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ozarkthedog · 1 year

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Hey, Ozzie!! Big congrats on your 10k and happy early bd!!! 🥳 Thank you for your writing!! Your stories always make my heart bit faster❤️‍🔥👏 Well I saw her name on the list and ran here FAST🏃🏼‍♀️ If you please📝 Boss!Rebecca Welton x PA!reader and numbers 146) and 10) 💗💗💗

warnings: Boss!Rebecca Welton x PA Fem!Reader. mention of masturbation. illusions to smut.

word count: 799

author's note: first time writing Rebecca. go easy on me. THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING THE QUEEN!💙

10K Birthday Celebration

You stalk up the steps of your boss’s lavish house and let yourself in. The house is quiet as you hang your purse on the coat rack and slip your heels off. You dip your head into the kitchen and the sitting room looking for the gorgeous woman.

You’d secretly been harboring a crush on your boss since the first day you started working for Richmond. Rebecca was a tough but gracious boss. It made your tedious job even more difficult with the fact that you had to hide your feelings. Rebecca made the dingy world around you shine.

Many times you could’ve sworn you caught her looking at you but you chalked it up to late, stressful nights and poor eating. You wanted so badly to be with her but it would be unethical and she could have anyone she wants. Why would she chose you?

You tap your fingers on the door frame and bite your lip when you come up empty. She said she’d be here. Rebecca wanted to go over the itinerary for an upcoming away game this weekend, leaving you barely enough time to get things scheduled.

You double check your watch with a sigh when a sound from the floor above catches your attention.

“Rebecca?” You call you curiously as you ascend the marble stairs. You pray it’s your imagination toying with you and that Rebecca will waltz through the front door any second.

A soft cry halts your movements just as you reach the bedroom door. You press your ear against the ajar door as breathy, muted moans rumble from the other side. From the slight view the open door gives you, you can see the foot of her Rebecca bed and her feet shifting under the sheets.

Your brain short circuits when you hear her cry out your name. Maybe she’s thinking of someone else with the exact same name? She moans again and your cunt clenches at the sinful sound.

You wish you could know what she looks like while she touches herself. You want to know what drives her mad and gets her off.

You’re so deep in the fantasy of picturing your boss sprawled out on her bed with her fingers buried in her cunt that you lean too far forward and fall through the door and into the room. You hit the carpeted floor with a bang making your boss scream and jump under the covers.

“It’s only me! It’s only me!” You shout and raise your hands in a fury.

“What the fuck are you doing here!?” The blonde huffs. Her naked chest heaves under the sheets as she holds them against her bosom.

“You said you wanted to go over the schedule for this weekend and I let myself in with the key and then I heard something and ran upstairs and tripped into your room.” You anxiously blabber and tug on the seam of your shirt.

“You heard what exactly?” Rebecca shakes her head going white as a ghost.

“Uhh, I mean, not much…but were you just masturbating?” A smirk tugs your lips.

“U-uh..no, I was just..” Rebecca stammers as she smooths out the silk bedsheets in a frenzied hurry. Her cheeks are flushed and her usually quaffed hair is a mess, falling perfectly and framing her face.

She looks stunning. So stunning you can’t help but take the chance you’ve been wishing and hoping for all these years even if means you could get sacked.

“I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice.” You confess while dragging a finger up the curve of her silk covered calf.

The older woman freezes on the spot. Her wild blue eyes lock onto yours and for once she doesn’t know what to say.

“Want some help?” You offer with a quirked brow.

“I’m your boss. I should not be thinking about you this way.” Rebecca says, trying to reason with herself as you pull the duvet cover back and slide in beside her.

“What if I’ve been thinking the same way about you?” You say, demurely as you press your breasts into her arm and spoon your body into her naked side.

She holds your stare as your confession lingers in the thick haze of arousal that’s filling the room.

Rebecca tips your chin with a manicured finger and presses her soft lips to yours. The kiss is delicate and subtle with tinges of yearning as she swipes her tongue along your bottom lip. A moan tumbles from your throat as sticky warmth settles deep in your belly.

Rebecca’s hand cups the side of your face as she breaks the kiss. “Then I’d say we’re fucked.” She thumbs the apple of your cheek and you lean into her touch. “In a good way.”

#rebecca welton x reader #rebecca welton #10k birthday celebration #rebecca welton x you

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consumed-by-fandom · 9 months

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The Dudes and comforting you when you’re upset

I know I’m not the first to do this one, but a lot of you really liked the last headcanon post??? So why not!

P1: The most emotionally aware out of all of them I’d say, so instantly knows if something is wrong and you’re upset. Will drop anything and come to your aid, panicking but trying to help, “What’s wrong? Oh God, can I do anything? Do you need anything? I’m here for you.” His worried ass will do anything to make you feel better. May not be the best at saying the right words, but will make sure you know that you’re safe with him and that he won’t let anyone or anything harm you. Expect lots of hugs that last a long time and offers of food and comfort like blankets or stuffed animals if you like them.

P2: Doesn’t understand what’s going on at first, may be a bit rude about it, “the fuck’s wrong with you? You sick or something?” Once he realises how upset you are he feels a little guilty about how he acted before and tries to be a little more considerate. Will most likely try to get you to talk it out, try and understand the issue and see how to solve it, he’s very much a ‘let’s deal with the thing that’s upsetting you first’ kinda guy. Since he’s terrible with his own emotions he’ll struggle to actually comfort you, may just resort to buying you something you like to try and make you feel better or trying to give you somewhat decent advice? If all else fails he might resort to just asking you what he can do, “Look, just tell me what to do here, I don’t want you to be upset anymore.” Lord knows he’s trying, and that’s the main thing.

P3: While he might not understand why you’re upset, he sure as hell knows how to make you feel better. Really good at being gentle and considerate, his words are his strong point, “Hey there honey, let’s dry those eyes and you can tell me what’s gotten you so upset, hm? You’re gonna be alright.” (Southern accent hghgghejfh) Will offer embraces or just an arm over your shoulder, if you wanna be close to him he’s more than happy to oblige. Gives decent advice, focuses a lot on being able to have a hard shell and take things in stride, while being allowed to feel the way you do. He may not be able to relate or empathise due to his inability to feel emotions much, but he’d rather you feel better than stay upset.

BD: Far better emotionally than the last three, so the instant he sees you’re upset he knows what to do. Is very gentle, may seem like he doesn’t care but that’s just his stoic nature. Will reassure you that you’re in safe hands, “I know it seems like too much to handle, but you’re stronger than you think.” He’s been in the same boat many times, he knows how it feels, and he’ll make sure he does what he can to make you feel better. Even if at the end of the day you still feel bad, he’s okay with just sitting with you or talking to you if it keeps your mind off it.

OD: Hoooo boy. This is not his strong suit, he’s probably the worst out of all of them at comforting someone. Would take a shit ton of self-control not to snap at you, and he’d feel guilty if he made things worse. Would just want you to tell him the deal, if it anyone he can punch the snot out of, it’s on sight. If anyone has hurt you, he’ll be pissed off, otherwise the most he can do is just tell you to be strong, “This isn’t the end of the world, you’ve survived far worse, and you’ll survive far worse.” Not exactly good at comfort, but he’ll swallow his pride if there’s something he can do that’ll make you feel better.

P4: Possibly the best out of everyone simply due to the experience and emotional growth he’s done. Evokes the most warmth and comforting presence out of all of them, he’ll talk with you about it, he’ll try to solve whatever issue is bothering you, he’ll comfort you in any way that he can, he’ll do literally anything you ask him to. Will go out of his way to make the rest of the day something you’ll enjoy, no matter the cost. If you’re not smiling by the end of the day, he won’t be satisfied, but he’s also okay if all you want to do is curl up in a blanket and watch movies all day. He’ll be right by your side, “If there’s anything I can do for you, just let me know. I just want you to be okay.”

Lemme know if there’s other ideas you want me to cover I’m sure I can scoop more headcanons outta my brain for this bozos in between my fic writing :3

#postal #postal dude #headcanons #postal headcanons #another soft one god dammit

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dk-wren · 3 months

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A Letter to the Me I Was Four Years Ago Today

Hey Dakota,

Or, perhaps, I should address you as *****. I don't think we were Dakota quite yet.

In a few weeks, your whole life is gonna change. Okay, maybe a bit hyperbolic compared to the situations other people are also about to experience. But, take your time and enjoy today.

Its leap day, an extra day to do something, so take advantage of this supposedly "extra day of magic." I know you worked hard to get your homework under control so we could see the new Magic Happens parade on its opening weekend.

I remember the joy of getting to text our good friend "Happy birthday" on their actual birthday and not figure out if I should text them on the 28th or the 1st. The anticipation of waiting in a crowd of people to see this new parade, which could possibly run for the next decade like its predecessor. And sharing the specialty sundae at Gibson Girl and some of the dishes at this year's Food and Wine Festival with Dad. That chicken in a waffle taco was so good.

Smile and take your mind off of the pile of work you know you still have waiting at home, the APs you should be studying for, not to mention your upcoming SAT. That Coco float is more beautiful than anything you could have imagined and the Moana float is just beautiful.

You don't know it, but this will be your last trip to Disneyland as an annual passholder, or really your last normal day off for a while. In two weeks the world's gonna shut down, and no amount of optimism we try to muster will keep that initial two weeks as two weeks. But before that, take my advice, you should definitely apply to that Life is Strange fanzine you saw on Twitter. Then, you'll finally know who Dakota is. And who knows what else you may discover on this path.

Also, what took you so long to start writing for you? I know junior year of high school is not known for students having a lot any free time, but if this is what you wanna do for the rest of your life, you gotta start sooner than later. And hey, call me a hypocrite, I know I'm still trying to find a good work/life balance. But we're getting to use our free time in a way that makes us happy and productive. Just keep writing.

Over the next four, really two, years, you're gonna lose contact with a lot of friends. But the two who you do stay in contact with, let's just say you wouldn't wanna be (occasionally) texting with anyone else. They are gonna make you feel safe to be yourself and introduce you to some future obsessions. One of them will be the inspiration for the first piece you write truly for you and for fun. And they're gonna be so supportive when you tell them about what you've been up to/asking their help for.

There's gonna be a lot of rough nights and disappointments before you graduate. And the decision of what to do about college, let those tears fall. There's no need to keep holding those emotions in. It's a tough choice and while I'm still in the middle of it, who's to say I made the right decision. But, I can tell you this, you are gonna be so much happier when you start college. Maybe it's not the experience your sibling had or you dreamed of, but you are gonna fall in love with a whole new city with so much to do (and so little time!). And not to be narcissistic, but I know how proud you would be to see all the things I've done so far in my coursework.

Keep listening to that voice telling you to go for it. You're gonna start writing for some of your favorite fandoms (including ones that you'll meet down the line - I'm so excited for you to watch BD and TS for the first time). Then you're gonna join Tumblr, then AO3, and who knows what's next. Some incredibly sweet people will interact with the things you made (yes, you!) and you'll be introduced to so many talented writers and artists on here! Literally, every day I come across multiple fanarts and fics that I can't help but stare at cause they are sooo good!

I know I skipped over a lot of exciting (and not so exciting) things, but that's for you to discover and enjoy in the moment. Enjoy this moment of happiness, and don't let yourself get too consumed with all the things out of your control. I think the parade is just about to start over at It's a Small World. Take care. We'll meet again soon.

Love,

Dakota Wren 💜

#personal post #letter to self #how do i give my pass self a hug?

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just-sp-in-inginthevoid · 1 month

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Hey! Since there is already a Wakasa one, why not Benkei for the the character ask game?

( not me trying to know mor about the 1 first BD 👀)

Hi! Sure, i can do that! (I'm always more than glad to talk about BD so if you ever want to ask something or discuss about them, do - it makes me extremely happy)

My first impression

BD's tough guy! Obviously meant to always be depicted with pretty boy next to him - typical contrasting complementing-each-other duo. BD lore incoming! More about Shinichiro (???)

My impression now

He got neglected T~T. Least fleshed-out BD founder. Unfairrrrrr

I truly need to gather every scenes with him and additional information about him to thoroughly extract everything I can find cuz damn without a bit of work he won't ever gain a proper shape in my mind

He's somewhat simultaneously cool-headed and hot-blooded. He could choose to talk to take care of issues - but he has always had the physical strength to punch his way through lol He's impatient, so although he can think about his actions, he doesn't spend a lot of time choosing them. Despite that, he never seems to lose composure.

I'm trusting him to be the only common sense BD 1st gen had (Shinichiro can appear sane but isn't, Takeomi has too much hubris and is out of touch with reality even when he feels bad to actually think things realistically through, Wakasa has common sense but he rather have fun so he disregards it). He joined them in their mess everytime, but it was to make sure they'd get out of there lol

I need to know just how many times him and Wakasa saved Shinichiro and Takeomi's asses.

Favorite thing about that character

He's one of the few characters that see their dream come true! :) Props to him for that, he deserves it! He got into delinquency very young, so it's nice to see he got out – even before the final timeline

Least favorite thing

Hard to say when there's so little about him

Maybe the lack of eyebrows but it's part of his charm so idk

!! The fact there's nothing about him without Wakasa! Wakasa has scenes without Benkei (I'm thinking Original Timeline) but the opposite is not true! It makes characterization harder for readers because he's always near Wakasa. He never interacts with anyone without Wakasa also interacting with them. Which greatly sucks. Let Benkei develops his personality dammit!

Favorite line/scene

Him nodding here. It doesn't have much purpose, Senju is not even looking their way, but Benkei truly cares about her as well

Favorite interaction that character has with another

Mutual instant understanding and trust with Wakasa. They've been archnemesis for a few (speculated) years before becoming the two literal guard dogs (Komainu) of Just Some Guy who showed up one day and made them be friend. It's been over a decade they hang out almost everyday. They know the other better than anyone else and their special attack requires them both for it to work. They're a duo, so, of course, they shouldn't be separated.

A character that I wish that character would interact with more

He got nothing with Takeomi in canon-story. I mean, of course there's a point to it - whether it's Takeomi's conscious or not fault, or for another reason: Takeomi is isolated from the rest of BD narratively speaking. And he never seemed to have actually connected with them - but the fact that 1) we only know those 4 from BD 1st gen (there were HUNDREDS of members. We didn't even get to know some captains :() 2) we don't even clearly see the dynamics between each of them back then

Another character from another fandom that reminds me of that character

Ughhh hard to say.

Delmon from Gachiakuta; plus they both have a pretty boy as their duo partner.

(Big scary dudes who have a soft side - I love Teddy Bear-type of characters)

A headcanon about that character

Same as for Wakasa - I heavily inspired myself of irl Benkei's life to imagine what (TR) Benkei's childhood could've been like. It's a tough one for sure, but mostly: the previous Ragnarok gang members (1st and 2nd gen) were like big brothers to him. He spent his childhood roaming around with them. I mean, Ragnarok HAS to mean something very dear to Benkei - he got the logo tattooed on his body (at 13 at most) that's not nothing. He grew up rather poor. Raised by a single mother. He took most of his physical appearance from her (beside his eyes color). He was a troublemaker as a kid

He is used to emptying Wakasa's plate when Wakasa is not hungry anymore (same for Shinichiro and Takeomi) and is glad Senju came along to help with this lol (from what I remember Senju and Benkei are ranked in the top 3 of the biggest eaters while Wakasa was in the top 3 of least-biggest eaters; and if I don't recall correctly well take that as a hc)

A song that reminds of that character

It's even harder than with Wakasa. Despite knowing a lot of song I have nothing specially for them, unfortunately 😔

I perhaps have one that fits, but it'd only fit headcanoning Benkei's life to be similar to IRL Benkei's so.. cw: mention of past rape, child born out of rape's POV, crude language — Christ by Abuse-Ken

An unpopular opinion about that character

I don't know what the opinions on Benkei are to start with

Favorite picture

This one because it's the best to look at his tattoo

#answering asks #ask game #you have 'no preservation skills' Shinichiro. 'thinks he has preservation skills but does not' Takeomi. And 'has preservation skills but #disregard them bc life is more exciting that way' Wakasa #BD 1st gen days must have been very funny #poor Benkei (I'm sure he enjoyed it too)

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simpingwriter · 1 year

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Cal Kestis x Kyra Yarmot

'In the Name of Love' pt.3

Arghghg, more introductions, more Greez being a lil pussy...when can I write the good stufffffff??!???!

Don't mind me, just ranting :)

Wordcount: approx. 3.034

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After you stood up that "morning", well you hoped it wasn't, your body physically felt like it just got run over by a herd of wild Banthas.

But at least mentally and attitude wise, you're fit again.

So, cracking joints and aching muscles aside, you stood up on time with Cal, hearing him cough from the now more stale air as BD audibly jumped on him, enhancing his last cough. "Owwww BD…owww…" He groans slowly out as you finished getting back into the scraps that were your clothes. It was surprising they still covered the needed…areas…at all.

"BD, don't kill him just yet-" you joke, which alarmed said Droid immediately to your presence, as if the squeaky bed wasn't enough for that already. He rounded the partition wall with near lightning speed, almost falling to one side and jumped up to your shoulders almost instantly, trying to nuzzle his square head into yours. Obviously with some difficulty but you did let him try.

"Good morning to you too, BD. And Good Morning Cal, owner of this rampaging Droid!" BD beeps simple noise of happiness, sounded like laughter as Cal exhaled already exhausted again, "He's such a handful sometimes-"

'Hey!'

"...I wasn't done. But without him, I know I would still be at the start…"

'Thank you! Where else would you be?!' BD returns with snark, still comfy on your shoulder as you both went to the living room.

And that's how you ended up being bombarded with questions.

Most importantly of those though: who are you?

"Well?" Greez asked impatiently, watching your face fall from an idea to nothing in seconds, "Give her a moment…" the older woman chastised the Captain before her attention was on you again. Merrin and Cal obviously were there too. Everyone was.

Had it really had been four years since the last time you had long time companions?

You wondered what happened to Zeta...-

"Well, you know my name already. Kyra Yarmot. I'm a…I was part of a species. The overarching name was 'Dragon People', given by the then not yet established Empire, to make communications easier, I was part of the subspecies that had a natural advantage in the Force and over Fire, in that case, Pyrokinesis."

At that, Cere stops you, "Wait…you said natural advantage…were all people in your tribe, clan, whatever you call it…were they all like you? With such…such huge Force Potential?"

Your face fell again. You simply couldn’t know. You only know these facts partially from your master and another from the books you read in the Jedi Temple and those you found over the years on the run…

"I don't know…the books never went into specifics, some that did were nothing but Legends, so one would have to take them with a grain of salt…sometimes with the whole shaker..." But you knew one thing about them, the thing that made them a target of the Empire.

The reason they were enslaved.

"My people…when…when we trained it, we were able to work for weeks without breaks. Unimaginable physical strength was part of their profile, the books that were older than…the enslaving and the purge of us…they talked about the impressive mines they had dug out, the treasures they unearthed in a day's work that took weeks even for mining machines."

You remember the small sliver of a vision you once received in your sleep…something you liked having before that one vision years and years ago.

It was about your home planet before it was ransacked, before it was stomped to the ground. You saw two people you always wanted to think were supposed to be your parents, mainly because your vision seemed to focus so heavily on them in particular.

"I also heard many scholarships came out from your kind?" Merrin butted in, clearly itching to have asked that question when you lost yourself in your memory, something you never told or showed to anyone else.

They would need special abilities for that anyways.

"I think so, yes. But clearly they weren't around anymore when I was supposed to be taught in our ways. Cere and even BD saw the last of my people years and years ago…"

Merrin copied your sorrowful frown, clearly feeling with you as you talked about your dead people. You probably wouldn't even have told them all if they hadn't bugged you about it. But keeping secrets was almost always sign of guilt for something, was it big or small.

You spent a good chunk of the morning talking mostly about you but also a bit about the rest, even Greez pitching in every once in a while. Though he still looked a bit on edge with you, lile he was about to jump up and run any second now, side glances thrown your way every once in a while, so you glance back the last time, the Latero jumping a bit. Did he really think he would be your next snack?

Latero are a species of prey…

"I won't eat you, Greez…" you start, getting an idea to tease the older captain as you lean over with a toothy grin, "since…Latero don't fit my taste anyways. At all." It almost seemed as if the small man's heart would not just skip a beat but straight up jump out of his chest, grow little legs and run off. So you change your maybe slightly threatening grin to an inviting smile. "Sorry. Some people just give themselves away with their fear. I really don't intend on hurting you or anyone else on this ship."

His eyes still wide, he takes a moment to let your words sink in, Cere shaking her head at your apparently normal antics while Merrin grins, "Greez is way too easy to tease, but I wish I could make it seem as easy as you just did!" The Latero shakes his head at that, holding his hands up in defense, "No, don't even think about it you two! It's already bad enough, she's literally a predatory ani- person!"

Well yes. You were. But you're not as attuned to your animalistic side as the rest of your kind was. You never had many chances to let the animal inside of you take over for a moment.

So no, you never hunted prey either, despite sometimes feeling a weird itch in a corner of your brain when seeing a grazing animal. Instead, you ate meat the same way any normal person that was raised with table manners. Though you had moments you were so starved, you forgot cutlery exists and dug into your food with your hands…

Not your most prideful moments-

"What are you thinking about?" Cal asked, a somehow mischievous smile on his face, like he knew something, tapping you curiously against your shoulder, gaining your attention, "uh…food…?" "I karking knew it…" Greez whines out as he threw his hands up, standing up to go to the kitchen. "What do you want me to do? Rub myself with oil so you can roast me?? Or just salt and pepper??? Both?!?!"

He seemed to have missed your actually serious remark about not eating his kind. You never tried either, obviously.

"Greez, cool your jets. She hasn't done anything-" "Yet." The man interrupts, everyone sighing at his overdramatic panic. "I mean it. Without her, I would've died on that planet yesterday, Greez. She's an honest girl, just like Merrin. Just like Cere..." He pauses for a moment and it appeared like something he just said…like it made him think but then return to his initial intentions, "Honest like both of us, okay?"

Greez went quiet, stopped his worried clashing of pots after that for a few moments as everyone stared at him, wanting to know his reply.

"Yeah. Yeah. Fine…i'-i'm sorry Kyra…" Now it was your turn, Cal turning his expecting gaze towards you, eyebrows high on his forehead and his head slightly tilted as you laugh awkwardly. Maybe you should apologize for your teasing too.

"And I'm sorry too, Greez. I know myself how horrible teasing can be, even when it came without ill intent, when the subject bothers one." He didn't seem to have expected a "predator" to apologize, stumbling over his next words as he went to take a cup of coffee now instead, "O-oh haha…noo…It's…It's fine!" You took it as the best you would get for now, nodding back friendly before your attention was back on the rest.

"Cal, uhhh...maybe stop staring perhaps?" Merrin asked the boy next to you, using her elbow to lightly jab him in the side, making him reply in a similar manner as Greez much to the amusement of you and Merrin. "I-I wasn't!" "You were, accept it."

"Was it my tail again? Or my horns?" Merrin chokes from the air that was supposed to be another laugh, scaring Cal at the sudden outburst enough to jump in your direction on the ship's couch, his thigh grazing your lap already. "What the helllll, Cal? You're telling me you have been staring at her like this already before?" It was her turn to be a tease, keeping on poking his side as he whines but chuckles. "I was new to her, you gotta excuse my curiosityyyy...and stop poking me!!!"

At all that, you only saw Cere shake her head at the apparently unusually childish atmosphere that filled the main area of the ship. But…you liked it. It's been too long you had the chance to be so childish with people. Even during such an important mission.

After the morning passed, Merrin gave you a sudden once over, "The fact that nobody even thought about new clothes for you yet…" she tsked, shaking her head at Cal, who rightfully gasped, "What was I supposed to do about that?! My clothes are way too big on her!" "You could've asked me!" She returns, pushing past him while he rolls his eyes, but soon began to smile again. "You two always like that?" He looks back to you, now pulling a grimace at your clothes as well.

He was probably too busy with your extras to care about the dirty clothes you wore. Understandable. Somewhere.

"She's right…" he mutters, teasinglyholding his nose shut, "Cal!" He was quick to utter a 'sorry', pulling his shoulders up as he felt himself get lightly whacked by you, just as Merrin returned already. Early enough to see your "abuse" on his shoulder, "Yeah, he needs that sometimes. Still didn't get him potty trained either…"

And once more, they fell into petty teasing and taunting, they almost looked like Siblings like that.

You had a foggy memory of also having siblings once upon a time and you doubt they had your luck of escape…just like your parents.

"Kyra, you still with us?" You jump at the grey hand waving inches from your face, nearly going cross eyed as you naturally began to follow the movement. "Don't pounce, please." She pulled her hand away as soon as she noticed the pattern of your eyes, making a mental note to think about that a bit more beforehand the next time.

She turns to the coffee table, a few pieces of clothes strewn about, "Since you probably need to…well…make room for those" she gestures vaguely towards your back and ass, making you chuckle, "I took those that I knew I no longer wore. Not because they are old by the way. Just not my thing anymore, saw myself in them a bit too often…"

They were all dark colors, but surprisingly not just black and dark red. There even was a dimmed purple poncho. "You have a poncho? Didn't you question my fashion sense last time we went to the market for new clothes?"

You pick the poncho up, watching your claws to not cut it to ribbons. But to be honest, it's been a while you "sharpened" them, the cuts they usually caused needing more pressure and speed than supposed. The fabric of the Poncho was really nice, the rough texture of the waffle like pattern feeling pretty nice against your own rougher exterior that covered certain parts of you.

"Well of course I am. Ponchos are your whole wardrobe. I have this one…and looking at the goo goo eyes Kyra is giving it, it might be hers now!" She smiles as you blush, feeling more than called out, "I-I mean, if you changed your mind, you can keep it!" You tried to hand it back to her mid sentence, but she only shook her head with a sigh, stopping your hand, "Nooo, Kyra…I would've thrown it out otherwise. If you like it, it's better off in your hands."

You did like Ponchos.

"Maybe I got one or even two that you can have as-" "Didn't you juhst say they would be too big on her???"

Yikes, he got called out.

But you didn't notice that, eyes going big. Even the one Cal wore when he found you, light brown with grey at the sleeve parts, you like the practicality his all may appear to have.

For now, Merrin's one would be enough though. Along with two simple pairs of pants that had a high waist, making it easy to cut a big enough hole for your tail plus a simple wrap top in black, a dark green zipper hoodie (you remember a similar one from your free time at the temple…) and a dark purple cloak.

"You gotta try the top on, it fits on basically any body due to the stretchy fabric!" She already dragged you towards the back, letting no word of resistance out of your mouth while she gestured at Cal that she's 'watching him', "We won't be long, don't you dare come after to get a look at her naked tail!" "I wasn't going t-" "Yeah and we expect it!" He knew he lost and gave up, sighing defeated.

While she waited up on the platform, you slipped down the ladder, already having found out how to shorten the time of getting down on it after lazy-boy Cal send you at least three times during the improvised breakfast to fetch something he forgot.

The improvised Breakfast reminds you of the "mission" you would be participating in today. Getting new rations for actual missions and food for on board.

The loose top surprised you positively, since you didn't even have to cut the back. You simply pushed the top's mid straps further in, in between the space of the base of your wings.

"Does it fi- oh that looks amazing!" She was just as enthusiastic as you as you ascend back to the upper platform, doing a slow spin to show off your idea for your little problem. "Oh right, I didn't think about that! I'm sure we'll find some similar ones at the market we're going to today." You did have some credits left from small errands here and there, so you probably could get yourself another one.

You agreed with her and went to follow her back to Cal and the rest before she stops you for a short moment, a hand resting on your shoulder.

"Don't take Greez too serious by the way…" she tells you, some seriousness in her voice, but it was clear she was trying hard to not joke about him, "Last Week he thought we're all going to die because of a small Ice Storm on Zeffo…the same storm he went through every time Cal needed to get back on that Trooper infested hellhole…"

So it was just his personality? But he still seemed genuinely unnerved by your presence. "Are you sure it's not…you know…instinct?" "Because of your appearance? Eh, he'll get over it. You look much more human than I expected for a Dragon Person. The books on Dathomir talked about your kind looking...sorry...more monstrous."

There have been many Legends for your kind, many told of you looking like horrific creatures whose faces were part scaly snout and part Human mouth, that your legs were more akin to actual Dragons.

And the Legends weren't fully wrong. But those that looked like that or at least similar were a totally different subcategory, closer to the animal's side of ancestors than the human side. One even had barely any human traits, from what you had read, only having human posture and the vague ability of actual speech instead of growls, howls, screams and hisses.

"Are you two done back there?! We're almost out of hyperspace, so you should find somewhere to sit down!" Cere yells back to you two, which you both return with 'Yeah, coming!' before walking back to the front to sit in the seats near the cockpit, both you still in thought about the subject you just talked about.

The name of the planet in front of you immediately came to your head as you saw the mainly white "surface", some light blue spots on it.

Bardotta.

That means you once again couldn't use the force, now for other reasons.

"Bardottans hate Jedi though…is that really our best stop for restocking?" You ask, Cal's eyebrows drawn up at that, "Wait really? I didn't even know about that."

They think Jedi as Thieves and Kidnapper for taking Bardottan children to train as future Jedi. You could see where their anger comes from in that ca-

"Yes, but it's because of petty reasons…it's better still if you don't play around with it though."

Did Cere really just call that reason petty?

You're just about to interrupt her and ask her for her reason of opinion as you feel Cal's eyes on you. You couldn't really decipher the meaning behind that look, but you were going to ask him about it later…

As you squint at him, away from Cere's seemingly everywhere at once eyes, he shakes his head no. He knew something you didn't…

Merrin had stood up from her seat for leaving hyperspace, walking to the fridge to take something off it. The shopping list.

"We need Blue Milk again, Cal. Someone," she eyes the guilty ginger from above, taller than him when he still sat down in the raised co pilot seat, earning a once more innocent whistle back before she continues, "Someone drank it all in one sitting during a heated training session on Bogano. Oh and some Cambylictus berries-" "Oh they are amazing! I once tried them on a trip to Endor. Me and my…former companions, we were just in time for one of their celebrations that included Camby Berries!"

Now you knew what to tell Cal tonight before going to bed, about your short time on Endor. Weirdly enough, even though they are Prey too, the Ewoks weren't afraid of you…

Probably their surprising strength to body mass ration and the multitude of weapons...

But even those wouldn't have stopped a starving Dragon Person in the end.

"Okay, kids, we're here! You all better behave yourself or we can't return to this one too!" Greez shouts a warning from the cockpit, from what you look at Cal with a raised eyebrow, "This one too?"

Instantly he looked away from you, coughing into his fist. By now you realized, Cal probably was a little troublemaker underneath all that sweet boy attitude.

"Alright. Keep your secrets…for now, pretty boy." You tease right next to his ear, his body going rigid at your hot breath at his ear. And probably for your new nickname for him.

You didn't stay on the ship long enough to watch or hear his surely stuttering follow up reaction, but in the end you heard his own feet a few seconds later follow yours as you stopped at the sloped door to sniff the air, you grin with all teeth out for show.

"No empire." "Good. Let's keep it that way."

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jessicanjpa · 2 years

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Hey! Love the Tale of Years series so much! I have been following your ideas for a long time 😁 I came a cross one of your post where you had given an AU if Bella died in BD. Though I like the idea that Edward could grow to love Nessie and would choose to stay alive for her sake. However, Edward would never ever fall for anyone else. It really goes against canon Edward, I think?

Thank you so much! :)

(discussion of suicide here, naturally)

I agree, this scenario is pretty unlikely. It definitely isn't what SM had in mind with her worldbuilding or her Bella/Edward endgame—but I think it's in the realm of possibility. Vampires aren't designed to recover from the loss of their mates, but canon notes the exception of having a vendetta: Maria, Victoria, Vladimir, and Stefan are there in the books to represent that group. And Marcus was forced to stay alive via Chelsea's gift. If those external forces were removed (ex: someone actually achieved their vendetta), would their grief once again drive them to suicide?

We know the intervening years wouldn't dull their grief, and they're not capable of healing from it the way a human would. But at the same time, they've had new experiences, met new people, etc. I honestly think the outcome would depend on the person; the lore isn't strictly designed for that, but SM's worldbuilding has always been a little... bendy... so we've got some wiggle room if we want, and there are plenty of individual differences between vampires in several other areas. Marcus would probably die ASAP, but we don't know the others well enough to guess, I don't think. Even the Guide doesn't say that all bereaved vampires are driven to suicide or that they can't love again. Both are kind of implied, I guess, and they're both commonly accepted fanon.

In this AU scenario, Edward is delaying the inevitable for Renesmee's sake. And while he wants to just sit on the floor and be a sad puddle, he knows that would be missing the point, so he does his best to at least pretend to be happy and interested—again, grief notwithstanding, I don't think it would take too long for him to truly love Renesmee and enjoy raising her. He experiences some degree of real happiness and love during that time, and of course he still loves the others—bonds that most vampires supposedly don't have. So he doesn't have the luxury of letting his heart wither away or burn with anger because there's no "murderer" out there to hunt down, no drive for vengeance other than the usual self-loathing x 1,000.

The Edward-loves-again scenario most likely to succeed, I think, would be for him to somehow meet another bereaved vampire; she’s been staying alive for some reason or another and the Cullens push Edward at her in desperation. Maybe her eyes are already golden (It’s a growing movement post-BD), or maybe Carlisle and Esme have a feeling she would be willing to switch. She and Edward bond over their similar situations, complete with grim half-jokes/half-plans for a suicide pact for Later On. Eventually, slowly, they realize they’re falling in love. It’s a quieter, restful, second-marriage kind of love, but they can’t deny the change. They're both discovering a new reason to live. Edward is naturally horrified (“Wasn’t my love for Bella earth-shattering and absolute?!") and requires a few talks with family members to let himself be happy. He never does recover from his grief, but that’s okay, because our OC is in the same boat. Their love is just as much about shared pain and comfort as it is about their newfound happiness with each other. But it’s more than enough.

TL;DR: This is very, very unlikely to happen. See this sad one-shot by @gisellelx for a more canon-prescribed scenario. But even canon is full of the characters being surprised by twists and turns in the lore they thought they could depend on, so you never know.

#inbox #AU #Edward/OC #vampires in love #suicide #Cullens #i may not have answered your question re: Edward *in particular* would be more or less likely to love again than other vampires #...probably less likely but he also loves being Different so he might actually talk himself around to it #anyway this would make a great fic #at the very least I'd love to see who in the family helps Edward Let This Happen

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j-ut-da-e · 2 years

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Bitter Taste

2. Big Happy Family - Part 2

Summary - BD Han was born on October 1st, 1989. They were just a nurse refusing to use their full powers before they became best friends with Klaus Hargreeves. After driving him to his father’s funeral, their life capsizes when they meet the rest of the Hargreeves family.

Pairing - Klaus Hargreeves x NB!OC

Word Count - 2603

Warnings - heavy swearing, talk of and actual drug use, trauma, talk of abusive parents

A/N - idk what to say, but it's about to ramp up, everyone. lmk if i missed any warnings <3

Masterlist

The prosthetic eye that Five wanted information on ended up not belonging to anyone. It hadn't even been manufactured yet. Which meant I just gave the performance of my life for nothing. Well, for twenty bucks. Five is sulking as we leave the building, we just laugh and relive what just happened in that office.

“Well, honey, being in a relationship with you seems exhausting,” I laugh, “I think it’s time for a divorce.”

Klaus puts his hand over his heart in mock horror, “How could you? With our little miracle on the way!” we hold each other's gaze for a moment before bursting into laughter again.

“Wait you guys aren’t- you know what doesn’t matter,” Five grumbles, with a sweep of his hand, “None of this matters.”

“What's the big deal with this eye, anyway?”

“There is someone out there who's going to lose an eye in the next seven days. They're gonna bring about the end of life on this Earth as we know it.”

I step in front of him and hold my hand out to stop him, “Hold on, we’re all gonna die in seven days?! And you’re only telling us now?!”

“Yeah, can I get that 20 bucks, like, now, or what?” Klaus asks from behind us.

“Klaus!” Five and I shout in unison.

“What?” he whines, “I’m quite hungry, still gotta eat for seven days, y’know. Tummy’s a rumblin’”

“You’re useless. You’re all useless!” the boy yells, throwing my hand off his shoulder.

“Listen, old man!-” I start before Klaus comes between us.

“Woah, woah, woah. We all need to lighten up here, huh?”

Five sits on the steps, defeated, “Hey, you know, I've just now realized why you're so uptight,” Klaus explains, sitting next to his brother, I follow him shortly after, “You must be horny as hell! All those years by yourself. It's gotta screw with your head, being alone.”

“Klaus!” I hiss, shoving him.

“Well…” he looks into the sky, reminiscing, “I wasn’t alone.”

“Oh?”

“Pray tell.”

Five sighs, “Her name was Delores. We were together for over 30 years.”

“Aww, a little Mrs. Five,” I coo, reaching over Klaus and shaking his leg.

“Thirty years?!” Klaus's eyes look like they’re about to pop out of his head, “Oh, wow. God, the longest I've been with someone was...I don't know, three weeks.”

“Was this that one guy?” I ask.

“Yes, he made the most fantastic osso buco…”

My face falls, “He's gone.”

We both look up and see Five waving at us from a cab, “Hey, hey, hey! What about our money!”

I rub my face and groan, “What a little shitstain.”

As soon as we returned to the Academy, Klaus and I changed into more comfortable clothes. I swiped some of his clothes for a change and he was just wearing shorts. Using whatever I could find, I made some simple fried rice for us. I couldn't stand to look at the blood dried on his face anymore so I got up, abandoning my food. I gather up some supplies from bathroom cabinets and under sinks.

“This won't hurt at all, okay sweets,” I douse a piece of gauze in alcohol and then press it to his scalp.

“Ah! You lied!” he screams, flinging rice across the room.

“Yeah, you big baby. You wouldn’t have let me do it if I told you it hurt,” I say, holding his head in place.

He pouts, “You are so nurse Ratched, babe.”

“At least I’m helping you, yeah? You’re just as much of a baby as when we first met.”

☂

Bitter cold, snow, and ice are what anyone would want after a ten-hour shift. When I left the hospital I cursed myself for walking that day. To be fair to me, it didn't start snowing until three hours into my shift. I had no problem staying warm, just forcing my blood into my extremities when they got too cold. Walking through the snow-covered ice was just always a slog.

I didn't live far from the hospital, only a 15-minute walk. It's not like I had to worry about being mugged either. Though I hated using my powers, I have to admit they're almost a godsend. They helped me with my job, I didn't have to worry about my safety, and I can really help people.

Walking down an alley, I barely hear some shuffling behind some boxes. Sighing, I turn to the left wall. As I shuffle through the random boxes, I find an unconscious man in barely any clothes. He was wearing a patchwork coat with fur, but it wasn't enough to shield him from the biting wind.

His hair was short, messy. Black was smeared around his closed eyes. I check his pulse on his neck, weak, thready. His skin is freezing when I place my ear against his chest, heart barely beating.

This was not good. I start checking over his body for any blood. His knuckles are bruised and several cuts cover his hands. I take some blood onto my finger and swipe it over my tongue.

Overdose. God, how many drugs was this guy on? Is he crazy? Through his ears, I can hear so many overlapping voices. He doesn't even feel the cold, but he's alive, only if barely.

Setting back on my heels, I begin chest compressions. After 2 minutes, I press my ear to his chest again. The man's body jerks under me and I shoot up.

He gasps for air and coughs, laughing. Maybe he is crazy? "Hey, hey! What's your name, honey?"

His green eyes meet mine, "Good morning, cruel world," He starts laughing again, wheezing.

"Sir, I'm gonna call the hospital, alright. I work there so I'll take you-" I start, taking out my phone.

"No!" He flinches when I jump, "sorry. But no, no, no, I was just there, they won't take me back,"

His eyes were pleading with me and I could feel the fear and shame in him, I sigh, "Okay, okay," I put my phone away and rub my face. What am I gonna do with this guy? "Okay, can you stand?"

"Yeah. Yeah."

We stand together and I put my arm around his shoulders when he stumbles, "We're gonna go to my apartment, alright? Can you tell me your name? Maybe how many and what kinds of drugs you took?"

"Oh, yeah, babe. It's been a real wild night if you know what I mean? Klaus, by the way. Did you ask?"

During our walk back to my apartment, Klaus, as I now knew him, never stopped talking. Only when he fell down the stairs was he silent, and even then only for a moment. It seemed he was having a one-sided conversation. Nothing he said made any sense.

"O-kay, buddy, sit here on the couch, I'll be right back."

"You're a very trusting person, you know," he mumbles, flipping himself over the back of my couch.

I come back with several blankets, "Trust me, hun, I manhandle guys three times your size every day. I wouldn't worry about me here."

He swallows audibly, "Well, that's- that's good to know, uh…"

"BD Han. I'm a nurse at St. Agnes's hospital. Nice to meet you, Klaus. Now wrap these blankets around yourself."

Not long after I wrapped the last blankets around him, Klaus fell asleep. And he called me trusting? I started an IV with lactated ringers I brought home from work. I hung the bag on my coat hanger. Every few minutes I reached into the cocoon to check his blood pressure and heart rate while I cooked.

When he finally woke up I was on the floor, eating and watching TV, "Morning sunshine," I say, hearing him groan, "I hope you're hungry."

"Are you drugging me?"

"No, you cretin. It's saline with electrolytes," I get up and make sure his IV site is still secure with the tape. I turn him so he's facing my coffee table where a bowl of congee, complete with eggs and bacon, is waiting, "Now you're gonna eat or you're not gonna leave."

"Huh? Wait," he shakes his head, "I get that you're a nurse, but why are you helping me? I'm just a junkie you found on the street."

"Well, you're right. I'm a nurse, but I know what it's like to be on your own."

His eyes go to the bowl of food, "What is this? Smells heavenly," he doesn't even wait for me to answer before digging in.

I sit next to him, "Congee, it's a rice porridge from China, where I'm from. I make it when I'm feeling bad…or when I want to relapse."

"No, I'm not gonna ask that," he waves his hand, "This is great, BD. My mom made me a lot of good food, but this is like… you know when you're floating in the bath and it makes you feel like you're a soup?"

I laugh a little too loud, "Yeah, actually. I love being human soup."

"Huh, yeah? So which one of your parents sucked ass? 'Cuz for me, it was my dad."

I blink, "Where'd you pull that from?"

"Oh, you know," he waves his hands around, spoon still in one, "We seem fairly similar, I used baths as escapes sometimes, and then I had one of those uh, thoughts. You know, I just figured you'd do the same, also no one with a normal childhood says 'human soup' with a smile."

"Huh…" maybe he isn't a psycho "As convoluted as that train of thought was, you're right, Klaus. And it was my mom."

"Any juicy details?"

"Just a few years after we moved here, she kicked me out. I was homeless, had two jobs, nursing school, then I got my job at St. Agnes's."

"Damn, I thought my dad was an asshole," he laughs dryly, "Well, I think it's time for me to scoot-"

I slap his hand away from the IV, "Eh! You're gonna wait for that bag to empty and you're gonna finish that food."

"Geez, nurse Ratched, alright."

After about an hour, the IV bag was empty and so was Klaus's bowl. I take out the line and slap a bandaid on him. He whines and yanks his arm away.

"Oh you big baby, I didn't slap you that hard," I slip my gloves off and sit back down next to him. We talked almost the whole time we sat together. About life, our shitty parents, just trauma dumping on each other and laughing about it.

"Now, Klaus," I start, pulling out two different syringes from my nurse bag, "These are Narcan and adrenaline. And if I find you on the street again, this," I hold up the Narcan, "is going up your nose, and this," now the syringe of adrenaline, "is going straight into your heart. Got it?"

"Don't threaten me with a good time, nurse Ratched," he smirks.

☂

We sat on the second-floor landing, legs between the railings. Klaus was laying down, cigarette between his lips yet again. Hanging my head between the railings, I sigh.

"We can't just sit here."

"Sure we can, babe," he says, taking a drag, "Five is 'handling it', remember?"

I groan loudly, leaning back, "Don't you care?" I rub my face, "We all might die in a week."

"Meh," he shrugs.

"You're impossible."

He turns to me, "But irresistibly lovable and cute."

"Give me a smoke," I say, holding out my hand, my other arm covering my eyes.

"If you really wanted to do something we could just… I don't know, raise some hell," I can smell him blow out smoke, my body aching for something.

"Klaus," I lean up on my elbow.

"Trash the academy, take a nice bath…oh we could always-"

"Klaus!" He looks over at me with big eyes, "Cigarette."

"That's not what I was gonna say, sweet BD," he sits up, facing me.

I narrow my eyes, "Klaus, give me a damn cigarette."

He takes a long drag, finishes his, and puts it out on the floor between us, "Sorry, fresh out."

The idiot grins widely at me, "I could strangle you."

"Oh please, have at it, babe," I lunge at him as he starts laughing and screaming.

I got over my anger quickly, walking away. Of course, Klaus followed me like a lost kitten. He suggested we raise "hell-lite". The "lite" being us staying sober.

Taking some pain and anti-nausea medication did help with my withdrawal symptoms. I knew the sickness would still get to me for at least a few more days. But by then, the whole world might be dead.

Time passes and Klaus and I find ourselves in Allison's room. Klaus is behind me, digging in the closet, throwing clothes onto the bed. Sitting at a little vanity, I hold up different earrings to my piercings.

"Hey BD, check this out," Klaus strikes a pose as I turn around, wearing a flowery skirt and white crop top.

"Wow-ee," I get up, "Hey, I wanna dress up too," I strip off the mesh shirt I stole from him and pull out a flowy shirt with a pattern reminiscent of watercolor, "Eh?"

He regards me for a moment before rummaging through the closet again, producing velvet, burgundy flared pants, "Here."

"Oh, these are so soft!" I slip them on, tucking in the disconnected sides of the shirt, and hold my arms open for Klaus to judge.

He strokes his chin, in mock thoughtfulness, "Yes, yes. Very gender," we both laugh.

☂

I never had the typical family experience. To be fair, neither did Klaus, but he had siblings and "parents" and Pogo. And this mansion to run around in. I had to grow up quickly, so I think Klaus and I get along so well because he helps me let out my repressed childish side. He helps me let go and be what I actually want to be.

We found feather boas of all different colors tucked away in Allison's room. Taking them, we started running through the hallways. Sliding down banisters, trading, and changing clothes, and when I started to slow down or stop laughing as much, Klaus always found a way to keep me going.

Only Grace and Pogo seemed to be at the mansion, but they didn't seem to care about the noise we were making. It didn't matter anymore that we could all die within a week, so long as we were having a good time, right? Normal people wouldn't agree, but we were never normal.

After running through every room, raiding the kitchen, and sufficiently tiring ourselves out, we made our way back to Klaus's room. The haze and warmth was welcome. I sat on the floor, now wearing the white crop top and no pants. He was above me on the bed, brushing out my hair.

I’ve curled up again, my eyelids are heavy, "It's almost midnight, babe, do you wanna head back to your place?" He asks, starting to put my long hair into two French braids.

I yawn, "No, we can stay here tonight. You're gonna want to come back at the ass-crack of dawn again anyway."

"Cool, cool,” he pauses, “Wanna go swimming tomorrow?"

I want to argue with him about how it's below freezing outside, but it doesn't really matter does it? Thinking hard for a moment, I realize. Wouldn't I follow this psycho anywhere? And I know he would follow me. At this point, was there really any other option than to be together?

"Yeah, sweets, we can go swimming tomorrow."

#klaus #klaus x oc #the umbrella academy #klaus hargreeves #five hargreeves #fanfiction #tua #original characters #ben hargreeves #diego hargreeves #luther hargreeves #umbrella academy #fanfic #tua s1 #tua rewrite #nonbinary

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420technoblazeit · 4 months

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Hey 420!

Happy new year!,

Just passing by hope you are well,

Irl has been exhausting in the past bit but at least it's a "new year"🤪🤪🥳👏🎉

I see you are still captain of the drowley ship Good for u!!

( sorry I still voted deanxbenny on that poll)

Remember to hydrate yourself

Byeeeeee

-🔷

HTIS WAS SENT FOREVER AGO AND I FORGOT TO ANSWER IT IM SORRYYYYYY HAPPY NeW YEAR BD ANON. if this was from anyone else the betrayal would not be forgiven but i catn find it in my heart to be angry with u <3

#the pig squeals #blue diamond anon

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moonlight404-translates · 1 year

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Hey, same person who told you which A3! VAs can rap, again. TY for responding the last time.

1st, the JP TWST server released the latest Silver B-day card where it’s amazing voice acting wise for someone who’s a LIPxLIP fan.

2nd, I owe you a long overdue chara explanation on BLACKSTAR’s Heath, TeamB’s MC(Microphone Controller in the rap world of Japan). Heath appeared in S1Ch5, SideA Part2, where Mizuki wanted to find a rapper that Koharu Miki knows (Theater Starless’s director who went missing). The rapper Mizuki was looking for is Heath, where Heath mistook Saki(the heroine) for someone named “Chiaki,” but after seeing Mizuki, Lico, & Saki, Heath decided to give a sample of his music in a USB & joined Starless after looking at the place. He mostly writes TeamB’s music/lyrics, which is a variation of hip-hop music, as long as he notices the flow in hip-hop. He also has the ability to see the “color” in anyone’s soul & has an interest in tarot card fortune telling, which he is also good at. However, he’s physically the weakest in the group & has a chronic illness where he sometimes coughs up blood. Moreover, he grew up in an orphanage but is rumored to know Saki & Kei before Kei moved to the USA. He mostly trusts TeamB & TeamW’s Akira but thinks Kei, Sin, Zakuro, & Nekome are dangerous for Saki to get close to since he cares for Saki’s wellbeing.

3rd, I read my last response to you, but I was not sure if you got interested in TWST’s Epel or BLACKSTAR’s Sin.

Also, Happy Birthday to HypMic’s Doppo, ParaLive’s Satsuki, TWST’s Silver, & A3!’s Citron on May 15!

Hello! Yes, Silver's BD card was something I didn't know I would need it. I really hope I can get it (´｡• ᵕ •｡`)

Thanks for explaining about Heath! He's even more interesting than I expected. Added to favorite characters from the game.

Well, both of them are my favorites, but I mentioned it because of Sin. He caught my eye recently haha.

I must admit I forgot about their BDs until now... I have failed them (ーvー;). However, it was a nice surprise!

#anon ask and talk

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sunookkii · 3 years

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hey i know request are closed but this idea just got stuck in my mind and i wanted you to write sum about it if you like it 😭 so basically its an enha reaction/scenario ? where they forget your birthday, (maybe not in a bad way but i dont mind if its angst) hope ur good btw !! <3

a/n : OMG WAIT SRY TO ALL THE OTHER REQUESTS BUT THIS ONE FOR SUM REASON REALLY STUCK OUT TO ME i hope you enjoyyy ;) also I wrote so much I’m so sorry- [not really read proof~]

Also i am well ty for asking >.<

ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚.enhypen imagine ˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚ₓ

Enhypen forgetting your bday~

Genre : angsty ish

Warnings : mentions of food, crying, one swear word??

Requested : yes ty beautiful person ;)

Heeseung :

Okay okay so its your birthdayyy and you were really excited for what to happen because you wanted to see what kind of surprise your boyfriend did for your birthday

But to your luck he forgot :(

So you spent all day giving him hints like ‘what day is it’ and at one point you gave up and started pouting really hard

And your face was just overall sad everyone else had remembered your birthday including the members, but for your boyfriend to forget it lowkey hurt

Almost half the day passed and he still didn’t remember

So you ended up going into the room by yourself and started to cry

Your whimpers got louder and louder even though you were trying your best to stay quiet so he doesn’t hear

A few minutes past by and heeseung started looking for you because he sensed something was wrong.

He looked on the calendar really really carefully and FINALLY he came to his realization that it was your birthday but it was kinda too late cuz you hid yourself in your room to cry.

He came into your room to wish you a happy birthday but he sees you curled up into a ball crying to yourself

He felt so bad after this happened, “IM SO SORRY IM SO SORRY PLEASE FORGIVE ME I WONT EVER GORGET AGAIN!”

He hugs you so tight as if your life depended on it, won’t leave you out of his sight for the rest of the day. You’ll be hearing a lot of hbds and ilys for the rest of the day~

^ so yeah 🤕

Jay :

I feel like it’s rare that he forgets these type of dates buut for the sake of tumblr lets pretend he completely forgot 😧

You woke up in a great mood because it was your birthday of course

You were expecting to be receive a hbd wish from your boyfriend, but nope nothing all morning.

You received a bunch of hbd wishes on Instagram and other platforms mentioning you, but none of them were from jay :(

You quickly got frustrated and because it was your birthday and your bf the person you love most didn’t remember really hurt

So gradually your face became wet from heated silent tears. But unlike heeseung he would super quickly notice because he’s on his phone a lot and he dates things like ‘y/ns bday’ (idk but I imagine him dating things on his phone)

He’d then be like OH SHIT ITS YN’s BD

Runs to you soooooo quick just to see your face red and a bit wet.

Once your eyes connected your tears started to come out quicker

He literally runs up to you to hug you HAPPY BIRTHDAY DARLING I LOVE YOU SO MUCH IM SO SORRY I FORGOT

After he said that he ran away from you leaving you alone, which made your heart drop thinking that he didn’t care.

But once you finally came out of your room you were greeted with a homemade delicious cake your boyfriend made for you that looked like this

You could tell he felt really bad bc usually he always had a smile on his face while cooking but this time it was a ‘I’m sorry’ face

“I’m really really sorry please forgive me”

All was forgiven bc the cake tasted so mf ing good

Jake :

It was your birthday today, a day that only came once a year so like any other human being it’s a special day for you

You were super excited to see what Jake did for you, because every birthday you had with him was always such a surprise

But today was sort of… different? :(

You saw jake in the living room on the tv and went straight up to him with a smiley face. “GOOODMORNINGGG” 😁

After cuddling for a while on the couch you lifted up your head and asked him If he knew what day it was, he just replyed with a simple Wednesday? With a confused face

I’m pretty sure that one word was enough to make you pretty upset 😅🥲

You started to pout and went back into his chest with a disappointed face.

“Ahh what what, what day is it tell me?” He said playfully, not realizing it was your birthday.

You stayed silent as he checked his phone, ‘y/n’s birthday don’t forget’

When i tell you he gasped he GASPED.

You were already in the verge of tears “IM SO SORRY HBD BABY”

You were still a bit upset at him so you replied with ‘did you really need your phone to tell me what day it was’ 😕

He hugs you tighter while mumbling ‘hbd hbd hbd’

Suddenly let you go of his arms and said he had an errand. Without any explanation he got his car keys to go somewhere leaving you and your thoughts by yourself.

‘Does he not love me anymore that he doesn’t even want to spend time with me on my birthday? ☹️😭”

A while later he comes back and you’re luckily still on the couch where he left you

^^this dude came back with three beautiful cakes from your local cake stores. “I’m bacccckkkk!! please forgive meeeee you know i love you with all my heart 🥺” (okay i hate to use this emoji but there isn’t any other way to describe it TT)

You obviously forgave him because you know it was never his intention to forget,,, “you owe me hugs and kisses for the rest of the day :(“ kindly accepts your request because that is something he’d never complain about #freecuddlesfromyn

Sunghoon :

Okay but like hear me out he’s the type of boyfriend that would ‘pretend’ he forgot your birthday but he actually didn’t

So when he ACTUALLY forgot you just thought he was joking until…

“Hooonieeee, stop joking around I’m seriouss”

“I’m serious too i seriously don’t know what day it is”

“What…”

You leave him for a bit alone with his thoughts, not even gna lie if he did end up forgetting your bday it would take him a while to remember it

But once he remembers he feels so bad 😭

Tackles you with so many hugs and bday kisses and showers you with I’m sorrys and hbd wishes

genuinely ask himself how he forgot the lohls birthday (love of his life’s) literally beats himself for it

And you have to tell him that it’s fine and that you forgive him~

Brings out the birthday cake and sings you a happy birthday song while clapping and laughing.

Puts cake on your nose

Sunoo :

Idk if he’s the type to forget but like jay I don’t think he’d forget

I feel like to him birthdays are the MOST special thing/ date for a person

Like obviously the rest of the members think that but especially sunoo really like sticks to this

So if he had forgotten your birthday you were sooo hurt you ignored him the whole day keeping your distance until he finally remembered

Once he remembered he went to go find you ASAP where you were hiding int he corner of the bedroom moping

He showers you with hugs cuddles kisses pecks, you name it he does it

He feels so bad that he could forget smtg like this, literally asks himself how he could forget such an important date

If the convenience store was still open he’d run to the nearest store and surprise you with a birthday cake. But not just any cake it’d be a cake that was decorated by the one and only Kim Sunoo

Would prepare it so nicely and even have a lit up candle so you can wish on it.

the type to surprise you with it even though he forgot. Brings it to your room while singing the hbd song.

Puts cake frosting on your nose #2, takes lots and lots of pictures to post on insta later

caption : “happy birthday sunshine~”

Jungwon :

he was on the couch as per usual just scrolling through his phone to keep himself occupied but also updated

Not knowing what day it was,,,,,,,

you come outside of your bedroom excitedly to expect a wishful happy birthday wish from the person you love most

But for some reason it oddly seemed like a normal day

“Wonnniiieee my loveeee, guess what day it is!” You said with a sheepish smile

“Hmm wednesday?” He said looking up at you with a calm face

Your happy smile soon became a little pout

“You really don’t know?”

“Isn’t it just a regular Wednesday? Why is there something special?”

oh my- he broke your heart right then and there

You run back into your room because you feel heated tears about to fall, even though it was something small the thought of him not remembering your birthday the day of your birth hurt. A little.

Jungwon was actually super clueless he genuinely didn’t know what day it is but something about you seemed off and the way you ran to your room was quite odd to him so he went and followed you

Before he opened the door he already heard small whimpers from the corner of the bed, and that immediately triggered him and he was about to beat up anyone that made you feel sad 😠 little did he know it was him who made you feel that way

“Baby what’s wrong? Why are you crying”

He holds your chin and turns it to get a better look

wiping your tears with his thumb, you were being a dramatic his giggles make you feel a bit better even though you were mad at him for forgetting

“You forgot my birthday.” You said to him while crying

You can literally see the gears in his brain start to turn when his face went from 😄 -> 😳

“IM SO SORRY IM SO SORRY” hugs you so tight that you literally can’t breathe

Doesn’t know what to do to make you feel better, “I’m really sorry for forgetting your birthday, I don’t really know what got into me, please forgive me.”< cue the cutest kitty puppy eyes

He kept on rambling on abt how he was sorry and deserves your forgiveness you literally had to shut him up, he was sorry please forgive him >~<

Cuddles you for the rest of the day

Niki :

He was playing video games normally on his phone, until you excitedly stormed into his room “hiiiii babbbbyyyy”

“Well someone is happy today :)”

“Well of course bc u know what day it isss ;)”

“Wednesday?”

😧😦 < that’s what you looked like when he didn’t know, “you really don’t remember?”

“hmm I’m not too sure” he said before going back to his game

you slowly became disappointed and just ‘celebrated’ your birthday by yourself in the kitchen. :,((

he didn’t notice that you were sad at first bc he was busy playing on his phone, around an hour later he went to the kitchen to get a snack when he sees you in the kitchen staring into space rested your chin on you arm.

‘Are you okay? You seemed fine earlier’

You decided to play the silent game and just avoided him... so he tried to get you to talk to him but after a while it didn’t work so he sort of gave up and went to ask his hyungs what’s wrong with you.

“Niki,,, it’s y/n’s birthday omg did you forget??????” Jake said texting niki

and that’s when the lightbulb in his brain turned on

He rushed to the kitchen and back hugged you so tight and gave you so many cheekie kissies to try and make up for ‘forgetting’

But to his luck you were still mad at him

Soooo he came up with the idea of going to the convenience store really quick to get you a bunch of flowers and a nice cake to surprise you~

You ended up forgiving him because he was tickling you threatening you to forgive him

N knowing Niki he’s not a person you can be mad at for long <3

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glcdss · 2 years

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| Whatever you want (That’s what you’ll get).

cal kestis / han solo

CONTAINS: fluff, angst, (consensual) implied sexual content, horrible attempts at flirting, han being han™, han having Issues™, cal being so done 💅, skysolo angst™, cal being a good bro™, gays being gays ‼️‼️

AU: sometime post ROTJ, han's looking for a distraction. cal's more than happy to give him one.

fic title is a lyric from “whatever you want” by sports

it was pretty damn impressive.

cal, being off the grid after the empire fell, got ahold of easy pickings around the outer rim, carefully avoiding whatever the inferno squad had going on. not that he minded.

though, those 'easy pickings' landed him in a dingy bar on takodana.

not that he was complaining. years of hiding on bracca were pretty handy in a pinch.

"you come here often?” a husky voice filtered through cal’s ears, snapping him out of the staring showdown he was having with a couple of trandoshan not too far away from the table he sat at near the back of the bar to the rebellion general himself, han solo, who leaned across the tabletop - giving a shit-eating grin. cal tried his best to hide a smile.

but, that familiar fondly exasperated smile played on cal’s lips, “you really using that line, hotshot?” he cocked a brow, leaning forward. bd-1 chirps in surprise, like he’s ever seen cal try to be this smooth when he wasn’t painfully awkward, especially when he was a kid.

cal chose to ignore he was hitting his mid thirties, it wasn’t like han cared either way.

han’s smile broadened - “hey, it doesn’t hurt to try. not everyday i see a guy like you,” he shrugged.

“a guy like me, huh? you didn’t strike me as the poncho-liking type, especially if that type happened to be a jedi.” cal played along, his tone seeping into a teasing one.

han shook his head, “you space wizards aren’t that bad. besides, your taste in style isn’t all that surprising.” he says easily.

“mhm, i figured as much,” cal chuckled. “so, is there a reason as to why you decided to come over to me? i guess i didn’t do a good job of laying low, if it meant a scruffy smuggler like you wanted to try out lame pick up lines.” he laughs softly.

“hey! don’t blame me, i’m in a bit of a slump. it’s not really my fault if i’ve got a price on my head. can’t you cut a guy like me some slack?” han feigned a pout as cal huffed lightly.

“i suppose i would cut you some slack, that is, if you had a name?” cal smirks, pretending not to know. he watched han inch closer.

“the name’s han solo, though, you probably already knew that.” han’s voice drops to avoid any prying ears…or eyes, for that matter.

“how about you, poncho-boy? you got a name?” han pressed on casually and oh, so smoothly. honestly? it’s no wonder he was able to charm anyone’s pants off in a five mile radius.

“cal kestis. nice to meet you, solo.” his smile widened somewhat.

“cal kestis? not a bad name for a good looking guy,” han looked him over appreciatively. cal had the decency to drop the jedi act to let his face flush, the tips of his ears turning a pretty shade of pink.

“mmm,” cal hums after a beat, his jedi face slotting right back into place to give him time to regain his composure so he didn’t become a blushing mess.

“…i assume you’re flying solo this time around?” cal grins, relishing in han’s disgruntled expression.

“you did not just do that.” han sighs.

“i did. got a problem with puns?” the redhead jokes.

“not if it’s coming from a handsome face,” han rolled his eyes.

“oh, am i handsome now?” cal shot back, enjoying this a little too much.

“oh, shut it.” han mumbled, without any heat. “wanna get outta here?” he added hastily. “‘cause getting my ass kicked by some angry rodians is not what i had in mind for tonight.” han ducks, avoiding a blaster shot from a swearing rodian.

“yeah,” cal strained. “wasn’t what i had in mind either.”

he can deal with those trandoshan later.

———

“huh,” cal had a look of consideration on his face, looking on at the rundown falcon with a sort of thoughtfulness, though han could tell he was just a tad bit unimpressed. (han thought of luke. about how his girl was a ‘piece of junk.’ he pushed the painful memories away before cal could sense his mood souring. there was no way he was thinking of the kid to keep himself from missing him, wherever he was now.) chewie wasn’t here to rag on han for cleaning up the falcon, so a messy ship was the least of his worries.

“you don’t seem very impressed.” han laughs wryly. cal had a playful tilt to his lips.

“i’ve seen worse. you could do with some tidying up,” the jedi commented, lightly pushing away some discarded parts by his feet.

“yeah, sorry. it’s been a rough few months,” han scratched the back of his neck sheepishly, it was strangely out of place for a guy like him.

“i don’t blame you,” cal said nonchalantly. han nods, growing quiet.

“so…” han tried to keep the conversation going. “how come you’re in takodana?” he leaned against the wall across from the seated booths, not in any rush to leave.

“thought i might clear out what’s left of the empire, it led me here. but that price on your head i had to help you out with sort of put a damp in my plans.” he jokes.

“again, my bad.” han apologized, sounding…strangely guilty.

this wasn’t like the han solo cal had heard about. just what has happened in those rough few months?

“you okay?” cal regarded him with a look, one that han translated into the ‘jedi face’. han let his shoulders sag from tension.

“yeah, i guess.” han sighed deeply. “i don’t wanna throw any emotional baggage at a guy i just met. you can head back to the bar for your jedi business. i don’t really mind,” he seemed so unsure of himself. that made cal’s chest sting.

“the trandoshan can wait, they aren’t going anywhere anytime soon…you look like you could use a break, han.” cal frowned, crossing his arms over his chest to relieve some of the pain that twisted all the more at the sight of a man burdened by…time.

“if you say so,” han pressed his lips together. “i guess…i could use a break. want to head back to the place i’m staying at? it’s not too far. you don’t have to, if you don’t want too. you jedi are usually busy doing your thing, i get it.” he offers in a joking attempt to soften the blow of the baggage that weighed heavily on his shoulders, but he ended up sounding so tired.

cal’s chest tightened, sensing han’s emotions in what he’d describe as a heap of shit he was just too old for.

“yeah, don’t worry about it. i don’t mind tagging along.” cal gave an assuring smile.

han gave a tiny one back, feeling a little better than he did before.

———

“honestly…i’m surprised,” han breaks the comfortable silence in his unkempt hotel room, both he and cal sat on the edge of his bed - exhausted, but somewhat okay.

“about?” cal cocked a brow. han didn’t answer for beat, lost in thought.

“that you jedi can remain so…composed, even when there’s so much shit going on, especially with the empire.” han had a bitter smile, trying his best to not think of luke.

but it ended up spilling out anyway. “‘cause there was a jedi i knew who was so whiny, nothing like he is now.” he then waved a vague hand. “sorry. don’t mean to get heavy on ya.”

ah, now it clicked.

cal thought back to the inferno squad. from what he’s heard, that squad has the rebellion by the balls. again, that’s just what he’s heard.

“it’s fine. though, i’m not too sure myself, i don’t want to bore you with the zany, religious answer.” cal laughs quietly, eliciting a huff from han.

“jedi are supposed to be detached from their emotions to better control them, its just as hard as you think it is.” the redhead shrugged.

“for as dumb as that sounds? it’s sort of admirable.” han scoffs. cal shook his head, silently agreeing.

“i don’t suppose this has anything to do with this inferno squad i’ve heard about?” cal pressed on gently. han rolled his eyes.

“yeah, you got me,” han replied gruffly, “don’t want to force you into anything, but we could use more jedi.” he said breezily, covering up the harshness from before.

“if that’s what you need, i’m more than happy to help. but seeing as you’re laying low from what’s going on, i think it’s better if you relax, han.” cal grabbed han’s hand and squeezed.

han looked down at their hands and back up at cal’s dark green eyes. “yeah.” he whispered. “you’re right.” he cleared his throat, looking away.

han’s grip on cal’s hand tightened. “thanks.” he admitted.

cal already knew. “no problem.”

silence lulled and han let go of cal’s hand.

“hey.” han playfully nudged cal’s side.

“hey,” cal smirked, nudging him back.

“i think i know a good way to kill some time,” han suggested, mischief alight in his chocolate colored eyes.

“and what’s that?” cal’s smirk widened, totally down for whatever han had in mind.

“i think you already know,” han leaned closer.

“i don’t think so. mind telling me?” cal relished in playing dumb, a sort of thrill coiling in his stomach. he inches closer.

han’s chapped, rough lips brushed against cal’s own, soft and cherry tinted.

han took the lead, the kiss feather light, slow. he didn’t want to scare cal away.

but cal practically melted into the kiss, sighing into it as he let his eyes close, tilting his head to get a better angle.

and judging by the noise han made in the back of his throat, he wasn’t doing too bad.

he felt han’s strong hands cupping his scarred and delicate cheeks.

the two soon broke apart for air, “you aren’t that bad, red.” han prodded breathlessly.

“not so bad yourself, smuggler.” cal ducked his head, feeling his cheeks flush a deep shade of red.

“wanna go for round 2?” han leaned in and cal felt that rush again.

“definitely,” he all but wheedled.

———

when cal awoke the next morning on han’s bed, sweaty, with a fast asleep han having a gentle hand in his hair-

he knew he must’ve had a fun time relaxing last night.

even if the first thing that came to his mind were the trandoshan? those can wait.

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yaeception · 2 years

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‼️TOKYO REVENGERS CHAPTER 251 SPOILERS‼️

( i still cant cut the post im sorry )

haha hey guys im back on my ranting

im feeling emotional after the new chapter so im gonna talk about it a bit

lets start with koko and inupi bc theyre the main guys here obviously (just give them a whole spin off at this point)

as i have said before, i feel so so bad for seishu

i can't even imagine how bad it has to feel to fight people you admire and treat with so much respect :(( yet i still love the fact that nothing held him back, he punched both benkei and wakasa even though we all know he would probably try to avoid it as much as he can

(also can we talk about him slapping benkei because like,,, just another proof of inupi being the strongest after taiju in the 10th gen bd)

at first i was really mad at koko ngl yknow he was just standing there doing nothing

but honestly, having to choose between saving himself and betraying kanto manji in order to save inui isnt an easy thing

that "i've always chosen akane-san over inupi" kinda broke me too. what is he even trying to do, i don't know man that's crazy

this broke me even more like

it hurts so much because now that draken has also died inui really has no one besides koko

like sure hes friends with mitchy but its not the same since takemichi is kinda busy with his mikey apologist era of wtv

plus omg koko looks so shocked here?? i love him but my guy my dude why are you so surprised??? its not like seishu has been chasing you for the whole fight just to talk to you smh smh

aaaand

THIS MADE ME HAPPY

cringe angst misunderstood duo is back tgt yall time to celebrate

together they can solo the world and im never changing my mind

im so happy theyre finally on kinda good terms again, tears strolling down my face

(pls wakui give them a spin off here me out its a great idea because—)

but lets get to the other things that happened this chapter

HANMA IS BACK LIKE ACTUALLY BACK

man i wonder what crazy shit hes gonna do this time

he approached mitsuya and the rest of the boys so idk things can get interesting

if he kills anyone ill be on the news tho ://

lastly

the most unexpected thing

PAHCHIN IS BACK !!!!

and hes soloing mikey so true

man i missed him im glad hes back in the final arc, i know the chances are low but i hope he somehow beats manjiros ass because hes so annoying lately omfg

yeah so to sum it up

koko and inupi are friends again ??? :D

hanma came back to be the cringe lord

the king came back from basement

i hope we get sanzu's explanation in the next chapter

and man i hope that we can see kazutora like at least one in that arc too

bye and until next time 🙏

#tokyo revengers 251 #tokyo revengers #hajime kokonoi #inui seishu #toman #chapter 251 spoilers #hanma shuji #pah chin #kanto manji gang #tokyo manji gang #tokrev #i love this manga so much actually

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jeankirschteinswifey · 3 years

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Flower (Cal Kestis x Reader)

Words: like 660

Warnings: other than slight cursing, none, this is literally just PURE FLUFF.

Summary: You’ve developed feelings for Cal soon after he was a part of The Mantis. But you’d never let anyone know that. That is until Cal gave you a nickname you’d never forget.

a/n: Cal is so precious and adorable and hot and I rarely see fan fics of him so I made one. Also, ik none of this dialogue isn’t in the game, but I finished fallen order months ago and don’t remember any of the dialogue. And all I want in life is for Cal to call me “flower”, so that’s the nickname he gives the reader.

“We’re coming up on Kashyyyk kid, get in your seat.” Greez calls back to Cal. You watch Cal walk towards the cockpit with his droid as you take your seat on the couch in the living area.

“See you in a bit y/n.” Cal says to you as he smiles. You smile back. A few moments later you weren’t paying attention when suddenly the ship jerks back and forth like it was just shot at. You walk to the cockpit to see what was going on.

“What the hell just happened?” You ask.

“What happened was that Cal wasn’t checking the sensors!” Greez responds glaring at the Jedi.

“They were clear just a moment ago!” Call yells back.

“Oh for crying out loud.” You mumble as Greez and Cal continue to argue.

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“Cal. Y/n. I want you to go on Kashyyyk and see what you can find.” Cere says. You and Cal both nod.

“So how are we going to get on this planet?” You ask.

“You’re gonna jump.” Cere responds.

“Jump?! You mean like in the water? That far down?”

“Yeah, but it’ll be fun! Don’t worry.” Cal says as the door to the mantis opens.

“You better be right about this Cal.” You say as you inch your way towards the edge of the platform.

“I hope so too, well, see you down below!” Cal says as he pushes you off the platform. You screech as you head towards the water. Moments later, the cold water hits you. You make your way to the surface of the water seeing Cal not far ahead.

“Y/n! There you are!” Cal exclaims, you splash him in return.

“YOU ASSHOLE! YOU COULD'VE JUST TOLD ME TO JUMP!” You yell.

“Yeah, but where’s the fun in that Flower!” He laughs. You laugh too after a while. You couldn’t stay mad at him for long. Dammit why does he have to be so cute you think. You still haven’t realize that he called you Flower.

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You made your way up to the AT-AT and sabotaged it. Cal takes out the enemies and you try to figure out how to control the damn thing.

“Here, let me try.” Cal says, seeing BD-1 following close by.

“Hey BD, think you can charge this?” Cal says gesturing towards the droid socket on the console. The droid does so and some sparks come out, making you jump and the power is back on. What the fuck, was it not on this whole time? You think. Cal starts to control the AT-AT and destroys any imperials in the way. Then the AT-AT starts to fall forward, eventually crashing to the ground, causing you to stumble forward a bit, but Cal catches you before you hit the ground. You look up, seeing him with his eyes wide open, making sure you're okay. Shit. His eyes are so pretty. You think. He lets you go out of his grip and opens the hatch, leading you outside of the AT-AT. BD-1 beeps and Cal responds, “no, we’re not doing that again.” As he jokingly scolds the droid and proceeds to jump down off the head with a smile on his face.

“Now that was pretty fun, wasn’t it Flower?” He asks, holding his hand out to help you down, you accept it.

“Yeah, it was.” You respond. And then it hit you, “wait did you just call me Flower?” You ask.

“Uhm, yeah, I did before too. I kinda thought of it as a nickname for you...you kinda remind me of flowers ya know? I mean, they’re associated with happy thoughts and they’re really pretty and- wait shit, sorry um…” he nervously starts to ramble.

“Well, lucky for you I like you too Cal.” You say.

“Really?” He asks with a small smile.

“Yeah, I mean, how could I not. You always find a way to make me laugh, you're really sweet and cute and-.” he cuts you off with a small kiss on your lips. Your eyes go wide with shock.

“Thanks Flower.”

“Y-you’re welcome.” You stutter. He just sends a warm smile back.

#cal kestis #cal kestis x reader #fluff #star wars #jedi fallen order

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depressedhatakekakashi · 3 years

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Time To Move On

AU: Canon Divergent

Words: 1435

Rating: Teen

Characters: Senju Tsunade, Orochimaru, Jiraiya

Warnings: None

Summary: Tsunade decides to leave the village after suffering enough lose to break even the strongest shinobi, but this time she chooses not to go alone.

Done with help from @thegodsaregay

For @sakura-rpblog

Death and loss. That’s the shinobi way of life.

The thing that her Sensei never told her, or any other adult in her life for that matter. The part that everyone failed to mention while she was training to become a medical ninja.

Not everyone can be saved.

Dan and Nawaki were just the latest in a lifetime of loss, and she was tired. So very tired. Every time she looked at her hands all she could see was blood. Their blood, dripping from her fingers. A constant reminder of her failure to save them.

“I can’t do it anymore,” her voice was weak when she finally spoke, sitting at a table in front of her old teammates. Asking them to meet her might not have been the best idea she had, but it was something she knew she needed to do. They were the only family that she had left. If she was going to leave, they deserved to know. “I can’t… I don’t want to have to bury anyone else.”

Just thinking about it broke her heart.

Who was going to be next? Orochimaru? Jiraiya? Whose blood would she be wearing?

“You don’t think it will be that easy, do you?” Orochimaru spoke up, their attention bd or used on pouring themselves another cup of tea. “You can’t just leave the village. Sensei will send someone after you. As long as you’re a shinobi of Konoha…”

Slamming her hands down on the table, Tsunade lowered her eyes. Unable to meet her teammate’s gaze as she formed a response in her mind.

Something that would help them understand.

“Well, if we leave together it’s different,” Jiraiya’s comment caught her off guard. Of all the people to agree with her, she had thought Jiraiya would be the last. He was the one with the fondest memories in Konoha. The least amount of hurt that tied back to their village. “What’s Sensei going to do? Send the whole village after us? The only people who stand a chance of beating us in a fight are Sensei and Sakumo.”

It was true, and neither of them was likely to take up a mission to drag the three of them back to the village. Their Sensei couldn’t just up and leave the village on a whim, he was the Hokage.

As for Sakumo, well Tsunade was pretty sure this was one mission he wasn’t going to take. The risk to his own life when he had a son to take care of wasn’t worth it. Not when they weren’t posing a threat to Konoha.

They were just leaving.

“Even if we do leave, what are we supposed to do?” Orochimaru continued to argue. “We’re shinobi. Our purpose is to fight. If we’re not doing that…”

“Then we live,” Tsunade spoke softly, her eyes focused on the cup of tea in front of her. “We stop hurting. Is that so bad? To want a life without the constant missions. Without…”

Silence fell between them. Stiff and uncomfortable, lingering in the air while they contemplated what to do next. What path they wanted to take.

“You don’t have to come with us,” she offered, wanting to give Orochimaru the escape that they seemed to be arguing for. “If this is the life you want, who am I to tell you no? I just thought…”

Maybe she wouldn’t have to lose them.

If they were with her, safe and protected, she wouldn’t have to hear of their deaths one day. Wouldn’t be forced to return back home just to bury her old friends.

“Well, if I don’t come along then you’re left to deal with Jiraiya on your own,” She couldn’t tell if Orochimaru was just messing with her, but when she looked their way she was greeted with a soft smile. A rare sight when it came to them. “And as entertaining as it might be to hear tales of how you’ve beaten him into the ground in every village for his perverted ways…”

“Hey!” Jiraiya slammed his hands down on the table and stood to face Orochimaru. “Stop making it sound like I’m uncontrollable!”

“The only thing controlled about you is your hair,” Orochimaru shot back. “And some days even that’s questionable.”

Watching as the two of them got into one of their regular arguments, Tsunade couldn’t help but smile for the first time since Nawaki’s death. A small enough smile that she could easily hide it by picking up her cup and pretending to take a sip.

For the first time in days, she felt like there might be hope.

Like just maybe she didn’t have to keep hurting.

Having Orochimaru and Jiraiya by her side wouldn’t bring Dan and Nawaki back, and that pain would always stay with her. The emptiness by her side where her love and little brother belonged.

“Hey,” feeling a finger pressing against her forehead, Tsunade glared back at Jiraiya. “If we’re going to do this, we need a plan.”

“A plan?”

“Well, ya,” Leaning back in his seat, he gave her a playful smile. “Like, where do we want to go? Are we just going to travel around and see what happens or do we have a plan? And what do each of us even want to do with the freedom granted to us if we’re no longer doing missions for the village?”

She hadn’t thought that far. The fact that the two of them seemed to be agreeing to go with her at all was more than she had expected coming into this conversation. Now she had to come up with something for them to do.

“Well, we could always gamble,” Dan would laugh if he heard her now. A bright, happy laugh that she could practically hear ringing in her ear. “Life can’t fuck me over any more than it already has.”

“You should know better than to say something like that, Tsunade,” Laying their head on top of their hand, Orochimaru leveled her with an unimpressed look. “Your luck is so horrendous that the world might take that as a personal challenge and prove you wrong.”

“Just what we need to start our new lives out of Konoha. Some Tsunade grade luck,” Jiraiya laughed loud and proud, grunting when Orochimaru elbowed him in the side. “Oww.”

Ignoring Jiraiya’s poor choice of jokes, Tsunade gave some serious thought to his previous question. There were a lot of things that the three of them could do, but only a small list formed in her mind of things they would actually enjoy doing.

“Let’s go on a tour of villages,” she decided. “See some festivals. Experience some of the things we never had time for growing up because of training and missions.”

It was easy to imagine. Orochimaru trying out all the different festival foods that they could get their hands on, with the weirder ones being their favorites. Jiraiya flirting with all of the pretty girls he spotted until Tsunade punched him, and then focusing his attention on some of the festival games.

The three of them sitting on a rooftop, watching fireworks and shows. Just being able to enjoy themselves for once in their lives.

“I want to find scrolls that aren’t here in Konoha,’ Orochimaru spoke up. “New things to add to the knowledge I already have. Jutsu's, history, experiments. Whatever I can get my hands on.”

“Well,” stretching his arms up over his head, Jiraiya gave Tsunade a playful wink. “As long as we stop at some hot springs along the way and I get to see pretty girls, I don’t care much about what we do. Who knows, maybe I’ll even get some inspiration for that book I've been wanting to write.”

The shinobi’s way of life was nothing but missions, loss, and pain. An endless, ruthless cycle.

But here, sitting across from her teammates talking about the future that they could have, the life that they wanted to shape for themselves, Tsunade realized it didn’t have to be the life she lived any longer.

She was allowed to escape.

To run away from the system that kept taking everything she loved away from her and expecting her to move on as if nothing had happened.

She had already given up so much in her life. More than she could ever have imagined. It was time for the world to give her a break. To let her relax and breathe, and if she had to fight all of Konoha to get it, she would.

With her teammates by her side, there was no way she would lose.

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