock Barbie Y/N!💖

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yourusername next time i'm going all out w the pink 💖🫶

user14 the legend herselffff

user15 Admin is slaying and supporting Y/N 💁‍♀️

user16 MOTHER IS SERVING ONCE AGAIN🧎🏻‍♀️

roscoelovescoco Enjoying's dad's racing's w my's best's mum's ☺️🏎

yourusername enjoying dad racing w my best son 🥹💕

user17 not roscoe slowly learning y/n's slang and saying w instead of with🤭

user18 and the fact Lewis is the one really writing it... !!!!!

user19 They're such cute a family🥰

user20 mum and dad and son... I can't it's too adorable 🫠❤️‍🩹

user21 Literally the queen of f1 and gorgeousness keep slaying

user22 where is the usual barbie aesthetic?!😥

user23 fr I want pink dresses not blue trousers

user24 Guys she can wear whatever she wants

user23 yeah true but still... she already built that image so why not keep it wtf 🤷‍♀️

user25 Covering her fat stomach with the purse ewww 🤢🥴

user26 i wanna take u haters seriously... but I just can't xd

user27 if you have anger issues like me and don't like online trolls, pls stop scrolling people! there are so many dumb users from twitter in these comments!🙃

user28 I just don't get why they're hating on Y/N all of sudden... what did she ever do to them

user29 idk, probably bcs she wasn't active for a while (she was probably not feeling well or smth as she said in an interview few days back) and didn't attend any gp till japan this year (again she was probably sick so understandable)... plus lot of f1 "fans" are jealous bitches change my mind

user30 Internet always moves in waves and one time everybody loves u and then they hate u 😬

user31 yeah but it's so sad cause y/n is such a sweetheart🥺❤️

user32 I honestly wouldn't care about the haters if they didn't attack her body and the way she looks... that's down right embarrassing and disgusting

user33 AGREED user32

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lewishamilton It's hard to put into words how happy and excited we are. Can't wait to hold our baby in a few months and support my dearest love on every step of the way. Feeling blessed right now 🤍🪐

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charles_leclerc Well, that's a shocking news I didn't know about this time...😂

charles_leclerc But big congratulations!❤️

yourusername yeah we needed to give u heart attack w smth too 😉💋

susie_wolff Congratulations Lewis and Y/N, you will be great parents! 💫🫶

yourusername thx susie, we have great role models in u and toto!!! ✨❤️‍🩹

lewishamilton 🫶🏾🫶🏾

kellypiquet what a great news!🥹

yourusername love u kelly 💕

sebastianvettel Many congratulations!

lewishamilton Thank you Seb!

yourusername will u be the fun uncle??? pls seb 🥹🙏

sebastianvettel If you'll make me their godfather....

yourusername done deal 🤝

lewishamilton I-... fair enough, done deal

fencer EXCUSE ME?!! THAT'S NOT FAIR

charles_leclerc Yeah what is this favorism?!

yourusername guys it's seb how could we say no 😌✨

charles_leclerc True... fair enough then I guess 🙂

fencer I still feel VERY offended

yourusername charles don't use that ironic emoji on me and fencer u can have the second child

lewishamilton Darling that sounds like you're sacrificing our second child while the first one isn't even born yet...

yourusername whoops 🫢🙈

sebastianvettel Do you realize this is not a private conversation?

yourusername actually u can set selected comments private seb 😁

charles_leclerc Wait seriously?!

lewishamilton No, she's just testing if he's old enough to believe her 🙄

yourusername you're sour bc u believed me the first time i tried it love ☺️🫶

sebastianvettel This is exactly why I didn't have Instagram sooner.

charles_lecerc We love you Seb!❤️

yourusername yeah we do love u our new godfather!!!!💖

mercedesamgf1 Congratulations from the whole team!🤩🤍

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alexandrasaintmleux awww so happy for both of u!💞

yourusername hope you're prepared to be the fav auntie 🤭💋

alexandrasaintmleux anything for my little nephew or niece hamilton 🫡

scuderiaferrari The next world champion on the way?😍❤️

yourusername pls i hope they'll stay far away from racing 😭

scuderiaferrari Well... then we'll at least get another tifosi 😉

georgerussell68 Wishing all the best mate!

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landonorris Wooohooo congrats!!!

landonorris Wait- do y'all realize you'll be parents now? Like real REAL parents of an actual child?!

yourusername yeah lando that's how it usually works when u get pregnant 😊

landonorris Yeah but... wait! The child needs to be McLaren fan!

yourusername your mission to get all hamiltons to be your fan is getting more complicated, isn't it? 😂🫢

landonorris Shhhh Y/N it's a secret mission 🤫

yourusername oh my bad sry

yourusername wait why do i know about it then???

landonorris Ehhh... miscalculation?

yourusername tf lando 😭

lewishamilton I'm starting to think this baby will be our second child and Lando is our first...

landonorris Wow so can I officially say Lewis Hamilton is my daddy now?😀

lewishamilton NO

yourusername lando don't you dare or istg

landonorris Byeee parents!! 🤗

f1 Let's go! 💖👶

francisca.cgomes babyyyyy 🤎🍂

pierregasly Why the leaves?

francisca.cgomes bcs it's an autumn babyyyyy

yourusername love u kika 💕

pierregasly Oh congrats by the way!🫶

yourusername thx pierre 💕

logansargeant RAAAAAHHH 🇺🇸🦅

logansargeant Sorry alex_albon took my phone 😒 I wanted to say congratulations!🤍

alex_albon 😇

yourusername lol

yourusername but thx sm logan, you're such a sweetheart! 🫶

lilymhe I swear it'll be the cutest baby ever

yourusername babe it'll totally will if u say so 💋

kevinmagnussen 🙌

hulkhulkenberg Welcome to the dad's club on the grid Lewis! 😉

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oscarpiastri What a happy day, congratulations! 🧡

yourusername what's the orange heart doing here oscahh??? 🤨

oscarpiastri 💖

oscarpiastri Better now?

yourusername thx oscar sm for the congrats!🥰 also you should use my signature heart emoji more often 💖

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yourusername enjoying the barbie life 💖💐

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lewishamilton Beautiful, gorgeous and my Barbie!

yourusername awww my ken 💞🫶

user1 omg i love them sm

user2 I wanna have what they have

user3 the effect bf Lewis has on me should be studied 😩

user4 Just the fact he usually isn't active on ig and doesn't comment or anything... and she is the only exception😭🤭

user5 gorgeous literally so gorgeous

user6 The baby bump 🥹🥹

user7 and she looks so good with it too 🥹🥹

alexandrasaintmleux such good times hanging out with my fav barbie! 💋💖

yourusername the best times girly!!! 💕

user8 i live for this friendship

user9 Imagine these two next year in Ferrari garage together!😍

user10 literally the only good thing coming out of lewis leaving mercedes

user11 fr fr user10

user12 Are those flowers from Lewis???

roscoelovescoco Yeah's they'res from's dad's 🌻☺️

user13 OH MY GOD ROSCOE HIIII

user12 Can't believe Lewis Hamilton replied to my comment as his dog 😭

user13 lol user12 u really won life xd

user14 this is sooo cuteee 😻

user15 You and Alex look so good together! Hope you'll be friends forever!

kellypiquet where's the bag from? it's so pretty! 😍🤍

yourusername idk lew gave it to me for christmas last year... i'll ask and let u know!! 🤍🫶

kellypiquet 🫶

user16 The queens of the paddock right here 🙌

user17 still can't believe y/n & lewis are going to be parent in a few months

user18 RIGHT?! It's like a fever dream for me 😭

user19 Yeah i was excited for dad Lewis so long that now I can't believe it's finally happening 🤭❤️

user20 the best wag right here

user21 and soon the best mum!

user22 Ur STUNNING 😭💖

user23 Woman 💅

user24 proud to say i never hated on Y/N

user25 YES

user26 always knew she's the queen 👸💗

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lewishamilton My beautiful Barbie. The love of my life. My partner for good times and bad times. Mother of my child. The only woman I want to spend the rest of my life with. Y/N Y/L/N. 💖💫

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yourusername can't describe in words how much i love u lew!!! 💖💫

lewishamilton Love you too darling, so much!

user1 I can't 😭

user2 i wanna have what they have

user3 THE BEST COUPLE EVER

user4 if they ever break up love isn't real

user5 I'll tell my children they are the original Barbie & Ken

user6 my parents 🥰

user7 y'all don't understand how much i love them

user8 The best parents ever!!!!

roscoelovescoco Mums looking's gorgeous 🥹☀️

lewishamilton She in fact is.

yourusername my boys making me cry 🥹💓

roscoelovescoco Oh's no's mums don't cry's 🙁

yourusername don't worry baby it's happy tears 💞

user9 now I'm crying too... this is so sweet

user10 The reason they're my favs😍

user11 why is this so precious 😭😭

user12 so prettyyyy

kellypiquet Our Barbie looking like a goddess!💅🏻💝

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yourusername thx kelly!!!💕

user13 she's fr glowing 😻

user14 Thought she can't get more beautiful than she was before but pregnancy proved me wrong

user15 MARRY HER

user16 we love bf lewis dedicating whole post to y/n 🤭🤭

voguemagazine 🤩📸

user17 ariana what are u doing here?!??!!

user18 Even Vogue is an Y/N fan and we love it

user19 y'all don't understand how bad i need her to be on the cover of vogue or some other magazine 😩

user20 OMG user19 SHE WOULD SLAY IT TOO HARD

user21 You should marry her now!!! 💍💍

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user22 heyyy did someone else see lewis like it and then un-like it?!😧

user21 When the notification of roscoelovescoco liking my comment came up on my phone I nearly dropped it and screamed... like what? Excuse me sir!!! 😃

user23 LOL I love how he goes savage liking comments w his dog's account and then regrets it immediately xd

user24 guuuyyyssss what if it means we'll get proposal soon???☺️

user21 I wish!!!!

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THE END

Author's Note: Thank you for reading it to the end! I'll be very grateful for likes, comments, reblogs and every other sign of support. Also you can let me know if you think baby Hamilton will be a girl or boy 🤭. Have a great weekend! (Btw if someone wants to talk about their predictions for Saudi Arabian Grand Prix, they're welcomed bcs I don't have anyone to talk to about it XD)

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fountainpenguin · 8 months

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So in love with the Bdubs narrative...

"I stopped trusting Impulse, my secret girlfriend, ages ago because he's flirting with everyone, so it makes sense to side with the guy who's offering me a truce in the form of a clock."

"You can't kick me out of the base just because I'm on my red life. I built this place and I will simply not leave."

/neglects to mention he's still boogeyman when Tango brings him back. Like. why didn't you ride out the boogey curse until next episode and THEN ask to come back, you dummy (affectionate)

"It's fine to kill a teammate because he just set his spawn point in this room and all his stuff will be right here <3"

"Yeah I'll kill my fellow red ally because you promised me a life."

"Impulse, you would never kill me, right?" "... We're soulmates. We share hearts this season... Same team, Bdubs."

"When it was my turn to murder, I targeted the only guy who'd already died (a few minutes ago) because he was already on the way down emotionally; anyone else would have experienced an emotional roller coaster."

"It's okay that I stole from you a while back because NOW I'm coming with useful information. My morality is in the clear."

"I would turn on both my Day 1 allies so fast."

/crying over getting backstabbed, "What have I EVER done to SWEET IMPULSE??"

The entire rest of the episode snarking about how it's no fun to be backstabbed and Tango just "🙃 Thoughts and prayers, that must really suck. it must be the worst to get betrayed by someone you trusted. oh wow. oh man. who would do that? that's awful."

"I'm shooting my mom but it's just a prank."

"I won't defend you from Dad but I might try to stop you two from fighting."

All his allies like "I've just accepted the fact that I can't trust you while Etho's around because you'll betray me for him." / "Yeah, that's fair." They continue to let Bdubs stay in their base. He brags about how Etho lets him play pool in his basement and eat ice cream for breakfast. He would die for this man.

The fact that it's considered predictable that "of course Impulse gave you a clock again" so Cleo just sighs and asks to see it. Yeah of course Impulse clonked Bdubs on the head with that thing for another season, driving home I have not forgotten with every part of his being...

Nobody can trust this greasy little man and yet they adore him. He's just a sweetheart. Cinnamon roll. Everybody's angel. Haha he'll slam a sword through your stomach, loot your body, and walk off. He's never done anything wrong in his life btw.

I love the way Bdubs plays.

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vscabarca · 2 months

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immediate regret - pablo gavi

summary: gavi and you fought after a game, so you made him leave your apartment.

genre: angst, fluff

warnings: swearing

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„Can't you just shut the fuck up for once and not be so annoying? Bother someone else." Gavi yelled through the apartment, making your body flinch at his words.

„i'm just trying to help you!" You spoke in a distressed voice.

„i don't fucking need your help." He was still angry, yelling around the room without even looking at his girlfriend, throwing his hands into the air.

„Why does everything have to be a struggle with you?" You asked him in disbelief, your voice cracking mid sentence.

Barcelona lost against Real Madrid in el Clásico, the most important game of the season. Additionally to that, Gavi received his fifth yellow card, meaning he'll be suspended for the next game.

You knew how hot-headed he could become after bad games, but this was new. All you've wanted to do is make him feel better, so you tried to talk to him. The two of you had your arguments, yes, but he had never yelled at you before.

Gavi felt immediate regret in seeing you stand there almost in tears. He was quick in approaching you, trying to apologize to his girlfriend.

You backed up, feeling a familiar tightness in your throat as your vision became blurry.

Quietly, but with a firm voice you spoke to him.

„Leave my apartment." It wasn't much what came out, but enough to make Gavi widen his eyes in devastation.

„Pero nena... please, i didn't mean it like that." he argued with pity but you couldn't stand seeing him right now.

„No, i dont wan't you here tonight, not after what you've said." Your voice trembled but you still wanted him gone. Maybe that way you both could cool off a bit.

„Look, i'm sorry" Gavi wanted to embrace you in his arms, but you interrupted him.

„Just leave Gavi, i can't see you right now." Tears were streaming down your face, making it hard to breathe.

He looked at you once more with nothing but regret in his eyes and left your apartment with a huff.

In the car he scolded himself for being so reckless with you, trying to figure out why he said what he said. His temper after games often led to arguments between you two, always bickering about how gavi couldn't control his emotions very well.

You felt like time would do both good. You knew somehow you would fix this mess but didn't want to discuss this in the heat of the moment.

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Both slept worse than usal the next days, and the guilt ate Gavi up alive. His practice suffered from your fight, his mind was often somewhere else, thinking how to apologize to you.

He spoke to Pedri, getting some helpful advice in return and made his way back to your apartment.

You were currently watching a series to distract yourself from having no contact with Gavi for the last two days.

The knock on your door made your head turn as you did not expect anyone today. You opened the door, revealing Gavi on the other side.

He looked at you with a warm, small smile. In his hands were tulips.

„Can i come in?" Gavi asked carefully, waiting for your answer.

„Yeah come in." You answered, smiling slightly too.

The truth is you missed him very much, you hated fighting with him.

As you got seated, he placed the flowers onto the coffee table.

„you know, buying me flowers won't make me forgive you pablo." You raised your eyebrows at him.

„i know that, but i saw them and still wanted to give you something in addition to my apology." he replied chuckling. „i behaved like an idiot. i should've never screamed at you, you just wanted to help me. You know what a hot-headed kid i can be and I'm very sorry i took my anger out on you amor." he continued, holding your hands in his.

You smiled up at him, realizing he meant it.

„i know it means much to you, but i just want to help you with whatever you're dealing with. You could've just told me to leave you alone and i would've given you some time." you replied sincerely.

„i'm sorry amor. i promise it won't happen again. besides i had the worst two days without you. Am i forgiven?" Gavi asked once more as he scooted closer to you.

„Mhm. i've missed you too." you answered and leaned in for a kiss.

Gavi leaned in too, placing his plump lips on yours.

„i've missed your cuddles." you said as he pulled you down to him and wrapped his strong arms around your waist.

„Then lets watch something and cuddle." Gavi placed a sweet kiss on your head and snuggled closer to you if that was even possible.

#gavi x reader #pablo gavi x reader #pablo gavi #gavi #fc barcelona #football x reader #barça #fermin lopez #gavi one shot #football one shot

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flowerygrdn · 1 year

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MESS IT UP || r. cameron

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pairing: rafe cameron x reader

warnings: season 3 spoilers!! angst, rafe is still fucking crazy, and very sad.

summary: y/n and the pouges need to get to south america, but when rafe brings ward to the plane, he needs to talk to her one last time before she leaves.

a/n: wanted to write something sad, but i will be writing some smut next 😏 also this is hella short, sorry.

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As my friends are bickering about Kiara and Jj, the engine of a motorcycle begins to grow closer. I see it first, two people are on it and then suddenly, it stops in front of us. Everyone turns their heads and the riders take their helmets off. Rafe's eyes meet mine for a split second before Ward falls off the bike. He rushes to his side and starts yelling at us to help him.

"Don't just stand there, help!" He yells, then Sarah rushes to his side and helps get Ward up. They run up the steps to the plane and I stay still in my spot.

"No, hell no. I am not getting on a plane with them." Pope states. I agree, I don't want to be on a plane with Rafe. Especially not after everything he's done. I thought he loved me, but he cared more about what his horrible father thought of him than me. Pope and John B go back and for the before Sarah steps off. She goes on a rant about how it's her father's plane and if we want to find another way we can.

Soon, Rafe steps off and Pope glares at him.

"Pope, not here," I warn him. As Rafe gets to the bottom of the steps Pope's hand comes to his shoulder.

"We're not done." Rafe shoots him a glare and walks away. Cleo makes sure Pope gets on the plane. Rafe looks at Sarah and there's a weird silence for a few seconds.

"Please take care of him." She brushes past him. I stay in my spot, I know he's going to try to talk to me, but I don't want him to. John B goes to walk past him, but he stops him.

"You do anything to him, anything, I swear to god I'll find you." They glare at each other for a few seconds before John B walks away.

"Y/N!" He yells over his shoulder. I slowly start walking but I feel a large hand grab my wrist before I could touch the steps.

"Y/N..." Rafe steps closer so his nose brushes over my temple.

"What," I say, I don't look at him, because if I do, my walls will break down again.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I messed it all up and I regret every moment of it. If I could do it all over, I would have done it differently. I love you, only ever you." He presses his forehead to the side of mine and I can feel tears start to fall down his face. I finally turn to face him and every piece of my heart breaks at the sight of his face.

"Rafe..." My hands cup his face and he breaks down even more.

"I need you to know that I'm sorry. I need you to know I love you. I need you to know everything, y/n." I press my forehead to his.

"I know, Rafe. I know, and I know you can be better than this. Promise me that you're going to try. Try to get better. When I get back, I'll find you and I'll help you." Our noses brush against one another and tears start to pool in my eyes as well.

"I promise, y/n." I nod then lean up to press a kiss on his lips. He pulls me closer to deepen it. My heart shatters even more. I love him so much, I've never stopped.

"Goodbye, Rafe." I turn away because if I don't, I'll stay. I need to help Jonh B right now. I hear Rafe's broken sobs behind me and the tears in my eyes finally fall as the plane door shuts. He's gone, I'm gone. Even if I do make it back, I know I can never go back to him, because he'll never change. Not even for me.

#rafe cameron #rafe cameron x reader #rafe x y/n #rafe x reader #rafe cameron fanfiction #rafe smut #rafe cameron fic #rafe obx #rafe cameron x you #rafe cameron angst #rafe cameron fluff #outer banks #obx season 3 #obx3 #outer banks season 3 #obx imagine #emma's bullshit ♡

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fruit3milk · 2 years

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--> Alpha! Arataki Itto x Omega! Male Reader : "Rut Season" 18+! <3

Warnings! + Content: ABO dynamics, concepts, and universe, breeding kink, knotting, heavy smut, NSFW, amab anatomy, he/him pronouns

Summary! : Itto is going through his rut cycle and is just an incredibly horny man😌 pure smut

Minors, Fujoshi/danshi, Fem-aligned DNI!!!

Itto had been gone all morning, afternoon, and evening. The only time you saw actually saw him today was when you woke up, earlier than him as usual, only to see Itto quickly and quietly slipping out of your shared tent. You thought it was strange but figured he just wanted to train extra hard today. That was until he missed dinner and now it was around 9:30. You stayed pacing around the campfire, wondering what could have had him out there for so long. A member of the gang was heading towards his tent to turn in for the night when he spotted you. "You stayin' up late Y/N?" He asked. "Yeah I just, I want to make sure Itto gets back.. He's been training all day I think." You replied in a worried tone. "Ah well that's the boss for you, I'm sure he'll be back as soon as he notices it's dark. I'll see ya in the morning yeah?" He smiled softly and entered his tent, heading to bed for the night. "Yeah..good night.." You said quietly. It was around 10:15 when you finally saw a familiar figure approaching the campsite and bonfire. Once he got into the light you noticed it was indeed Itto. He looked exhuasted and somehow fevered. "Itto?..are you ok?" His head raised quickly when he heard your voice, his expression changing into one of worry and fear. "Y-Y/N..what are you doing still up? You should've been asleep by now it's almost 10:30-." You cut his sentence off. "I'm supposed to be asleep? What about you? You were gone all day and I-, I was worried about you.." Your voice trailed off as you finished your sentence, your tone becoming melancholic. "I-..I'm sorry Y/N, but there's a serious reason I promise! I'm just- just kinda going through something right now." Your brows furrowed upwards in a concerned expression. You approached Itto slowly, him backing up and jolting a little. "Itto? I won't hurt you dear you know that. What's going on baby?, talk to me." You said using that nurturing, soft voice of yours. His guard came down slightly, enough for him to open up to you. "I- can we go inside to talk about this?" He lowered his voice to a whisper. "I don't want the others to know what's going on.." You nodded your head and held your hand out for Itto to take. "Of course we can." You said with a soft smile. He hesitantly took your hand in his, grasping it tight. You lead both of you to your shared tent, making sure to tie and zip it up tight so no one could disturb you. He sat down on the multiple blankets and pillows on the ground, sighing and covering his face with both his hands. You sat next him gently, trying to find a way to word your next sentence. "What's going on honey?" He lowered his hands and took a deep breath. "I've been-, um, well I guess there's no easy way to put this but.." He turned his head to the side to face you. His cheeks were flushed red and his eyes showed desperation, but for what? "You know I'm an alpha right?" You nodded your head and listened intently to him. "Well..I think it's um- mating season for my kind and..and my rut started last night.." Your eyes widened and suddenly all the pieces fit together perfectly. "Ohh.., is that why you left so early this morning?" He looked to the side, almost ashamed. "I had to..'cause I knew I wasn't gonna be able to..to control myself around you, ya know? You just..you look so cute all the time and with my rut I just- I just didn't want to freak you out or..do something weird around you? God I don't even know how to explain it-" Your hand gently raised to place itself upon Ittos' shoulder. "You're ok dear, I don't judge you at all. You can't control when it comes or goes..if anything, you know I'd be more than happy to help you" His eyes lit up and he looked like he couldn't believe what you just said. His face became even more flushed if possible. "H-help me? Are you sure? I mean- you do know what that means right?" You smirked softly with a chuckle. "Of course I know what that means."

Itto had you face down ass up, his hips slamming against yours. He was panting almost like a dog. His nails dug into your hips, leaving deep scratch marks that drew blood. You couldn't care though, you were lost in that scent of his he gave out. Those drowning pheromones of his..It was all too good it put you in a trance. It filled up all your senses, almost persuading you and tempting you. Your moans were sometimes muffled by the pillows you bit into, other times you were screaming out in pleasure too aroused to care if anybody else heard. "Fuuuck~ you feel so good babyboy~" Itto breathlessly let out as he pounded that big cock of his inside you. One of his hands came up to tangle itself tightly in the back of your hair. He didn't pull you up though, just roughly tugged and kept a tight hold on you. You could barely think, only hearing the loud squelching and praises from Itto. "I-Itto~! Too fast~ t-too much~!" You moaned out as you tried your best to keep up with his frantic and harsh movements. Itto tried his best to calm his pace but it was basically the same as before. He couldn't help it, he couldn't think about anything else other than breeding you right here, right now. He let go of your hair though, using both of his hands to massage your hips. He tried his best to be as gentle as he could but his body just wouldn't accommodate that. Truly though, you didn't mind one bit. You couldn't help loving every bit of it. His roughness, the brutality of his thrusts against you, his primal need to just fuck you tired. You loved everything he gave you. His low groans of pleasure put you even deeper into submission. Your mouth stuck in an "O" shape as you got rammed into. His cock hit every single sweet spot inside you. The way his tip grinded against and abused your prostate pushed plea's and begs for more out of you. "Itto~!...fuck me more~♡! Please~!" You raised your hips up as far as you could, your toes curling in pleasure as your body was forced up and down by Itto's thrusts. Drool escaped from the sides of your grinning mouth, your eyes could barely stay open, almost crossed. Itto's hips seemed to never stutter or slow down, putting you in a fucked out haze. You couldn't resist the sinking feeling in the bottom pits of your stomach. "C-cumming!~ I'm- I'm gonna~!" A loud and high moan halfway left your throat, your little cock squirting all over the blankets and pillows beneath you. Itto on the other hand was still going at it. His aggressive pace overstimulating you way more than you were ready for. "Just a little longer baby..you're being such a good boy for me~♡ just relax~" That was easy for itto to say, he wasn't the one being pounded into the floor right now. You couldn't form sentences anymore, only lewd mumbles and choked out words left your lips. Itto was using you as a toy at this point, forcing your hips against his with his deathly tight grip on you. Soon, you felt his cock twitch inside you and a hot, thick liquid filling you up. Itto rutted into you, stopping his thrusts completely after a minute or two after. Your breathing was deep and exhausted mixing with his quick breaths. Itto slowly leaned down behind you, kissing the sides of your cheek and jaw before whispering lowly to you:

"Can you go for another round babe?..maybe more?"

♡ A/N's ♡ : Heyo! I hope this was ok as I'm still new to writing smut and fanfics in general. If you have any helpful tips or advice feel free to drop it!

If you guys would like a part 2 to this I would also love writing another part(ilovewritingittosmut).

I'm also currently working on a Kaeya x Male Reader fic!

Also should ya boy open smut requests? 👁👁 I would like to see what ya'll got

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perksofbeingpoet · 21 days

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a small thing that is promised to calm todd down when everything gets too overwhelming is playing with or brushing his hair.

which, unfortunately, is way too intimate a thing to ask his friends for- they help as good as they can already, trying to be quieter when todd gets that very intense look, passing him food that isn't too spicy or salty, talking loudly when a teacher is looking for people to get up front to the board, so that they'll gleefully pick the loudmouth.

but this is different; involves a kind of gentleness, of vulnerability that todd can't ask for. it means baring the parts of him that are most sensitive, revealing he's a baby bird in thunderstorms, asking for whispers and warmth in a place that doesn't offer these things.

neil still finds out.

which shouldn't come as a surprise to todd - neil has a way of catching him where he's most vulnerable, closing his palms around him as if he was a ladybug in a child's hand. careful now, don't hurt it. i'll keep it safe. i'll carry it off the pavement, put it where the grass sprouts in may-coloured strands.

so neil finds out, when they're laying on todd's bed (better sun in the evening), neil reading the script of his newest play, todd just breathing, trying to match the tides of neil's heartbeat below him, trying to slow down his own. and neil isn't sure what happens, because to his mind, nothing's changed, but suddenly todd's eyes have that frozen panic in them.

neil thinks he can feel the way todd's drowning in his own thoughts, and todd's thoughts tend to be quicksand in these moments. it's desparation, in the end, that gets neil to bury his left hand in todd's hair, carefully weaving his fingers through the sandy strands. he knows it's silly, but the urge to physically wipe the thoughts off todd's head is what makes him lightly trace his nails across the other's scalp, gentle, always so gentle.

and todd melts.

his breathing slows, and suddenly he's back, and neil's heart flutters like a dragonfly drying off its wings. he can help. not much, not always, but he can try.

he soon discovers that it helps after showers, too - todd is embarrassed enough to snap at him the first time, the first time neil's heard him rashly angry, but it only takes todd a week to come back and apologise, to say neil was right, but could he not make a big deal out of it. (and neil perry, king of theatrics, doesn't)

because showers can be overwhelming in these times, when todd's mind is a bridge wobbling on brittle foundations- standing there all wet, knowing he'll need to get out the stall, and dry off, and get his clothes and put them on and they'll still stick to him a bit and his toes will stay wet because the floor is cold, and- it's too much.

but neil can brush his hair, still wet and darker than usual, and the scratch of it along his scalp grounds him, puts his thoughts on a leash. neil will hum a song, and todd will ache with the sweet cruelty of love, the stinging tenderness of vulnerability.

and when todd gets into bed in exam season, and the sheets are fluffy and full of fresh air, smelling of spring and melancholy, he breathes in deeply through his nose. and neil walks over to him for a second before going to his own bed, three extra steps that make todd close his eyes and bury his face in the pillow.

and he runs a hand through todd's hair, and it feels like warm notes on a cello. like autumn sun falling through tall tree trunks, like a mug of cocoa, like a childhood kitchen table. his fingers trace lines across todd's scalp, reminiscent of the contrails of the plane that divides the sky three years later, like neil is already dreaming of it.

todd breathes and smiles.

good night, little poet <3

(i put this on ao3 even though it's ridiculously short, so you guys know what that means- the time of poet writing dps fanfiction has started, and the next ones are gonna be way longer)

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ghostkingdoesstuff · 4 months

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A friendly reminder I am not to be held accountable for the things I'm about to say. Percy Jackson Season 1 FINALLY (SPOILERS BUT THAT'S THE LEAST OF YOUR PROBLEMS)

The visceral noise I made eating popcorn as Luke said "look you didn't ask to be a half-blood" caused an earthquake in Alaska, I'm sorry I was facing northwest.

"Riposte" I'm sorry, no I'm sorry no-

Also, the background of the sword fighting scene was very pretty.

Poseidon showing up for his son!!! Letts gooooooo! THE WEIGHT OF THE OCEAN UPON YEE!!!

Right in the heel, it's gotta hurt!

Percy asked his uncle to please return his mom, wholesome family gold.

"He'll kill you." "I done to stop running from monsters." "You're gonna need all the luck you can get." The show gets why these two work. Friends before anything else.

Glory as a theme is something that I like that the show highlights more. But Grover is right. at least send an insurance email or something. A quick "on my way, please don't kill anyone"

Dropping the master bolt on some poor dudes desk, legendary.

Olympus is so fucking beutiful omg

I'm gonna cry if Luke and Percy are in the same scene as each other in this episode again. ILL DO IT! THAT'S A THREAT!

The dead silence, I'm shitting omg... yes I know what happens and?

Followed by "I didn't steal it! Neither did any of my friends" IM GONNA CRY! IM GONNA DO IT

The pin strip suit, the sky blue paisley tie, the presence, the voice, THE KING OF THE GODS PEOPLE

Lotta talk for someone so small and scary

POISIDEN GETTING BETWEEN HIS SON AND HIS BROTHER I'M GONNA THROW UP

POSIDEN AND ZEUS SPEAKING GREEK I'M GONNA PISS

THE SEA DOES NOT LIKE TO BE RESTRAINED (🎶BRING ON THE MONSTERS BRING ON THE REAL WORLD!!!🎶)

SALLY JACKSON TEACHING PERCY GREEK I'M GONNA-

"Of course we dream. why do you ask?" "Do you ever dream about mom?" ;-;

Thalia looking strudy as ever.

"Ready?" NO FUCK YOU NO

Another reminder I am not to held liable for anything I might say, you need only see how many times I've listened to "Last day of Summer" from The musical to understand how much I've thought of this moment in fictional time.

Confirmation that Luke was indeed what mattered most in the end? I'm gonna make myself cry shit-

Honestly, this Percy might be too smart for his own good. Bro's never gonna live this heartbreak down.

"You...I'm here to recruit." I- fucking- AHHHH

"OUR WAY OUT" RICK YOU BASTARD I HOPE YOU ROT IN ASPHODEL

"Stop saying "we"!" "It’s the word Zeus fears the most."

AND SHE HEARD EVERYTHING! Wasn't she supposed to be watching Clarrise? He'll, if Percy could figure it out, I'm sure Annabeth would. It's worth it to see that LOOK on Luke's face. I'm sorry. Feel the weight of your actions, man.

Miss my old friend the pit scorpion but I also like my new friend "the first scars we gave eachother"

He knows Luke won't hurt him physically, but the psychic damage hurts more and has lasting status de buffs.

"Just be a kid" that's it

"I'll find you" that's it

Promising to meet again next summer...Percy just you wait.

THE FAKE OUT OF A LIFETIME

"Grandpa" "don't call him that"

They are the ultimate mother son duo

BLUE PANCAKES!

Kinda hate that Sally didn't intentionally do a murder, or at least she has a lot more possible deniability now, but I hope she still makes a sweet sale on that sculpture!

And that's it! Fuck it's over what to do now... RE READING THE LIGHTING THEIF LIFE BLOG COMING SOON! As well I'll probably drop a summary of my thoughts on the whole season at some point soon! Happy Finally, y'all! Can't wait to see the discorse!

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mlmmetalhead · 2 years

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Steve Harrington with a boyfriend headcanons

Male reader.

I remember being annoyed by Steve in the first season and look where I am now.

Writing this while almost dying from the amount of cold milk I drank.

It was really hard for him to comprehend and accept his feelings towards a guy.

Your relationship started as really close, if not best friends.

I don't think he'd be able to accept his feelings towards a guy, unless they knew each other really well.

Really oblivious as well.

So even if you thought you were dropping obvious hints, they all went right over his head.

Cut him some slack, I don't think he ever even thought about a same-sex relationship.

When he started feeling funny about his friend, immediately rushed to Robin for advice.

If I'm being honest, she probably caught onto your attempts almost immediately after they started, so she was pleasantly relieved when Steve's braincells finally worked, as they do once in a while.

She pretended to hear about this for the first time, gave him some of the most obvious pieces of advice and called it a day.

Probably ended up embarrassing himself, because he thought you were supposed to come up with a different strategy to score a guy.

He tried, but ended up just turning back to his god awful pickup lines, just a little... Different.

"When I'm around you I can't think straight."

"... Are you okay?"

"I don't need a spoonful of sugar to swallow you."

"What the fuck-"

You end up just asking him out yourself, since every single one attemt of his fails miserably.

So happy it's unbelievable.

Literally jumping in his place with fists clenched.

Goes home and just runs around his bedroom until he gets tired.

Since it's still the 80s, you two can't have public dates and expression of PDA, which is why every single one of your dates is "just hanging out with a friend".

It takes time since he's fully used to call you his boyfriend, but he's really exited he can actually do that.

Will try so hard to set up a perfect date, but it'll all crumble down somehow in the end.

Truth to be told, it's his favourite kind of dates, memory wise.

There's a lot more to remember from a date that went wrong, then from a quiet, nice one.

Not to mention how much he likes it when you console and reassure him, he feels so much better in your arms.

Again, mostly because he isn't used to not needing to be seen as a "leader" of the relationship, it'll be really hard for Steve to ask for praise and reassurance when he needs it, and he needs a lot.

You might have to make the first move here, again.

A lot of work is required from you in this relationship, actually. Because Steve for the love of god, will not speak up about his problems himself.

Not at first, anyway.

But when you notice he's been off, when you ask him, and make him feel better, even if it's just something as simple as a cuddle session, he'll melt. Almost physically, he just loves you so much.

On to the more general stuff,

Sometimes, you just happened to tag along on Steve's and his kid's crew adventures.

Then, "sometimes" becomes "every time", and then, whenever you aren't there, someone always goes "Call Y/N!"

Were you asking for this? Hell no.

Are you complaining? Not really.

Every time this happens, Steve is going to apologize profusely every chance he gets, because he genuinely feels like you don't want to be there.

"Y/N, I'm so, so sorry, really, you can go the next chance you get, I promise it's okay no one's going to-"

"It's alright, babe, I'm not complaining."

"No, but you actually can go home, I promise I won't be-"

"I said it's okay, Steve, I am okay with this."

But this comes mostly from how much he cares for you, and doesn't want you hurt because of, what he feels like, is his responsibility.

Again, I somehow always end up with discussing serious matters.

I don't know where to put this hc but here, but he adores cats. Loves 'em.

If you have a cat, will not leave it alone whenever he comes over. He'll talk to it in a baby voice while cradling it like a child.

If you don't, you'll sometimes hear something along those lines:

"Y/N, can you move in with me and adopt a cat? Please?"

"Why can't you just adopt a cat on your own?"

"Because then it'll be your cat! Y'know, a special one."

If you're on a date and Steve spots a cat walking around, y'all are not leaving the location, until the cat will get fed up with his antics.

If you'll visit him while he's working shift at Scoops, will refuse to leave the counter even after you've made you order, staring at you with practical hearteyes, making it painfully obvious to everyone in the cafe.

He likes getting you little things.

Can get you a literal piece of junk he found somewhere at the mall, and will say:

"This reminded me of you."

With the most loving expression ever.

And you won't be able to reject it, goddamnit.

Overall, he's a lovesick dummy, take care of him, even if he wants to seem as the one in control, he really just needs a hug.

#x male reader #x reader #stranger things #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x male reader #steve harrington #stranger things x reader #stranger things x male reader #🍷 mlmmetalhead

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d1xonss · 4 months

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Desert Rose

Chapter 34 ~ Come with me

✧ Pairing : Daryl Dixon x Rose

✧ Era : Season 3

✧ Word Count : 6.4k

In this chapter ~ Amongst all the chaos to escape Woodbury, Daryl somehow gets captured by the members of the town in a fit to find his brother. However, they get lucky as they were able to escape from the Governor's clutches. But things don't go as smoothly as they hoped, not everyone accepting Merle back into the group after everything. Leaving Daryl with the hardest decision he had yet to be faced with.

We all slowly gathered by the front door, Daryl pulling out another smoke bomb to cover our tracks as we prepared to run. As Rick began to slowly count down with a raise of his hand, I pulled my gun back out and loaded it quietly, holding it by my side. He finally opened the door open a crack, throwing the smoke bomb into the streets and waiting until the white smoke rose into the sky, rushing out of the building quickly the second we saw it was enough to cover us.

All of us got low to the ground, trying to make it back towards the front gates as fast as we could, but we didn't make it very far before there was sudden gunfire coming from all around us, spotting where we were through the thick clouds. I raised my gun up towards the figures up on the roofs, firing at them until they ducked back down to avoid the flying bullets. The rest joined in as they protected Maggie and Glenn in the middle, shooting the few that hid behind things in the streets.

We quickly spotted a brick wall we could hide behind, rushing over towards it as we all stayed low to the ground, the automatic gunfire not seeming to stop. Daryl and I kept peeking around the corner, shooting at the ones coming closer to us, until he lightly shoved me back behind the wall with the others and out of sight, almost falling back on my ass.

"How many?!" Rick yelled over the chaos.

"I didn't see!" Oscar claimed.

"Don't matter," Daryl muttered, picking through the bag for another smoke bomb, "There's gonna be more of em, we need to move."

I maneuvered around his hunched over figure, leaning out again to fire behind the wall while they were trying to figure out our next move. Ducking out of the way fast, I winced as I almost got grazed with a bullet, missing me by only a hair it seemed like.

"You guys go ahead, m' gonna lay down some cover fire." Daryl suddenly announced.

My head snapped over to him as I got back down low to the ground, "No fucking way, you're not going out there alone."

"It's too hairy, I'll be right behind ya." he promised with a nod.

I shook my head at him but before I could argue again, he placed a quick kiss on my forehead, "Stay safe. I love you." he muttered quickly before backing away to throw another smoke bomb out towards the people.

He watched as the clouds began to rise again, not hesitating in the slightest as he ran out into the crowd without another word. Standing there for only a second or two, I ran to follow him, completely ignoring his requests. He was absolutely out of his mind thinking he could cover all of us by himself, even more out of his mind thinking I would listen to him. But before I knew what was happening, an arm was yanking me back harshly before I could get too far.

I looked up to see Rick dragging me back as he kept his eyes behind my head, making sure we wouldn't get caught, "Let me go! He can't go alone!" I yelled.

"He can handle himself." he said now looking down at me, "He'll be right behind us, but we have to move now!"

"Rick, are you an idiot?! He's going after his brother!"

His face faltered for a second as it seemed to click in his head, but we didn't have time to argue as bullets whipped by us in a flash, making my head spin. I took out my gun again, shooting people that were the closest to us, before turning my attention back in the direction Daryl ran. Squinting through all the smoke, I couldn't pinpoint his figure anywhere. All I could do now, is pray that somehow I was wrong about where he was headed.

My feet moved fast as I followed behind the group towards the front gate, seeing we were finally almost home free. We rushed towards the large bus that was parked conveniently right by the gate and Oscar quickly got up on it to help Glenn over the gate first while Maggie and I covered them. My eyes followed Rick who stood a bit further away from us, still shooting at the people approaching.

After a few more seconds, I noticed he ran out of bullets, ducking his head back down to reload. My eyes glanced back up to watch for him, only to see a single man walking in the streets towards us, raising his gun up quickly to aim as Oscar and Glenn. I didn't have much time to react, yelling at them to duck and raising my own weapon the second I saw what was happening, but it was too late. Oscar let out a yell in pain and fell off the bus right in front of my feet.

"No!" I yelled as I fired towards the stranger, nailing him right in between the eyes before rushing over to see where the bullet hit him.

His eyes were open as the last moments of shock still evident on his face, blood coming out of a spot on his cheek from where the bullet pierced his skin. I cursed loudly in defeat, my eyes whipping back up to yell Rick's name so he would get his ass back over to us and over this gate. He noticed me calling his name within a second, running back over towards us from across the street.

I placed my hand on Maggie's shoulder, pushing her to move towards the bus to join Glenn on top to help him get over.

Rick finally made it by my side and started to climb up first while I waited for any sign of Daryl. My eyes scanned all around the area but I couldn't see him anywhere from where I was standing, I could only hear the continued gunshots being fired all around.

"Rose!" Rick yelled.

I looked back to see him holding his hand out for me to take. I hesitated slightly and looked out one more time, before groaning in frustration and taking his hand, letting him pull me up in one swift movement. Once I got on top of the bus I yelled Daryl's name, hoping he would hear me and move his ass to get out of here with us. But there wasn't a response, and my heart sank as I automatically assumed the worst.

But at the very last second, I heard his voice in the distance yell, "GO!" as loud as he possibly could. Relief filled my chest knowing that he was alive, but that didn't stop me from moving back down off the vehicle to help him. I wasn't about to abandon him, not in a million years.

But Rick was quick to catch my arm again as if he predicted my movements, "Rose, we have to go!"

"No, I'm not just leaving him!" I argued.

"He'll be okay, we'll come back if we have to. But we have to leave now! They're still shooting!"

I shook my head, "Then you go!" I yelled stubbornly, moving back to try and climb the rest of the way back down the bus. Rick was faster however and grabbed me by my waist, easily hoisting me over his shoulder as he swiftly jumped over the gate. I thrashed around in his arms, demanding for him to put me down but he kept a strong grip on me, not daring to let me go back.

I didn't stop fighting the whole way down, hitting him repeatedly as all the blood rushed to my brain. Though he didn't falter, carrying me all the way back to the abandoned car we first found, right outside the gates. He knew in the back of his mind that the second he put me down, I would just run back into Woodbury looking for Daryl, but I needed to know that he was okay. His dumbass was about to make a huge mistake and Rick and I both knew that.

He finally put me down on my ass once we were out of sight and I immediately shot up, but he instantly pushed me back down just as fast, "Enough." he whisper yelled.

I snapped, "Don't enough me! Daryl is still in there and we didn't even try to go back for his stubborn ass! Whose idea was it anyway to let him go and do that on his own?"

"It was his idea." he deadpanned.

"I know it was his idea, but you let him! You didn't even try to stop him!"

I could see Glenn and Maggie out of the corner of my eye, watching us yell back and forth with widened eyes. But I couldn't bring myself to care about the audience we had, he had no right to force me out of those gates when one of our people was still back there alone.

He sighed heavily, "There was no point in arguing with him back there. Just like there's no point in arguing with you right now." he snapped.

I impulsively shoved his chest in anger, causing him to back away a few steps, "You had no right to-"

My voice interrupted with a swig snapping, and the woman slowly coming out from behind the trees as she caught up to us. But her face was covered in blood and bruised, her breathing heavy as she walked up to us.

Rick quickly walked towards her with his gun aimed at her head, "Where the hell were you?"

She didn't answer him, and he demanded her to put her hands up to which she reluctantly did. He took her sword out from behind her back and put his gun down, "Get what you came for?" he asked bitterly.

"Where are the rest of your people?" she asked.

"They got Oscar." Glenn stated sadly.

"And Daryl's missing...you didn't see him?" I asked anxiously.

She shook her head at me as Rick sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose, "If anything happens to him-"

I cut him off, "So now you care?"

"I've always cared!" he snapped at me, "I just didn't want you to risk your life out there like that. That was stupid!"

I glared at him, "What's stupid is having this discussion right now. We should be going back for him, we're just wasting time! Look what they did to Glenn!" I said pointing at him, "They could be doing worse to him for all we know. I'm going back."

"We're going back." he corrected.

"Fine!" I snapped with raised arms, "Get your shit together and if you're not ready in about two minutes, I'm leaving without you." I said before walking back towards the gate.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ DARYL POV *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

After the bag was ripped off of my head, all I saw was my brother and a crowd was around us in some kind of arena, chanting at us to kill each other. I didn't know what to do or how I was going to get out of this, my breathing picking up in panic as I knew that I had really fucked up. I was starting to feel pretty stupid for what I did, knowing I should've just gone with the rest of them. I wanted to see Merle, but not like this. Not when the both of us were tied up, being forced to entertain all these assholes.

My eyes slightly widened suddenly when I caught sight of Andrea out of the corner of my eye trying to get to the "Governor" to stop this, but he ignored her, with a cold and evil look on his face. I knew there was no getting out of this and all I could seem to think about was Rose. I hoped she made it out okay, but I knew if she did and she saw me, she would really be laying it into me about how I took off. It almost made me chuckle at the thought, but then remembered the situation I was in.

Damn this woman really messed with my head. But I loved it.

Suddenly The Governor spoke, and someone behind my back cut my hands free, "I asked you where your loyalties lie. You said here, so prove it. Prove it to us all. Brother against brother. Winner goes free, fight to the death!"

The crowd erupted into cheers. My eyes scanned everything nervously at the people screaming, and only hoped that Merle would do something to stop this. But who was I kidding, knowing him he probably wanted this.

"Y'all know me!" he suddenly boomed with a grin on his face, "I'm gonna do whatever I gotta do to prove-" he cut himself off, turning around swiftly to punch me in the stomach and I doubled over in pain.

"-That my loyalty is to this town!" he finished and kicked me in the gut once again.

He got down to my level on the ground, starting to punch and beat me as much as he could despite my attempts to fight back. My attention was only diverted away from his face for a moment as I heard snarls coming from my right. I saw that they had walkers in chains being brought out into the small circle they created. Only to make their little game more interesting.

Merle then raised his fist to hit me again but I instead landed a punch in his side while still down on the ground. I quickly got up and tried to tackle him but he got on top of me quicker, kicking me in the stomach and moving up to hover over my chest. I quickly wrapped my hands around his throat while he took his fake arm and pressed it tightly against mine, the people around us going wild.

"Ya really think this asshole is gonna let you go?" I asked as I heaved desperately for air.

"Just follow my lead little brother. We're getting out of this right now." he said before suddenly letting go, offering me his hand to pull me up to my feet.

We now stood with our backs facing each other, looking at the walkers they put around us. I raised my hands to defend myself while Merle copied my actions, pushing and punching the walkers away from us as best as we could without any weapons. The crowd started to boo from behind us, seeing as we now teamed up against the real threat rather than taking each other down.

I turned back around quickly when I heard one of the walkers now getting closer to me, so close that it was right about to touch me. But before I could even get the chance to shove it away, a single bullet went through its head, falling limp to the ground.

My eyes shot up, darting around to see where the shot came from before two more rang out, two people dropping dead in the crowd.

Everyone began to scream as they saw the dead bodies that were suddenly by their feet, beginning to run out of the small arena to spare their own lives. But I stayed still, scanning around the place to figure out who was causing all the damage, before my eyes suddenly stopped right behind a dumpster. It was Rose and Rick, standing together side by side as they continued to shoot.

Rose's eyes eventually fell on me, noticing that I had already found her in the chaos as I smiled gratefully at her, but she only gave me a pointed look before she kept shooting. Yep, she was pissed.

Rick then stopped momentarily, throwing another smoke bomb into what was left of the crowd of people, giving us the perfect opportunity to get the hell out of here. I moved around cautiously, looking for an opening and gesturing for Merle to follow me the second I saw a split in the number of people still running around us frantically.

I rushed towards the dumpster, spotting the man who had taken my crossbow and immediately snatched it back from him as I continued running. Merle punched him in the face for no reason as he passed the guy, sprinting to keep up with my steps. I saw a flashlight shining through all the smoke, Rick signaling us over as he continued to turn it off and on again.

As soon as I was close enough, I crashed into Rose so hard that I nearly knocked her off her feet, feeling her steady herself beneath me before she began to hug me back tightly.

"You okay?" I asked her, pulling away and placing my hands on the sides of her face.

She shook her head, "I should be asking you that. What the hell were you thinking?!" she snapped as she shoved me away.

"Hey, you can yell at me as much as ya want for all I care, but right now we gotta move." I said quickly before she could get another word in.

She sighed and nodded her head, grabbing my arm to lead me out through the darkness. Rick began leading the way with his gun out, ready to shoot anyone that tried to cross us as he tried to figure out which way would be best to take.

Merle saw his hesitation as his eyes looked around, "They're all at the arena, this way!" he yelled.

"You're not coming with us." Rick snapped.

"You really want to do this now?" he asked while bending over near the gate, prying open a part of the metal so we could get out.

The three of us waited impatiently while he worked, looking around to make sure no one was coming at us from behind at Merle took his sweet ass time. I didn't miss the looks that Rick was giving me out of the corner of his eye, almost screaming at me about how much he didn't want my brother here with us. But I didn't have a choice. I wasn't leaving him behind again. I couldn't.

Merle finally managed to get a big enough hole through the gate, turning back to Rose as he smirked, "Ladies first." he gestured.

"Then go ahead." she clapped back without missing a beat.

He scoffed before turning to squeeze through the opening, watching as Rose was quick to follow him out to the other side once he made it through. Rick and I followed behind next, getting to the other side in time to see Merle on top of a walker as he stabbed it through the neck, looking up to us expectantly.

"A little help would be nice!" he yelled, gesturing to the other corpses that were outside the walls.

Rose scoffed to herself, before taking out two knives in each hand and throwing them towards the walker's heads, watching them both go down at the same time as she hit them dead on. I couldn't help but watch her for a second in awe. God I was so in love with her.

Rick tapping me on the back is what brought me back down to earth, taking my crossbow and firing a bolt into one of their heads as together we slowly picked off the rest. The second the remaining ones were dead, we all took off in a sprint towards where the cars were parked from earlier, wanting to rush home after this shitshow.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ ROSE POV *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

The sun had now bloomed into the sky by the time we had made it back towards the cars, just a few minutes from reaching them now. I was anxious to check on Glenn with how hurt he was, and I knew we would have to get back to the prison soon so Hershel could look at him. I could only hope it wasn't anything too serious, but with the worry I already had and the way he was limping, it couldn't have been good.

I didn't say a whole lot on the way back. I was pissed at Daryl for leaving, I was pissed at Rick for stopping me when I went to help him, and I sure as hell wasn't planning on talking to Merle. I didn't even know if he remembered who I was, with the way he was so fucked up on drugs on that rooftop I wouldn't be surprised.

I could tell Daryl was dying to break the silence, but he didn't. The two of us were too damn stubborn to say the first word to each other, rather letting hours of silence consume us before we dared to say a thing.

Through the trees, we finally saw the car come into view and I felt myself sigh in relief, "Glenn!" I yelled.

I could see him sit up from the side of the car, "Rose! Oh thank God." he said as he slowly made his way towards us.

"Now we got a problem here, I need you to back up." Rick advised with an extended hand, almost predicting what was about to go down.

And as if on cue, Glenn pulled out his gun and aimed it at Merle's head while the woman took out her sword in one fail swoop. He started yelling in clear anger, asking what he was doing here and to be honest I didn't have an answer for him. The only person who wanted him here was Daryl and even that was questionable seeing as who Merle was just working for.

They all were quickly screaming back and forth, Rick telling them to put their weapons down, but neither one of them budged as they glared daggers at the man.

"He tried to kill me!" the woman yelled, with her sword still raised.

Glenn clearly agreed with her idea, "If it wasn't for him-"

"He helped us get out of there." Daryl interrupted as he stepped in front of Glenn's gun, putting some distance between the object and his brother.

"Yeah. right after he beat the shit out of you!" Rick snapped.

Merle just raised his hands in the air in surrender, "Hey, we both took out licks man." he said.

"Jackass." Daryl muttered.

"Hey, shut up!" Merle yelled at him.

Rick snapped, "Enough!"

Daryl turned back to look at Glenn, noticing that he still didn't put the gun down as he stared past his head, "Man, get that thing out of my face!" he shouted.

"Oh, looks like you've gone native, brother." Merle said as he began to laugh to himself.

"No more than you hangin out with that psycho back there." Daryl clapped back.

"Oh yeah man, he is a charmer, I gotta tell you that. Been putting the wood into your girlfriend Andrea big time baby." Merle said while eyeing the woman knowingly.

Glenn's eyes widened, "Andrea's in Woodbury?"

"Right next to The Governor." I said coldly.

I spotted Andrea when we went back for Daryl. I just didn't care.

My quiet comment however was enough to catch Merle's attention as he slowly smiled at me, "Oh yeah...I remember you. The group saved your ass back in Atlanta right before they left me there. Mhm...you are a fine piece of ass." he said as he licked his disgusting lips.

Before I could even blink or react in the slightest, Daryl instantly shoved him back harshly by his shoulders. "Ya ain't gonna talk to her like that." he spoke lowly.

Merle's eyes darted between me and Daryl, the wheels turning in his head as a smirk appeard on his face, "Ohhh," he drawled out, "I see what's goin on here. My baby brother here's got himself a bitch."

His mouth only spurred Daryl to shove him again, hitting him harshly in the chest so hard that his back hit the tree that was a few inches behind him, "Shut the hell up!" he snapped.

"Enough!" Rick yelled as he got in between the situation.

There were a few moments of silence before Rick turned back around to face the woman, "Do you know Andrea?"

She didn't respond, though her eyes seemed to silently answer the question. "Yep she does," Merle voiced, "Her and blondie spent all winter cuddled up in the forest. Mm-mm-mm yeah, my Nubian queen here had two pet walkers. No arms, no jaws, kept them in chains. Kind of ironic now that I think about it."

"Shut up." Daryl and I both snapped at the man.

Merle began to laugh wildly, slapping his knee like it was the funniest thing in the world, "Aw look, you two even say shit at the same time. But hey, we drug them out of the woods, Andrea was close to dying."

"Is that why she's with him?" Maggie asked.

"Yeah, snug as two little bugs. So, what are you gonna do now sheriff, huh? Surrounded by a bunch of liars, thugs, and cowards." Merle spoke with a shake of his head.

"Shut up!" Rick yelled.

Merle just laughed, "Oh man, look at this. Pathetic. All these guns and no bullets in them."

"Merle, shut up!" Daryl snapped.

"Shut up yourself! Bunch of pussies you roll-"

I cut him off by taking the butt of my hand gun and hitting him on the back of the head, knocking him out cold.

I watched him fall to the ground, shaking my hand out with a sigh as my eyes panned back up to Daryl, "Sorry." I muttered.

He shook his head, "Nah, couldn't have done it better myself." he joked.

My lips turned up slightly in amusement as Rick scoffed to himself, "We gotta talk about this." he said as he motioned to the man on the ground, leaving the rest of us nodding in agreement.

We all trailed back onto the road and away from the trees, discussing what to do about Merle while he was still passed out just a few feet away. Most of us didn't want him to come back to the prison after everything he's done, but Daryl obviously was trying to convince them to let him stay. Although I stayed quiet through most of the conversation because I didn't know what to say. I didn't want him back at the prison, but I knew Daryl would be heartbroken if we just left him, so I was torn. We were going around in circles for what felt like forever.

"It's not gonna work." Rick stated.

"It's gotta." Daryl said.

Rick sighed, "It'll stir things up."

"Look, The Governor is probably on the way to the prison right now. Merle knows how he thinks, and we could use the muscle." Daryl tired.

"I'm not having him at the prison," Maggie stated, "Not after everything that went down."

Daryl began to open his mouth again in protest, but Glenn was quick to cut him off, "Do you really want him sleeping in the same cell block as Carol? Or Beth? Or...or Rose?" he asked.

I glanced over at him in slight offense, "Hey, I can take care of myself."

He rolled his eyes at me, "Just trying to make a point here, Ro."

I raised my hands in defense while Daryl only scoffed at Glenn's comment, "He ain't a rapist."

"Well, his buddy is." Glenn snapped.

"They ain't buddies no more, not after last night." Daryl argued.

"There's no way Merle's gonna live there without putting everyone at each other's throats." Rick said.

Daryl huffed as his annoyance grew, "So you're gonna cut Merle loose and bring the last samurai home with us?"

"She's not coming back." Rick was quick to defend.

I shook my head as I glanced over to her figure, standing far away leaning against the car, "She's not in a state to be on her own." I said softly.

Glenn looked over at me, "She did bring you guys to us."

"And then ditched us." Rick countered back.

"At least let my dad stitch her up." Maggie tried, "She helped you when she didn't have to come back to the prison at all."

Rick pinched the bridge of his nose, "She's too unpredictable."

"He's right, we dunno who she is. But Merle...Merle's blood." Daryl said.

"No," Glenn argued, “Merle’s your blood. My blood, my family is standing right here, and waiting for us back at that prison.”

"And you're a part of that family but he's not." Rick said, waiting for Daryl to actually look him in the eye before repeating himself with a shake of his head, "He's not."

Daryl scoffed, "Man, y'all don't know."

There was a moment of silence, and no one dared to say anything else. Daryl looked around at everyone's faces, biting his lower lip in thought before landing back on me. There was a type of guilt, a kind of sadness that was held behind his eyes, speaking a million things yet I couldn't understand a single one. I grew confused the longer we all stood completely still...until he spoke again.

"Fine, we'll fend for ourselves." he said somewhat harshly.

My eyes widened as his words seemed to echo in my ears. I could tell that when he said the dreaded sentence, he meant for it to come out much more aggressively than it actually did. In fact, it didn't come off that way at all, his voice having somewhat of a quiver to it as if he didn't even want to think it let alone voice it out loud.

"Wait, that's not what I was saying." Glenn was quick to say.

"No him... no me." he replied.

Upon seeing how serious he became, everyone then started to argue all over again, trying to convince him to come back with the rest of us, but he wasn't having it. I on the other hand couldn't believe it. The man who I thought loved me endlessly was willing to leave me behind in a split second, leave everyone behind without thinking twice about it.

Their voices and pleas didn't register in my mind as I couldn't be bothered to listen, my heart tightening in my chest upon seeing how real this had become. I couldn't even bear to look at him anymore, I didn't want to look at him anymore, so I began to slowly turn and walk in the other direction towards where the car was parked. Away from everyone.

I couldn't talk to him, I wouldn't. What the hell was I supposed to say when he had already made his decision. I wasn't about to get on my knees and beg him to come back, not now, not ever.

"Rose!" his voice suddenly called out after me.

But I didn't turn around, I didn't acknowledge him at all as I kept moving towards the cars, only picking up my pace when I heard his heavy footsteps approaching from behind me. My eyes rolled at the sound of him only coming closer, trying to stop the tears that threatened to fall down my cheeks. I wouldn't cry. At least not until he was long gone.

"Hey, hey, listen to me." he pleaded as he stood dead in my tracks and stopped my movements completely, placing his hands on either one of my shoulders.

I smacked him off instantly, "No." I said harshly as I shoved him off, "What the hell is wrong with you? You're really just going to up and leave everyone? Leave me?" I asked as I felt my voice crack.

He shook his head frantically, "No...no I-"

"Stop, just...stop," I interrupted, "You have no idea-"

"Come with me."

My heart seemed to stop at his words, my eyes widening, questioning if I had even heard him right, "What?" I whispered.

He swallowed thickly before repeating, "Come with me."

My mind began to race as I thought about those three words. Come with me. The answer should've been simple, but the truth was it was far from that.

I wanted to. I wanted so badly to just go with him. But I couldn't leave the others like he was doing right now, the promises I made to Carl and Beth ringing loudly in my head. I knew I would be utterly crushed without all of them. But on the other hand, I would also be crushed without him.

"Say somethin." he pleaded.

I shakily took a breath, "I- I don't know."

A look of hurt crossed over his features, "What? Come on Rosie...I don't- I don't wanna leave you."

"And I don't want you to leave. But...I can't just leave them." I said dreadfully as I gestured to the figures just behind us.

He didn't say another word, he only continued to stare at me slightly in disbelief. I could tell that I had hurt him with what I said, but I couldn't force myself to just leave everything behind. I wouldn't.

"What if the roles were reversed?" I suddenly asked, "What if I was the one who wanted to up and leave the group behind, and I wanted you to pack up and leave with me, what would you do?"

"I'd follow you anywhere." he said without any hesitation.

My heart began to hurt with how fast he answered, how much he didn't have to think about it, and it made me ponder over the idea again. Maybe I could tolerate Merle, I would do it for Daryl. But I would miss my family back at the prison so much, and I didn't want to see the look on Glenn's face if he saw I was leaving too. Somehow both choices felt wrong.

I sighed after a few long and dreadful seconds, "I can't." I whispered.

His head slowly dropped to the ground again, reminding me of the many times he would do that when he would get flustered and embarrassed in the very beginning, the action causing my heart to burn further. I slowly raised my hand to his cheek, and for some reason thought he would pull away, but he didn't. He leaned into my touch while slowly bringing his hand over mine.

"I know...I know I shouldn't have asked ya to leave them-"

"Just like I shouldn't ask you to leave Merle." I finished.

He slowly nodded his head, finally looking at me as I could see the sadness in his eyes, tears beginning to fill my own. He pulled my hand off his cheek so he could wrap his big arms around my shoulders in a giant bear hug, gripping my shirt with his fingers. I wrapped my arms around his waist and buried my face in his chest as I finally let a few tears escape, though still trying desperately to keep myself together.

I felt him place a kiss on the top of my head, a shuttering breath leaving his lips as he began to pull away slowly. He then took my chin and tilted it up so he could place a soft, deep kiss on my lips that made my knees instantly weaker. I savored every moment of this kiss like it would be the last, because for all I knew, it might be. But in the back of my mind, I had hope that we would see each other again, just the thought of not knowing when nearly killed me.

We finally broke the kiss, feeling him rest his forehead against mine, "I love you so much." I told him, with sadness in my voice.

"I love you too." he said, quickly kissing me one final time.

This one didn't last as long as I hoped, him pulling away first and heading to the trunk of the car to get the rest of his stuff, moving quickly as if he feared he would change his mind. I watched from afar, trying to pull myself together as my arms were crossed tightly over my chest. It was hard to watch him gather his things, and I knew he was just as upset and defeated as I was. But I also understood the need to be with his brother, I would always understand that.

He looked back at me once he had his backpack on his shoulders and didn't hesitate to walk back over to me to give me another tight embrace. I held onto him for dear life as he rubbed my back soothingly, remembering every last touch and kiss before he left.

He pulled away slightly, his face lingering by my ear as he whispered, "I will see ya again."

I pressed my lips together tightly, swallowing the lump in my throat as I nodded. I remembered those were the same words I said to him when we had to separate from each other on the farm, and clearly, he remembered too. That was all that needed to be said for us to know we both had hope we would somehow cross paths again. It truly was a small world if you really think about it, one where I hoped I'd find him again.

He gave me one final squeeze before kissing my forehead and then finally walking off towards his brother, who was now awake and was watching the whole exchange between us curiously. I watched as he wrapped an arm around him and gave one long glance back at me before dreadfully walking off deeper into the woods.

My eyes lingered on the same place even after he was long gone, not knowing or caring how much time was passing by. A little part of me hoped that he would turn back, rush right out of the trees and come home with all of us, but in my mind that was selfish. Especially when I knew it wasn't going to happen.

"What'd he say to you?" Glenn's sudden voice asked quietly from behind me.

I didn't take my eyes off the trees as I breathed in and out deeply, "He asked me to go with him."

He was silent for a long moment, shock no doubt evident on his features, before he finally cleared his throat to speak again, "But...you didn't?"

I slowly shook my head, fully turning around now to face him, "I couldn't leave you guys." I said, my voice quivering without warning.

"I'm so sorry Ro." he said with so much sincerity in his voice.

I felt tears well up in my eyes again, "Yeah, me too."

He frowned as he instantly pulled me in for a gentle hug, trying not to hurt himself, while I finally let go and just sobbed into his shoulder. I hugged him back softly, remembering this is why I didn't go. I would miss Glenn and the others so much, and I wasn't going to blame myself for not going with him, when he was the one who wished to leave.

I wasn't mad at him at all because I understood his reason, and he understood mine. I was more than grateful that we didn't end up arguing and just parted ways peacefully. We still loved each other. Even though now we were apart, I couldn't help but feel like he would still be with me. At least that's what I hoped.

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Protecting the Aspen Witch

Hey, sorry this isn't very specific, but I was rereading Protector earlier and wanted to know if you could maybe write more from that universe? Brain's not braining much rn, so I'm afraid that's the most detailed I can be haha. But any h/c from that universe would make me extremely happy. Maybe they actually have a conversation about Virgil's trauma? – anon

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Warnings: panic attack/dissociation

Pairings: DLAMPR

Word Count: 4798

Virgil’s got a simple code when he’s not on a hunt. Don’t hurt whatever you don’t absolutely have to, and odds are, it won’t hurt you. Now and then there’s a bit of an, um, incident where that doesn’t quite work out as well as they’d hoped, but by and large they get by.

On another quest to the Aspen Witch, something goes...a little awry.

Truly, going to see the Aspen Witch isn't the worst quest in the world. In another set of circumstances, he would be grateful for such a well-traveled road, or even just to be able to go somewhere that he knows.

In this world, however, he thinks that the next time someone needs something from the Aspen Witch, he'll tell them to go themselves.

(He won't, he knows he won't, but he likes to imagine for one moment that he might consider it.)

In any case, at least this time he's not bartering for something on behalf of someone else. He's making a delivery on behalf of Elise, a sweet girl in the village who accidentally pissed off the wrong warlock. (See, this is why he'd never actually be able to tell someone else to go, because either he's bartering, which means it's for something that'll help a lot of people, or it's for someone who would definitely be in grave danger if they tried to go alone.) The warlock hadn't taken too kindly to Elise's accidental questioning of their source of magic, even though that wasn't what she was intending at all, and bestowed a powerfully cursed amulet into Elise's possession while she slept. The amulet held a potent attraction charm to coerce Elise into putting it on, and once on, induced paranoia so severe the poor girl's screams could be heard all the way from Virgil's home.

Needless to say, he's taking it far, far away to be destroyed.

He accepted nothing more than a small bag of coin—smaller than his pouch of agrimore dust, the family wasn't exactly in the position to spare a lot of money—and promised Elise to see to it that the amulet never touched her again. Truly it was just a matter of keeping it wrapped in skeldor hide until he reached the Aspen Witch to limit the potency and then, well, then the Aspen Witch would have to know what to do.

Part of him wondered if he would see any of the Five—of course there were five of them and of course they were known by some ridiculous name—when he set off, but there weren't any strange things in his garden, nor did any of them decide to appear when he beds down at the boulder, across the bridge, even when he gets into the valley. No, he manages to make it all the way to the Aspen Witch without running into any of them.

If he were still the adventurer he was years ago, he'd take that as good fortune. If he's going off of what he knows now, he knows enough to be a little wary of their absence.

And if he's being truly honest, something he does try to refrain from outside the safety of the walls of his home, he might be a little disappointed.

He shakes himself out of his thoughts as he approaches the Aspen Witch's grounds. He winces when he stumbles right into the brambles of the crimson thornbushes and feels them tear through his cloak. His fingers almost twitch to his dagger, but then he steels himself. These are the grounds of a magic user, after all, and he would treat them with respect even if he suspected these plants to be totally normal if he decided to slice them open.

With the changing of the seasons, night falls much earlier than it had the last time he ventured this far. The sun is already at the tops of the trees as he approaches the door, several candles already flickering through the windows. He takes a deep breath, takes a moment to check that everything is still where it's supposed to be, and knocks on the door.

"Yes?"

"I am the adventurer known as Virgil. I have come to deal with the Aspen Witch."

"Ah, Virgil! Yes, come in."

He feels something in the door shift and he pushes it open. The bell over the top of the door rings. The Aspen Witch smiles at him from behind her table of treasures; a brickleback spine sits under her hands where she is…obtaining something from it. She sets the tool she's using down with a clink and reaches to pick something up from her side.

"I have prepared for you a drink," she says as Virgil sits, "to ease your burdens."

"I would like to know what is inside it."

"Sunflower nectar, moon blossoms, and honey. It is meant to relax you."

"I recall a similar drink being offered the last time I came."

"You are correct, I offered you a similar drink."

"I would like to know if this one is different than the one you offered last time in any meaningful way."

One of her many rings taps against the edge of the cup. "It has less of the added moon blossoms than the last, which renders it less potent."

Less potent? "I have slaked my thirst at the last waterfall."

Something flickers across her face and she smiles, moving the drink aside. "Another time, then. You are still reeking of curse energy, but this one is different. I would like to know why."

"I have brought you a cursed amulet in the hopes that you would relieve the burden of its intended recipient."

"Show me." Virgil extends the amulet, still wrapped in the hide, and she takes it. She sets it on the table and runs her fingers over the leather strap holding it in place. "This is a fine specimen of hide, Virgil. I would like to know where you obtained it."

"On a past contract."

"I would like you to be more specific."

He says nothing. The Aspen Witch looks at him for a moment longer before she laughs and shakes her head.

"Perhaps another time." She undoes the leather strap carefully and withdraws the amulet. It glistens in the candlelight as she turns it back and forth. "This is a vindictive magic. I would like to know how you came into contact with it."

Is it his imagination, or does the Aspen Witch sound…put out? "The village I live near to. The curse befell a child."

"I would like to know the origins of such a curse, if you would share."

"It is my understanding that the child's intentions behind a question were misunderstood and the magic user sought the consequences they saw fit."

The Aspen Witch's fingers twitch on the chain. She examines the amulet anew and toys with the link near its base. Something darkens in her expression and Virgil tries to keep his hands still. "This was bestowed upon a child, you have said."

"I have said that it was bestowed upon a child."

Her mouth tightens. "I would like to tell you why this is unacceptable."

A chill runs through the cabin. "I would like to ask for clarification on your last statement."

"You may ask."

"I would like to know what it is you find unacceptable: that the child was bestowed a cursed object, that the child was bestowed this cursed object, or that I have said that it was a child to whom it was bestowed."

He must be imagining things because it looks like her expression softens, even the slightest bit. "The second of your list. It is unacceptable that a child was bestowed such a curse. I would like to explain why."

Thank fuck. "I would listen to an explanation."

The Aspen Witch lays the amulet back down on the hide and reaches for something else. She takes a long stick from a drawer and snaps it over the amulet. As the pieces of it start to drift down, they take on different colors and hover in the air.

"Curses have three main derivations," she says as she does so, "either they affect the accursed's mind, their body, or their soul. Mind curses are difficult to break as they require some level of consent from the accursed. Body curses are the most varied but are not that difficult to break, especially if they are familiar with the curse itself."

They look down to see the particles have turned a vivid bloody red. The Aspen Witch's nails scrape against the table.

"Soul curses are vile things," she spits with more emotion than Virgil has ever seen or heard from her, "and they can erase a person if they are not done with extreme skill."

Virgil's mouth runs dry. "I…would like to know what you mean by 'erase.'"

"No," the Aspen Witch says lowly, "you do not."

Alright, no, I do not. That's good enough for me.

With a flick of her wrist, she disperses the particles and wraps the amulet back in the hide. She takes a deep breath and steadies herself—what the fuck has Virgil walked into if the Aspen Witch has to steady herself?—before she looks at him again.

"I would like to know what you intend to provide as payment."

"I recall you mentioning the value of curse energy upon our last visit."

"You would offer the energy of this curse as the payment for removing it."

"I would offer the energy of the curse as payment for its removal."

The Aspen Witch looks at him for a moment longer before she nods and stands, retrieving the amulet from within the hide and sliding the hide over for Virgil to take. "I accept this payment."

He takes the hide silently and puts it back in his pack, watching as she walks over to another table. She places the amulet in a pestle and takes various jars down from the shelf above. He watches as she sprinkles things over the amulet and soft motes of light begin to emerge as she murmurs under her breath. When the glow is strong enough to rival one of the candles, she takes the mortar and brings it down.

Three things happen at once.

First, he sees pieces of the amulet shatter, ricocheting hard enough to dig grooves into the walls of the house.

Second, there is an overwhelmingly loud boom.

Third, something crackles outside and the whole building shakes.

The Aspen Witch's head whips around, staring not at Virgil but over his shoulder in the direction of the door. The mortar falls from her hands as she narrows her eyes. Virgil holds his hands up slowly, indicating that he's not about to do shit right now, and he carefully turns to look over his shoulder.

The door is still intact, but something in his instincts prickles along the back of his neck. He looks back.

"I would like to know what that was," he says as quietly as he can.

"Yes," the Aspen Witch says as she begins to walk over, "so would I."

Great, magic stuff happening that the magic user doesn't know. This is just great.

She passes him in the chair and opens the door, leaving it wide enough for Virgil to peer over her shoulder. He stands, very slowly, and tries to angle himself so he can see what's going on.

Another magic user—he's assuming, after what just happened, but he thinks it's a pretty safe guess—stands in the center of the plot of grass in front of the house. A sigil is burned and seared into the ground, and he winces.

This isn't going to go well.

"You are trespassing," the Aspen Witch says with her words full of ice and fuck it, Virgil's ready to run, "you will cease to do so."

"You destroyed something of mine," the warlock says, extending a hand, "that gives me the right to see it reversed."

"You are the foolish one who sought a soul curse upon a child?"

"I sought what was due to me for such a slight," they spit back, "as well should you know that we aren't to be questioned. And how did you hear about this, is it from the thick-headed bull that leers over your shoulder?"

Virgil's just about to edge his way out of this conversation, thank you very much, when the Aspen Witch's hand, the one behind her back, twitches.

"You will not speak of him like that."

What's going on?

"Why not? He's an adventurer, isn't he?" The warlock laughs, high and cruel and Virgil needs to get a hold of himself before something bad happens. "They're all the same, big and dumb and grunting animals that only care about coin and stopping magic users."

The words strike a chord in his chest and he tries not to let the hurt show to obviously on his face.

"Is he your pet?" The warlock's smile turns into lascivious. "Did I interrupt you in the midst of something? You of all people should understand, then, is it any harm that I wanted to make one for myse—"

The warlock doesn't get to finish their sentence as the Aspen Witch's hand flies out and a mass of thorns erupts from the earth, ensnaring them in a tangled web of crawling plant life. Virgil's hand lands on the hilt of his sword and he just as quickly wrests it away. He's not looking to make himself a target in this after all.

"Touchy," the warlock laughs—take a fucking hint, just get out while you still can— "did he tell you about that cute little thing in the village, then? Has the great Aspen Witch gone soft?"

"You are welcome to test that assumption at your earliest convenience."

Don't fucking test it. Get the fuck out. Be smart for twenty consecutive seconds and fucking run, you idiot.

The warlock doesn't. Instead, they start on about some great speech and self-aggrandizing, but Virgil sees one of their hands make a somatic component and he doesn't think.

Truly, it might be him that's gone soft. There was a time where he would already be gone, or tucked away inside out of sight. There was certainly a time where if two magic users starting casting on each other, he would not be anywhere near it.

But, he can only be who he is, no more and no less. So when he sees the component taking shape, he moves on instinct to shove the Aspen Witch out of the way and get his gauntlet up to take the full force of the spell.

The world goes black.

***

"—il! Virgil!"

Distantly, he registers the sound of a voice. The air crackles.

"Virgil! I would—oh, hells."

Something is dragging him. His head bumps something. He's hauled up and propped against something—a wall?

"Virgil," the voice says again, he knows that voice, "Virgil, open your eyes."

He does, only for blurry things to swim in front of him. He closes them again.

"Virgil." He definitely knows that voice. "Virgil, you must open your eyes."

He tries again, blinking a few times. The first thing to come into focus is the candle on the table closest to him. The second is the hand on his shoulder, laden with rings. Only when he traces the hand to the arm up to the head does he realize who was speaking to him.

"There," the Aspen Witch says in a rush, "there. That is better."

All at once, the memories of what happened flood his brain. The amulet. The warlock. The somatic component. The spell—

Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. He interfered with a magic battle. He took a spell meant for the Aspen Witch. He touched the Aspen Witch without permission, he shoved her out of the way, he—he—

"Stay," he hears as two hands land on the sides of his neck, "do not go where I cannot find you, stay here."

He blinks. The Aspen Witch is closer now, her eyes scanning his face. He swallows.

"Don't speak," she says when he opens his mouth, reaching and pressing something warm into his hand, "drink first."

I would like to know what is in it, he tries to say, but all that leaves his throat is a ruined gasp.

"It is the same drink I offered you before," she says, as though she could hear him—can she?— "it is unchanged. It is to help you relax. Drink."

He's already risked too much to afford to say no. He raises the drink to his lips and takes the smallest of sips. The warm, sweet liquid is like a balm to his sore throat and he takes another sip right away. The Aspen Witch watches him closely, one hand still on his shoulder.

"I…" He swallows, testing his voice. "I am…grateful for the drink."

"I am relieved to hear it helped." She cups his hand around it. "I will provide more should you wish it."

"Are you—I would like to know if you're—" he coughs— "if you're alright."

Her expression twitches and he knows he doesn't fully suppress his flinch, not with her this close, not with her looking at him like that. "You took a spell that was meant for me. You saved me. You defended me. And you have been hurt because of it."

Her hand moves slowly from his shoulder to his cheek.

"I…do not know what to do," she confesses softly, "we did not agree on payment."

"I do not require payment," he says as quickly as his throat will let him, "I did not—you don't—this is not an act that would require payment. You do not—I would—fuck."

He isn't lucid enough to do this. He can't do the careful and wary conversation that he has to right now, he can't—he can't—

"I will not bind your tongue," the Aspen Witch says, her hand still gentle on his face, "you…if you wish, you can speak."

No, he can't. He can't because he'll fuck it up and then—then—

Her hand leaves his face. "I will call the Five."

"No!"

Everything freezes.

He just told the Aspen Witch what to do. He just told the Aspen Witch no. He just—he just—oh, fuck—

"I mean—I m-mean—"

"I am not angry," she says, "I…you do not need to be so afraid. I will not harm you. I would like to know why you do not want your sweet ones to come and help you."

"I—my what?"

"Your sweet ones. The ones who care for you and whom you care for." She tilts her head, hair falling to one shoulder. "You do not wish for them to come, and I am curious."

"They're a lot," he manages and she laughs.

"Yes, they are. But they know you. They would help you."

"They're—" he takes another drink and feels his tongue relax. "All of this has happened because another magic user intruded on your grounds."

"These would be invited, and they would be to help you. I could bear no ill tidings against them, not when you are in need of assistance I cannot provide." At his face, her smile saddens. "You are afraid, and I cannot help you, for you are afraid of me too."

…well, there's really not much he can say to that.

"I will call them," she says carefully, so carefully it's almost a question, and he nods. She nods as well and stands. "If you would like more drink, I would wish for you to say."

Less than a few moments later, after she's gone to a table out of sight, he hears Roman's voice.

"Aspen Witch," and oh, fuck, he never thought he'd be so relieved to hear one of them, "you have called us."

"Come," she calls, walking toward the door and opening it, "your sweet one is hurting."

He blinks and in an instant, Roman is there, cupping his face, looking all worried and he can't stop the tears welling in the corners of his eyes. Roman sees them, because of course he does, and then he's cooing and leaning forward to kiss his forehead.

"Oh, baby," he whispers, "baby, what happened?"

"What happened," he hears Logan ask at the same time, "is he alright?"

"He came to me with a cursed object and asked for its removal. As I destroyed it, the warlock responsible appeared and attempted to wrest it back. He…jumped in the way of the spell."

He hears a flutter of fabric and looks up to see both Janus and Remus at the table where the amulet was destroyed. Remus curses and Janus hits the table and the noise bounces around his head—

"Shh, shh," Roman murmurs, stroking his cheeks with his thumbs, "eyes on me, baby, stay with me. There you are, with your pretty eyes, shh, that's it, you're doing very well."

"What sort of spell," he hears Patton ask, "is it still there?"

"I banished it as soon as the warlock was dealt with. He—there should be no lingering effects. I do not understand."

"Mortal minds are fragile," Logan says softly, "and Virgil has been an adventurer for many years. He has encountered a great number of things, magical or otherwise, and it would be unreasonable to assume that they have not left their marks."

"Baby," Roman calls again, and Virgil looks back at him, "hey, there he is. The others are just trying to figure out what's going on, but you and I are gonna take care of you first, okay?"

"Okay."

"Good. Now, I just want you to keep looking at me, okay? All I'm gonna do is touch you, okay? No magic, no casting, just touch." His fingers start to card through his hair and Virgil immediately feels his eyes get heavy. "You can close your eyes if you need to, just lean against me, I've got you, I'm right here."

The adrenaline from everything finally starts to wear off and Virgil feels his body decide to give in. He sags forward into Roman's waiting embrace, eyes falling shut as Roman starts to murmur sweet nonsense. After another moment, he hears Patton come over too and another hand scratches lightly between his shoulder blades. He nearly whimpers from sheer relief before he remembers that he's not at home, he's in the Aspen Witch's house, and the Aspen Witch herself is less than a few feet away.

He wrenches himself back awake, looking up at her, and to his surprise, she looks…upset? He glances at Logan, just to her left, and Logan simply smiles.

"Hello," he says softly, "are you alright?"

"I think so."

"Good, that's very good. You jumped in front of a spell and you didn't know what it was?"

"Wait," Roman says, "you did what?"

He sets his jaw and looks at the ground. Patton shoots a look at the two of them. "Don't scold him, can't you see he's already upset? Don't make it worse."

"Sorry, baby," Roman murmurs, pressing a kiss to his cheek, "I'm not mad."

"Neither am I," Logan says, "but I am…confused."

"You shouldn't be," Janus says, finally moving away from the table, "he's Virgil, of course he jumped in front of the spell."

Well, that's not helping anything either. He feels his face start to burn and tries to pull away from Roman, but he's held fast. He swallows the instinctive wave of panic and buries his face in the crook of his shoulder.

"Aww, are you embarrassed?"

"You are making things worse," the Aspen Witch says, a bite to her tone, "I called you to help, not to hurt."

"We won't tease," Roman promises, both to her and to Virgil, "we're finished, you have my word."

Did…did the Aspen Witch just defend him? What in the fuck is going on? He risks a look at her and their eyes meet and something…something feels wrong.

"Virgil?" Patton's hand stills on his back. "What's wrong?"

"I am…also confused."

"What about?"

There's no polite way to say this and no, he isn't going to risk it right now, so he just looks from Patton back to the Aspen Witch and hopes that somehow, they'll get the gist of what he's trying to say. Sure enough, it takes Patton one look between the two of them before he's smiling.

"Oh, she's just jealous."

"What?"

"I would ask that you don't speak for me," she hisses but she sounds far more like Elise than the Aspen Witch.

"Tell him yourself, then."

The Aspen Witch scowls at him for a moment before she sighs and looks at Virgil. Her mouth twists around as if searching for the words before she sighs again.

"Your etiquette for magic users is exemplary," she says, "and you…for all that we have interacted, I do not know much about you."

She gestures around.

"The Five have your trust, they have your words. They…have not known you for as long as I have."

Oh.

"I can't help you," she continues, "I…am upset by this. I would—I—"

She closes her eyes for a long moment and then opens them once more.

"I want to help you, Virgil, I want you to let me help you."

He likes to think that on a normal day, perhaps he wouldn't be doing something like this, but this isn't a normal day, and he's already broken that glass. So he reaches out a hand to the Aspen Witch, and when she takes it, he uses it to pull her a little bit closer.

She comes and crouches next to Patton, holding his hand as though it were the most precious thing in the house. He's not quite sure what to do with that.

"Are you alright?"

She nods. "I am alright."

"I liked the drink."

"I am glad. I will offer it to you again."

"I will accept it."

"Listen to you both," Remus snorts, and Janus whacks him upside the head. "Ow!"

"Ignore him, you're both doing wonderfully. Carry on, pretend we aren't here."

And you know, that's a bit too much for him to deal with right now. So when he feels the tug in his gut to start feeling things again, he closes his eyes and goes limp in Roman's hold, letting tears spill from his face. The Aspen Witch jerks in alarm but Patton must be saying something to the effect of this is normal, he's just overwhelmed, you gotta let him be a crybaby sometimes, but he's not paying attention because he's too goddamn tired.

Distantly, he registers Roman stroking his hair again, Patton's hand on his back, and the Aspen Witch beginning to squeeze his hand every few seconds, but with the apprehension of someone who's never pet a horse before trying to interact in a way that won't upset either of them. It's quite a surreal experience, really, and he thinks he can be forgiven for not wholly understanding what's going on.

A lot's happened today, and it's late. He should be asleep.

"He is hurt," the Aspen Witch says and everybody wakes up a bit at that, "let me help him."

"What's wrong?"

"The thorns have hurt him on his way through. I have a salve for them."

"Virgil," Logan asks, "is that okay? Can we help?"

He mumbles a vague agreement and he hears Janus laugh. "Poor thing's all sleepy. He needs a rest, is there somewhere we can tend to him?"

"Upstairs, there is a bed."

"Can I carry you, baby?" Virgil nods and Roman lifts him up almost effortlessly. "There, come on, upstairs, now."

As they pass the table, he forces himself to rouse and look to find the Aspen Witch. "The amulet—the child—"

"The child will suffer no more, the curse is gone." She puts her hand on his shoulder. "Now rest. Mortals are fragile, you must allow yourself to be cared for."

"He's not very good at that," Remus stage-whispers and Janus hits him again. "Hey! Stop it!"

"Stop being an insufferable ham sack, then."

"He's right," Virgil mumbles as he's put down on a bed, "I'm really not great at it."

"You're getting better," Logan says, sitting near his head, "now, you can try and sleep. No harm will come to you, you're safe here."

He looks over at the Aspen Witch, holding a tin of salve and a soft towel. She smiles and nods. "No harm will ever come to you under my roof, Virgil. I will see to it that you are safe."

"I…am grateful for that."

"As am I."

Not how he saw the quest ending, of course, but indeed, far from the worst quest in the world.

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