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queenbees21 · 5 months

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BNHA Their nickname for you | Them

Warning | Grammar error | Not proofread

Type | Bullet Point • Fluff

A/n: I really need to finish this character list 😭 I’ll try my best write them quickly, also I’m still working on some requested works so I’m sorry if I’m slow right now (꒦ິꈍ꒦ິ)

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| ��ʜᴏᴛᴏ ᴛᴏᴅᴏʀᴏᴋɪ | | Y/N |

✯ Love ✿ ✯ Icyspicy

✯ Princess ✯ Hot stuff

✯ Darling ✯ Candy cane

✯ Peach ✯ Shou ✿

• Shoto never thought about giving you any nicknames. Both of his parents weren’t the most, affectionate couple; so it never crossed his mind. Until he noticed how other couples gave each-other cute nicknames, and so he seek advice from an export at romance.

“Hmmm, well you could call her maybe love? Love is a good start, for relationships starters. ^^” Ochaco advice, and that’s exactly what he did. As he did; it made you shy around him.

• Where there’s a prince, there’s always a princess. Yes, you’ll always be Shotos princess. He calls you Princess when he's in a good mood. And he thinks it suits you very much. Because of how charming you tend to be, you do it without realizing it. <3

• “Hello darling, how are you?” yes, this is a classic nickname he calls you when you're alone. It may be cheesy but, he loves be it. And as for you, you love it as well. You feels so special in a way, when he calls you darling. It gives you butterflies in your stomach.

• Peaches are your favorite fruit, although; you rarely ate them. Shoto figured it was because you didn’t have time to pick some. For you both were way too busy with hero studies to do so. Therefore, he somehow convinced Mr. Aizawa to take him to a peach farm… Perks of being the number one hero’s son.

When you had first heard him say that, you were confused. So when you asked him how he got the nickname, you were surprised and very amused at the same time.

“Aww! You remember! I like peaches! That’s so sweet Shou!”

He only nodded, and there was a stumble small smile when you called me Shou.

| Y/N |

• How do I even begin with this… nickname. Icyspicy? Really? What kind of nickname is this T^T? I can’t even believe how nonchalant Shoto was about it.

He was a bit confused, though; there was surprisingly faint pink hue upon his cheeks when you called out his “nickname”.

“Where did you even come up with that?” He questioned.

“Honestly, I don’t even know. I figured since you have an ice and a fire quirk. I’d give you a nickname that is combined with it.” You smile. He pat your head in amusement.

• “Hey there hot stuff~” You purr in Shotos ear, as you gently ran your fingers through his hair. Okay, now this took him by surprise. He was barely getting used to icyspicy, but now you are coming up with nicknames left and right.

“Where do you get theses nicknames…”

“From my heart hot stuff ❤︎“

• At this point Shoto doesn’t even know nor question, where you get your.. unique… nicknames for him… “Marry Christmas candy cane! I love you!” You say, as you handed him a present and gave him a peck on the cheek. “Merry Christmas to you too love.” He kissed your nose and walked away.

“Hey! Candy cane! You can’t just do that and walk away!” You exclaimed, flustered by his action.

• Shou is his permanent nickname. Out of all the nickname you called him. You’ve been thinking about it for a while, but never came up with anything. You wanted to give him a permanent nickname. One that you could proudly call him out to without embarrassing him. “Hmm…” you thought as you wrote down some nicknames.

You played around with it, until you “accidentally” spelled him name wrong. “Hmm… oh! Opps—wait…” you looked at the writing. Shou… “sounds like shoe hehe.” You giggled as you doddle around.

The next day, you had accidentally called him Shou. He was confused. “Oops! Sorry, I wasn’t trying to call you that—“

“I like it. Sounds cute.” He smiles slightly. You blush a little. “Oh.. alright than,” you giggled.

“Anyways! Shou~ let’s go on a date! I wanna have you all to myself today!” You cheekily winked. He agreed and left to go change. “Oh! Shou!” You called out to him. He turns around curiously. “I love you!” You smile, before running off.

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A/n: Thanks for reading! Have a good day and night! I’ll be working on the rest, so stay tuned! 🐝 👑 2️⃣1️⃣

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ssahotchnerr · 8 months

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Hey hey Katie!! Have fun on your road trip!

So what do you think about Reader, Jack, and Aaron (reader and Aaron are married) going to a water park together since it’s the end of summer?? I can totally seeing Jack bouncing off the walls wanting to go on the slides and reader and Aaron trying to constantly catch up to him! Like they’re being all domestic and cute going to the wave pool, lazy river, etc. 🥹

Thennnn Aaron and reader have “beef” since Jack wants to ride with his Momma on the tube slides instead of Aaronnnnn but then Aaron gets him a giant ice cream and Jacks like 😃 ok daddy I love you

Meanwhileeeee Aaron and reader are trying not to jump each other cuz they’re appreciating how they look and have fight off all the other people trying to flirt!! Then maybe they go home and have pizza and watch a movie together!

i did have fun thank you!!!! and AH your mind >>>>

it's def a lil end of summer surprise for jack 🥰🥰🥰 hehe you and aaron are getting ready for bed one night, discussing how summer just flew by and the days are dwindling down until jack is back in school 😭 🥲 AND since aaron doesn't work the next day, you both agree you should take advantage of it and take jackers out to do something fun!!!!!! <3333 aaron checks the weather for the next day to narrow down ideas, sees it's gonna be a hottttt one and comes up with the genius idea of going to a waterpark!!! something so fun and a good way to beat the heat <33

AH so you wake up jack bright and early the next day - aaron wanted to get there earlier to beat the crowd/traffic - and as he's opening his eyes, still half asleep, you brush his hair away from his eyes and whisper-ask :D "wanna go to a waterpark????" and within an instant, jackers is wide awake with the biggest most excited grin on his face <3333 his swimsuit is on in record time and he's eagerly talking you and aaron out the door as quickly as possible.

and as you get him and yourself ready, aaron has the job of collecting the towels, flip flops, sunscreen, anything you may need throughout the day, putting it in a big beach bag, and has the task of loading up the car 🤭 hehe it's very Dad of him <3333

as you three are pulling into the waterpark, jack is pointing out alllll the slides he sees and needs to go on because they look "super cool!!!!!!" - he's practically out of his seat, still buckled in, and aaron keeps looking in the rearview mirror and keeps reminding jack to stay put until he's parked 🤨🫵🏻🥰 but jack being as excited as he is, doesn't listen 🤭

and once you're all in the park, sunscreen is on and your spot has been selected, sweet jack is pulling on your hand trying to drag you away to go on slides <333 hehe leaving aaron in the dust 🤭 aaron pretends to be offended, pouts, and asks "what about me??? this was my idea you know???" and jack just giggles, clutches onto your hand and insists again how he wants to go on with you <3333333 so as the day progresses, he teases jack how the two of you are having all the fun 🙄 BUT for some of the bigger slides, the ones that make jack a bit nervous 🥺 he wants aaron to go on those with him 😭

and the lazy river <33333 the three of you spend sooo much time in there. aaron is the only one trying to relax, while you and jack team up to splash him every so often 🤭 hehe aaron is lounging in the floatie, eyes closed, he looks like he's asleep lmaooo 😭 and when he gets splashed, he totally plays it up for jack 🥹 pretending the water is such a surprise and topples into the river, which causes jack to erupt in laughter 💓💞 and UGH it tugs at your heartstrings because aaron 🥹🥹 is such a good dad <33333

and when aaron sees you in your bathing suit 🤭 he totally tries to grab your ass multiple times throughout the day. in response, you just smack his hand back and then also his chest gently and whisper-yell at him amusingly, "aaron!!!!! there are children here" and he just shrugs his shoulders and gives you a smirk ;)))))

AND every time you peer at aaron to check him out in his shirtless glory <3333 he's already peering at you to check you out 🤭 hehe the two of you just stupidly grin at each other, and UGH aaron causes you to blush everyyy time

but omg the other moms are TOTALLY checking aaron out, so you keep offering to put sunscreen on him to show he's yours >:( like one glances in his direction, their gaze lingers on him and his body for a bit too long and you're turning to aaron and urgently telling him, "i need to put sunscreen on your chest now" hehe and the first few times, aaron whines a bit, says how he's already fully covered thanks to you but complies <333 and eventually aaron catches on why and is so so sweet 🥹 so he'll let you manhandle him and put sunscreen on with no complaints, and alwayssss gives you a sweet kiss and reminds you he's all and only yours <33333

and at the end of the day, jack is soooo tuckered out from all the time spent in the sun, all the fun he had, and aaron carries him back to the car 🥹🥰 and once you're back home, the ac feels so nice and welcoming, aaron lays jack in his room so he can continue napping, and then the two of you take a shower together to cool down and wash up - hehe aaron makes a comment about he has to get all the sunscreen off him LMAO which reminds you of earlier so you have to remind him again who he belongs to so 🤭 that calls for shower sex of courseeeee 🥰💞💞💕💞

and once jack is awake and showered, the three of you finish the most amazing summer day by ordering some takeout, watching a movie and cuddling on the couch <3333333

#let's talk aaron <333 #aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner #aaron hotchner imagine #criminal minds #criminal minds imagine #criminal minds x reader

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junkissed · 11 months

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sunkissed

member — husband!jun x reader genre — fluff word count — 2.8k synopsis — this year for your anniversary, jun takes you on a trip down memory lane through the flowers of your past. warnings — the time skips between past & present, reader wears a dress at the end, some kissing, very brief cheol & seokmin cameos. nothing too extreme but they're a gross adorable happy married couple notes — this is for @svthub's secret garden collab! this fic is very special to me for many reasons but mostly because it's based on a little beach town where we used to go when i was growing up and i have so many fond memories of that experience (and also because i love jun hehe). i hope you enjoy :)

one reblog = one bouquet of flowers from jun 💐

“jun, can you at least tell me where we’re going?”

he shakes his head, a grin across his face. “nope! it’s a surprise.”

you frown and cross your arms, sitting down on the bed. “well, how am i supposed to know what to pack, then, if i don’t know where we’re going?”

jun pauses, his brow furrowed. “oh. yeah.” suddenly he pulls out his phone, studying the screen carefully, and you can’t help but laugh at him.

“what are you doing now?” you ask.

he looks up at you like it’s the most obvious thing in the world. “checking the weather,” he says. “it’s supposed to be nice and warm but the weather app says it’ll be windy, so pack a jacket.” he pauses, thinking. “maybe more than one jacket.”

you stand and walk over to your closet, pulling out two hangers: a long brown coat, and a thin cardigan. “which one?”

his face lights up and he laughs, pointing to the coat. “that one, for sure.”

“excuse me, do you need some help?”

ice cold drops of rain pour down around you as you stand underneath the overhang in front of the grocery store, cursing yourself for not checking the weather more thoroughly before you went out today. it had been a deceptively sunny day earlier, but during the rainy spring season you never know when the weather will flip on a dime and the skies open up like they have today. your outfit had been perfect for the sunshine, but now it’s nowhere near enough to protect you from the rain.

at the sound of a voice you turn and see a tall man coming out of the store behind you, a plastic thank-you bag sticking out from under his arm. “do you live far?” he asks. “you can borrow my umbrella, if you want.”

you start to tell him no, you’re fine thanks, but you pause when you study his face a little closer, realizing you recognize him. “you look familiar… do i know you?”

he nods his head a little in response. “aren’t you seungcheol’s friend? i’ve seen you at his parties sometimes— you were at new year’s, right?”

you give him a nod, relaxing a little now that you know he’s friendly, but you’re still surprised when he says your name. “yep, that’s me,” you say with a polite laugh. “but i’m sorry, i don’t remember your name.”

“don’t worry about it,” he grins. “i’m junhui, by the way, but my friends call me jun. you can call me jun.”

you stick out your hand, and he shakes it enthusiastically. “well, it’s very nice to officially meet you, jun,” you smile.

“so, about that umbrella,” he says.

“oh, no, i’m alright,” you say, waving him off. “i’m not far away. just working up the courage to sprint back home,” you say with a laugh.

“let me give you a ride,” he says. “a little bit shorter of a sprint for you, at least? i live at the apartments a couple blocks down, it’s not out of my way.”

“i’ll be fine,” you say, shaking your head as a gust of wind nearly knocks you over. “but it’s very kind of you to offer.”

he frowns a little. “well, i can’t in good conscience let you go running around in the rain without an umbrella or anything,” he says, thinking. he shifts his bag of groceries to his other arm and starts shrugging off his coat. “here, take my jacket. your outfit would get all ruined in the rain.”

you want to tell him no again, but the rain continues to pour around you, and your shoes are already soaked in water. and his coat does look pretty warm…

“okay, fine,” you say finally, accepting the clothing from him and slipping your arms into the sleeves as he tosses it around your shoulders. “but how do i get it back to you?”

“are you going to cheol’s housewarming party next weekend?” he asks, and you nod. “you can give it to me then.”

“alright. i’ll take good care of it for you,” you say with a smile, and he grins in response.

“i’m really sorry, i’ve gotta rush off to a meeting,” he says, checking his watch. “but it was nice meeting you, and i hope we see each other again soon!”

he gives you a little wave, then dashes off into the rain, holding his plastic bag over his head to protect himself. you pull the hood of his coat up over your head, feeling a little guilty for leaving him without a jacket; but he had offered, and you would see him again anyway. you’d have to figure out a way to repay him next time you saw him.

“now will you tell me where we’re going?”

the warm morning breeze brushes against your cheeks as you roll the windows down, resting your elbow out of the car. you lean your head back against the headrest and sigh, glancing over at jun in the driver’s seat. the wind blows his hair around in his face, a tousled flurry of brown against his tan skin.

you still have no idea where you’re headed for your anniversary trip, and it looks like jun has no intention of letting you know anytime soon. but that thought couldn’t be farther from your mind as you watch jun drive, buzzing in his seat with how excited he is to reveal his plans.

“nope,” he says, and you whine in response. “but you’ll see soon enough.” he grins at you and reaches across the seat to rest his hand on your leg, and you rest your hand on top of his, tilting your head against the seat to look out the window.

as he drives along the road, the city gets less and less dense until you’re out on a long back road, nothing but green fields and tall grass as far as the eye can see. eventually jun pulls off onto a dirt path and stops the car in a tiny parking lot. a small wooden sign announces the name of the park, along with a note that reminds visitors to pick up their trash.

he pulls the keys out of the ignition and turns to you, grinning. you smile back at him, waiting for him to say something. “is this your big surprise… ?”

he laughs, leaning over the center console to kiss your cheek before opening his door. “no. this is just lunch.”

he gets out of the car and pops open the trunk, pulling out a small cooler and a blanket before shutting it again. he holds out his hand to you, motioning for you to follow him, and when you take his hand he squeezes a little, turning back to smile at you before leading you over to a shady spot in the grass.

he spreads the picnic blanket out and you start to open the cooler to help him set up, but he swats your hand away playfully. “let me do it,” he pouts, and you can’t ever say no to him, especially when he’s gone through such lengths to plan all this, so you let him continue on with what he’s doing.

he pulls out a bottle of sparkling apple juice and two plastic champagne flutes, handing one to you so he can pour yours out first, before pouring his own and setting the bottle down.

“we’ll have the real stuff once we get to the hotel,” he says with a grin, holding up his glass to clink with yours.

“oh, so we’re staying at a hotel?” you say, raising your eyebrows at him as you take a sip.

he scowls. “you’re not getting any info out of me until we get there, so don’t even try!”

you laugh, laying down on your side on the blanket, and he pulls out paper-wrapped sandwiches from the cooler. he looks at them both and then hands you yours, with your name printed in careful but messy lettering and little hearts drawn around it in sharpie.

it’s so cute you almost don’t want to ruin it by opening it, and you look at it fondly for such a long time that by the time you finally start to unwrap it, jun is already halfway done with his. you call his name, holding back a laugh when he looks up from his sandwich with mustard smeared on one corner of his mouth and up his cheek. “what?” he asks, mouth full.

“nothing,” you giggle, reaching over to wipe the mustard off his face with your thumb before wiping your hand with a napkin. “i just love you.”

“number 36, two ham and swiss for jun?”

the barista calls out the order, and jun jumps out of his seat to go grab the food. despite being the middle of the day, there isn’t much of a lunch crowd in the cafe this afternoon.

after seeing jun again at your friend seungcheol’s get-together, you’d really hit it off, and you’d casually offered to get lunch with him sometime. and as luck would have it, your schedules lined up so that you both had a free afternoon the very next day. jun had recommended the cafe down the street owned by his friend seokmin, raving on and on about his chocolate chip muffins, and you’d been convinced.

he comes back to the table a second later holding a little wood tray with two sandwiches, carefully handing you yours before sitting down again.

not only does the sandwich end up being great, but the company you’re with ends up being the best part of the lunch. getting to know jun is more fun than you’ve ever had, and when you look down to check your watch and realize that you’ll be late to work if you stay any longer, you’re honestly disappointed it has to end here.

“do you wanna go out again sometime?” jun asks nervously as you both stand up. “maybe… dinner or something, next time?”

“yeah.” pushing your chair in, you give him a bright smile. “i would really like that. dinner sounds great.”

he grins, and you can almost see his cheeks flush a little as he follows you out of the cafe. walking back to your car parked next to his on the sidewalk, he tells you all about the new recipes he’s been wanting to try and how he can’t wait to show you his favorites, already eager to cook you dinner.

being around him feels like you’ve known each other for years, and in that moment you realize this lunch is only a first date with jun. he’s already making plans for a second, and it feels like the most natural thing in the world.

he helps you into your car and gives you a wave before walking away to get into his own. and long after his car has pulled away and you’re still sitting in the parking lot, you can’t help but smile, thinking about how wonderful today has been and how much you’re looking forward to seeing him again.

“we’re here, baby, are you awake?”

jun’s soft voice pulls you out of your nap and you blink slowly, sitting up and massaging the kink in your neck from sleeping against the window. you had wanted to stay awake to see where jun was taking you, but with the excitement from packing you hadn’t gotten much sleep last night, and the feeling of warm sunshine on your face and the rolling of the car had put you right to sleep.

rubbing your eyes, you stare out the window to see what he’s talking about, but it only takes you a few seconds to immediately recognize where you are. “jun!” you gasp, looking over at him, and he beams back at you with the brightest smile you’ve ever seen.

“surprise,” he giggles, watching your giddy reaction as he drives along the familiar coastal highway. it’s the same little town you spent your honeymoon with him years ago, that you’ve always said you’d wanted to visit again but between both of your busy lives you haven’t had the chance to.

you roll down the window, sticking your head out of the car and inhaling the fresh, salty sea air.

jun pulls into the hotel parking lot: a little inn that, by the looks of it, hasn’t changed much since the last time you were here. you hop out and come around to meet jun at the other side of the car and he gives you a kiss on the cheek as he stands up, shutting the car door and taking your hand to lead you to the front office to check in.

when you pull open the door, the front desk is decorated just like how you remember it. paintings of ocean scenes hang on the walls, and driftwood and seashells sit atop every antique wooden table. you walk across the room to pick up a magazine off one of the tables, flipping through it to see advertisements for local restaurants, wine tastings, and local art shows.

you’re so invested reading an article about the owner of the inn, that you don’t notice how jun lowers his voice talking to the man at the front desk, whispering and nodding quickly before he hands the room keys to your husband. he grins and shakes the man’s hand before calling your name, and you turn around and grab his hand again, ready to go see your room.

jun hands you the keys and lets you lead the way, tugging him after you. muscle memory comes back to you as your feet carry you up the stairs to the same room you’d stayed in so long ago. he follows after you, unable to hide the smile on his face as he sees your excitement. it’s not often you get to go on vacation together, and he’s determined to make sure this anniversary is one you won’t forget.

outside the room you unlock the door, but when you see what’s inside you nearly drop everything you’re holding. the entire room is covered in flowers, with pink rhododendrons and pretty white blooms in vases on every table and rose petals scattered across the bed. by the mini refrigerator there’s a bottle of champagne resting in a bucket of ice, a little note attached with a bow around the neck of the bottle.

you turn around and jun is right behind you, beaming like a little kid that’s just been told they can have dessert before dinner as he watches your reaction. it had cost him a lot to get the owner to do all this extra stuff, but when jun had talked to him on the phone he was more than happy to help him plan it all out for such a special occasion.

you throw your arms around him and he giggles, walking you backwards into the room. the luggage in the open car trunk is long forgotten as his lips press against yours, his arms wrapped tightly around you.

“are you ready?”

jun asks from the driver’s seat as you sit beside him in the car. your dress bunches up around you as you turn to look at him, pushing the fabric out of the way so you can lean across the cupholders to kiss him, the first of many kisses today and over the years that will come.

he smiles against your lips before pulling away to start the car, and you look out your passenger side window one more time. all of your friends and family stand outside the car, waving and cheering and holding bouquets of bright pink rhododendrons.

jun twists around to look behind him at the rear window, where the words “just married” are written in chalk marker, as he reverses out of the parking lot.

once everyone is out of sight, you begin to relax into your seat, kicking off the shoes that have been hurting your feet all night. you’re leaving before any of your guests are, having stayed at the reception just long enough to cut the cake and have your first dance, so it’s still early enough in the evening to have some time to yourselves

“where are we going?” you ask, reclining the seat a little with a sigh as you gaze out the window. the stars are beginning to come out, little twinkling lights in the sky, and you smile as you think about today, finally a moment to relax and reflect on everything.

your new husband grins and shakes his head, sliding one hand across the seat to intertwine his fingers with yours. “nope. it’s a surprise.”

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igotkpoops · 9 months

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PAPER RINGS

I like shiny things, but I'd marry you with paper rings

summary: in which the young couple’s graduation is coming and ricky wanted to show her how he wants to marry her in the right time.

zerobaseone ricky x fem! reader

genre: fluff, high school couple

warning: just lovelicky in your timeline

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“before the school year ends, who’s your favorite couple around the campus?”

“ricky and y/n”

“it would be ricky and y/n, have you seen those two?”

“the IT couple, ricky and y/n”

“i mean even though i am in a relationship, ricky and y/n”

“and that’s the end of this episode, see you next school year folks!”

“y/n y/n y/n we should really try the new ice cream store across aunt’s!” ricky shakes y/n arm. “i still don’t get how people are scared by you” y/n squishes his cheeks. “i mean have you seen me?” he poses for her. “your really a dork” both of them sweetly smile at each other, both holding hands going to the new ice cream store while giggling at each other.

after buying, they sat on a nearby bench watching the sunset unfold. talking about the things they did in the past. “can’t believe we're graduating soon” ricky said and that made y/n pout. “why?” ricky giggled at her, “because you’ll be taking your dad’s company soon, and what about me?” and that made ricky’s eyes softened.

“you silly, mom and dad love you. we're still going to our dream university together” ricky reassured her. “together?” y/n ask curiously. “i also applied to your dream university love.” “ha? you wait what?!” and that made ricky laugh.

“i won't allow you to go to another country without me,” ricky said interlocking their hands together.

“i love you” “and i love you more my love” “oh i also made this” ricky suddenly said rummaging through the pockets of his bags. “ohh ricky, you’re really in love with me huh” y/n admiringly said, “i do” ricky sighed contended that y/n loves what he made for her.

“i know you’ll scold me if i give you something expensive or whatnot, so i made you a paper ring during detention hehe” he cheekily said. “what did sir zhou scold you again” she shakes her head. “i think you know” ricky wink at her.

“stop your silly doings with ollie you dumb dumb” “but he’s too cute!”

bonus part

2nd year of high school

“class president, mister tall and handsome is eyeing you again” y/n's friend told her. y/n look up from her book and in did ricky is staring her.

ricky got shy and immediately pay attention to zhanghao to whatever he was saying.

y/n still remember what he did yesterday.

“oi! class pres.” it was the end of class and ricky called y/n who was alone in the hallway doing her daily check of every class in her hall. “what do you want mr. short and ugly” y/n snort as ricky gave her a playful glare.

“so?” “yes” “wait- did you agree to go out with me now?” “oh no dummy bye!” y/n quickly wave him goodbye laughing at his disoriented face. ‘hey come back here!” ricky ran after her. both laughter’s coming from them, especially ricky. knowing his sure thing finally saying yes to him.

#shen ricky #ricky au #zb1 #zerobaseone #shen quanrui #taylor swift #lover #paper rings #shen ricky x reader #ricky x reader #zb1 x reader #zerobaseone x reader

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misguidedasgardian · 1 year

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The White Dragon (31)

31. I bring the storm

MASTERLIST

Summary: You are back, and you don't like what you find out

Pairings: main Harwin Strong x Fem!Targaryen reader

Warnings: cursing, medieval and A song of ice and Fire AU customs, dragon fire, sheep eating, death, violence, armies, death, war and all that comes with it. Might miss some warnings but you know what this is about :)

+18, MINORS DNI

Wordcount: 3.8 k

Notes: This happens right before the events on “All roads”, and then after... hehe. Well this one came in pretty quickly, we returned tot he reader's POV, and well, all she was thinking about while she came back...

Three weeks

Three fucking weeks you had been trapped in this gods forsaken island

And today, you woke up to Vhaelar, flapping her wings, no signs of pain, no barren teeth, no grunts

She was ready

you were going to join the world of the living

For the last three weeks you had been in what it feels like to be the land of the dead, no other humans in sight, no ships passing by, no dragons flying above. Perhaps you truly were dead, perhaps you now will fly into an endless sky, and land into an endless beach and jungle

Perhaps you will not be able to land back on the land of the living.

But you had to try

You had no idea of what you were going to encounter once you came back, the worst scenarios playing over and over in your head

Had Sunfyre, Dreamfyre and Vhagar stormed Dragonstone and burned them all?

Was Aemma married to Aemond? Was she alright? Or Rhaenyra did something to anger them and the Greens killed her in retaliation?

Did Daemon finally snap and plunge the whole country into war? brother against brother? did Rhaenyra caved and listened to him?

In your mind, or in your worst nightmares, the war broke out, your children went to war, Aemma kept being a prisoner, and everything was at stake, your children at risk, risking their lives for something they didn’t even know they believed. Your children could have been safe, if you stood on the sidelines… But you chose a side, and your children’s life were at stake

Was that the case?

Or perhaps everything remained the same, perhaps they were still exchanging letters and treaties and threats, perhaps they were gathering their men… perhaps nothing had happened

But Aemond attacked you and they probably think you are dead

The war broke out.

Where were your children? Did they stay North?

Did your worst fears come true? You closed your eyes as you ate the fish you catched in the sea… you were certain, your mind was plagued with nightmares at night when you managed to close your eyes.

And what were you going to do?

What decisions were you going to make?

What side?

Despite all your efforts, all the diplomacy, they still stole the crown, they usurped the Throne, they still took your daughter, Rhaenyra did nothing to prevent it despite your council, you did everything, you delivered your life tot his cause

And still everything went to shit

So… begs the question, again

What were you going to do?

“Politics and diplomacy won’t work”, you whispered to the air, “The only thing the want, is fire and blood”

You will do what’s best for your children, and the realm, and whoever stands in the way will burn

That was your destiny

So you gather all the things you had placed around your “camp”, and placed them in your dragon’s mount, and then, with a growl of Vhaelar, you strapped yourself to the saddle

“Sôbês Vhaelar”, you commanded, and feeling your own dragon’s satisfaction, she took off, for the first time in three weeks, she was able to fly through the air, almost purring

You weren’t dead, soon you were able to see Evenfall Hall, the seat of the Tarths, and you let Vhaelar stop in a field, and breath fire over an entire sheep herd, so she could feast, feed herself, you had been trying to feed her, but there is so much animals you could hunt to feed the third largest dragon in the world.

Once she was fed and content, she took flight again as a platoon of soldiers tried to reach you. You will write to the Tarth Lord later.

You were certainly not dead

You flew above Tarth, watching their small villages and then over open water, you only had to fly North, helped by the compass you always carried, and it will take you to Dragonstone.

Vhaelar couldn’t stop grunting and growling, and you felt her emotion, her excitement, she could smell the war in the air, and the blood on the water, she was a war dragon, even if you haven't been to war yet.

In your travel North you saw ships, Essossi ships, and later on you saw Velaryon’s vessels ready to face them, an entire naval conflict was to ensue, so your worst fears clinged onto your chest.

The war broke out

You finally, after hours of journey you saw Dragonstone over the water, the dark island was intact and they brought you comfort beyond your words, the pinnacle of the Blacks still stood, so that could only mean good things

As Vhaelar was descending you heard soldiers screaming, announcing the arrival of a dragon, Vhaelar was fast, so other dragons didn’t get to meet you, Vhaelar roared loudly, announcing her arrival

This was unreal, you felt like you had left this island a lifetime ago. you looked at yourself and your own image had left much to be desired, your clothes worn and torn for being weeks in the wild.

Vhaelar growled, and flew away.

And the look that Arryk gave you, he looked like he had seen a ghost

“Your grace!”, he said, bowing to you, “we thought you were dead!”, he said urgently, “you must go to Queen Rhaenyra, right away!”, he escorted you to the castle, you followed him closely, he seemed so nervous. Everybody that crossed your path looked at you wide eyed

Until he left you outside the war council room, to wait for him to introduce you

“Princes (Y/N) has come back, and awaits for an audience”

“What?”, Rhaenyra asked, “is this some sick joke?”, you couldn’t wait any longer, and pushed open the huge double doors to enter

All the room, all of them, everyone who was in the room stopped whatever they were doing and looked up at you. Rhaenyra, too, looked like she had seen a ghost.

“Sister?”, she called, “How…?”, she didn’t even know what to ask, she seemed like she wanted to come to you, but she didn’t

“I gather everybody thought I died”, you said simply, “Well, not really”

“Where were you?”, asked Daemon strutting around the room

“Certainly not taking a vacation, my dragon was badly harmed and I got stranded in fucking Tarth!”, you explained, feeling hurt at the accusation on his tone, “I didn’t see any vessels from you lot searching for me!”, you looked around and you didn’t see nor Rhaenys, or Corlys, but Jacaerys and Lucerys where there, they seemed impressed

“I’m so very sorry”, said Rhaenyra, “when we heard about your downfall, we thought the worst”, she muttered

“A war broke out, because we thought you were dead”, said Daemon

“Oh forgive me, how is that my fault?”, you asked, “I was struck down from the skies by Prince Aemond, on Vhagar, defending him!”, you pointed at Jacaerys

“And I thank you, for your sacrifice!”, said Rhaenyra, “we are so happy that you are back!”, she now came to you, and hugged you strangely, you hugged her back, but it wasn’t genuine, but tense and awkward.

“I need to know what has happened”, as soon as she released you she walked away from you, and you walked towards the painted table, you were so confused, everything felt so strange, “where are my children?”, you asked then, “where is my husband?”, you looked around, but no one met your eyes, “where?”, you asked

“It would be ebay if you took a bath, and ate something”, she invited, “you will not be able to help anyone if you are in this… state”, she whispered

“I first need to know where my children are”, you said firmly, nobody wanted to meet your eyes, “did something happen?”

“No, nothing happened”, said Rhaenyra, and you got tired, so you punched the table in a fit of rage, making all the pieces fall over

“WHERE ARE THEY?”, you asked. And suddenly, you feel your heart beating in your ears, suddenly your body was too heavy, and the floor seemed to pull you towards it, you felt dizzy, and you passed out.

. . .

When you woke up again, they had brought you to a comfortable room, your clothes had been removed, instead, only a soft linen white night shirt dressed you, by your side rested a plate filled with bread, cheeses, and fruits, without thinking, you devoured the plate whole, eating every grape, and every crumb

And you drank to the last drop of water that was left for you as well. So when you stood next, you felt so much better, your strength had been renewed. you saw the bath they had made for you, it was already cold, but you didn’t mind, if you washed once again with salt water you were going to lose it.

You washed your hair with special oils, and you scrubbed your body almost raw. you cleaned your face from weeks of sand and dirt. And you felt your soul coming back to your body.

To be able to find answers, you needed your strength, you thought, you had to gather yourself, you had to remain calm

But this was not the time to be calm

So you dressed in riding clothes, and you put braids in your hair, and when you looked at the mirror you found your old self… except with a tan, because you had been outdoors… and your look rougher, and the scar from the injury you had provoked yourself crossed the left side of your face. When you were hunting a wild boar in the forest, a branch had scratched over your eye in a vertical line… It was a white line now, but still, it was a miracle that it didn’t get infected.

You were a wild version of yourself… a primal part of you had awakened, and you didn’t think it was going back to sleep.

So you grabbed your Valyrian steel sword that rested against the bed and you abandoned your room

You found Rhaenyra in her rooms, a whole day had passed as you gathered, because it was the morning, and when you reached Dragonstone it was the afternoon

A maid was braiding Rhaenyra’s hair, and she looked at your through the mirror

“You look better”, she said

“Thanks, now I would like to know… what is happening”, you said firmly. She only nodded and stood up from where she had sat to fix herself for the day

She made you follow her back to the war room, where the painted table stood right in the middle.

“After we thought you died, the North called in her banners”, she said, “four weeks ago”, you nodded, “The Baratheons joined the greens, as the Lannisters, as you know”, you nodded, “soon Harrenhal became a point of interest, being key in the road to King’s Landing”, she explained, “You had send your sons to Winterfell, to Maekar flew back to Harrenhal, and Rhaegar flew with the Northerner army”, she said gently

“Where are they now?”, you asked

“The Stark army split in two, one faction went to the twins, with your son, and the other directly to Harrenhal”, she pointed at points on the map. In the corner of your eye, you saw Jacaerys entering the room, “As they reached the twins, they were attacked by the Lannisters and Tullys, but the Tullys turned on the Lannisters, and the Winter Wolves managed to win, thanks to your son”, you almost threw up your own heart

“He is fighting?”, you asked her, she averted her gaze, “he is marching with an army and risking his life?”, you asked her, enraged

“They decided that on their own”, she defended

“Where is Maekar?”, you asked, “what happened with Aemma?”

“Maekar is with Harwin”, Jacaerys said out loud, “In Harrenhal”

“Harrenhal is the most dangerous seat in the realm right now”, you said with urgency, “who is there?”

“The Tullys arrived a couple of days ago”, muttered Rhaenyra, “As did Cregan Stark”

“The royal army, as the Baratheons are marching on them now”, said Jacaerys

“Vhagar is marching on Harrenhal”, you told them, “my son and husband are there, who did you send to back them up?”, and you were met with silence, “Rhaenyra…”, she looked away, she didn’t face, “who, in dragonback, did you send to back up my son?”, you growled, feeling fire, rage burning all over your body

“Meleys is in Driftmark, soon to fight against the triarchy’s navy”, she sounded like she had broken glass down her throat, and you might just put it there yourself

“Where the fuck is Damon?”, you asked then, “AND YOUR OWN SONS?”, at this point you were screaming, “and what have you done to get my daughter back?”

“You don’t speak to your Queen like that”, whined Jacaerys, but no punk like him was going to tell you what to do

“Rhaenyra!”, you called, “fucking look at me”, and then she did was she always did when she was cornered, she got defensive, and tried to shift the blame

“If you hadn't disappeared, all of this wouldn’t have happened”, she said, “your sons started this..”, and then you saw red

“You are right, I shouldn’t have go missing, instead I should have let Vhagar eat your son, dragon and all, and then I should have come back”, you said, Rhaenyra opened her eyes widely, “remind me, to never save your family’s life again, and to fucking never fight your battles for you”, you bit down

“That is not…”

“Now… what have you done to get my daughter back?”, you asked slowly, interrupting her, fighting so hard to not jump her and murder her

“She is probably married to Aemond, you know how much she loved him, she probably…”, you didn’t let her finished

“So you didn’t do anything…. You sent my sons to war, you don’t send anyone to support them, while you stand here, cozy and comfortable while EVERYONE is fighting this war for you?”, you asked, outraged

“I am a Queen”, and then you looked at Jacaerys, he was older than your sons, he was the heir of the claim you were fighting, instead… there he stood, with that self sufficient smug on his face. You didn’t want him to fight this war, you didn’t want anyone to fight this war… but why were your sons risking their lives and he wasn’t?

“The philosophers would argue that, that monarch who has to clarify his title verbally is not worthy of it”, you said firmly, looking at her across the table.

“What are you saying?”, she asked, again, in a defensive way

“Who are you sending to support my son?”, you asked, and she said nothing, “ANSWER ME”

“I said we cannot spare anyone…We are planning…”

“Vhagar, the biggest fucking dragon in the world flies towards my home, and you are doing nothing?”, you asked again, “my husband and son… the allies from the North that I got for you!”, you said pointing at your own chest, “And you will do nothing to protect them?”

“We have our own battlefront here, the Triarchy…”

“I will go myself…”, you barked

“No! pelase! you have to stay here in case…”

“You didn’t support me, don’t expect my support in return!”

“What are you saying?”, she asked, indignant

“What you just heard”, you said back, you walked towards her until you had her at arm’s reach, she looked at you scared as you placed your hand on the back of her neck, to keep her in place. You saw Jacaerys try to get to his mother, but stopped midway, you leaned in and she stood still. “You better hope, that all my children are alive and well”, you whispered dangerously in her ear, “Because for one of my children that perishes”, you whispered dangerously against her ear, “I will take two of your dragons”, you threatened

“Are you threatening your queen?”, she asked, her voice high as you released her, but it broke as she was saying, “your sister?”

“A queen and a sister, fights for you, protects your family, is thankful for you risking your life for her”, you said firmly, “A real sister doesn’t try to seduce her sister’s husband”, you bit, and she opened her eyes widely, “You are not my queen”, you bit out, releasing her, “you are not my sister”, you started to walk out of the room, “you can fight your own war, I’m pulling my children and my allies out of this”, and before she could protest, you walked out

You didn’t know where your uncle was, you didn’t fucking care as adrenaline filled your veins with fire, a dragon could burn you right now and you were confident that you wouldn’t feel a thing… you were certain of it.

You had to get to Harrenhal, if it was not already too late.

Your family

Your heart clenched on your chest as you thought about your children, your dragonlings… alone, fighting a war. Vhaelar growled loudly, feeling your distress, but you also felt her lust for blood, for fire, and you were going to give it to her.

Dragons had a brilliant memory, you knew it, and she wants revenge for what Vhagar did to her.

Nothing more matters

Your children will come out of this alive and nothing will stop you to achieve that goal

Nothing

So you flew towards Harrenhal, you knew that the army was probably marching above the King’s road north, so you followed that path. Vhaelar growled under you as she sensed the presence of another dragon, you knew her, she had the instincts of a hunter, so she knew perfectly well what it meant,

As you flew amongst the clouds, high in the sky, you saw it, Vhagar chasing Aerion, your instincts flared out, specially your mother instincts, whatever was threatening your child had to go, had to be eliminated, so you just muttered a single command.

“Arghugon, Vhaelar”. you said firmly, and that is all it took for the white demon to hunt the Queen of dragons

[Hunt, Vhaelar]

So after the conversation between your son and half-siblings, it was time to gather at home… you walked towards the army that was gathered, as you looked upon the thousand of men, there was only one who stood up amongst everyone else.

“Harwin!”, you called, in desperation, as you ran towards him, he as he saw you ran towards you in turn, and you threw yourself in his arms, the collision was beautiful, embracing each other in open arms

“My love!”, he cried in your ear, “you are alive”

“I’m alive!”, you cried, “I’m sorry I made you think I wasn’t”, he released you, only to cradle your face with his big hands, and to look into your face and realize that you were truly there, standing right in front of him

“What happened?”, he asked, “are you well?”

“I’m well, VHagar bit Vhaelar’s wing, she was recuperating in Tarth, I couldn’t get back!”, you explained, and he embraced you in his arms again

“You are not going to leave my sight ever again”, he whispered against your ear, “you hear me?”

“Yes husband, I’m sorry!”, you whined, “everyone if fighting because of me”

“No we are not”, he murmured, “we would have done it anyways”

When everyone calmed down, you returned to the White Hall, marching slowly with the army, the remains of the Baratheons, Lord Borros and the Royal army had surrendered, but still they were being taken prisoners

You walked hand in hand with Harwin, alongside Cregan, at the head of the march, your child and your half siblings behind you, speaking amongst each other

“Cregan, you should take your army and go back home”, you said, “I shouldn’t have brought you into this”

“This isn’t over”, he muttered, “you might not want to fight for your sister, but Otto Hightower and Aegon Targaryen are still a threat, to you and to your children. You nodded, “we will see what is to come, I’m sure that first you would like to see your children”

“I would”, you answered truthfully

“We will speak more freely when we know how the current battlefronts are being fought”, he said

When you arrived home, the leaders of the armies met, Aemond and Helaena included

“They are greens!”, chanted one of the Northerners

“Not anymore”, muttered Aemond, “they lost all the leverage they had over me”, he said firmly, “i will follow my sister now”

“Good”, chanted one

“Alright, what’s next?”, asked another

“The armies that still remain with the Greens are all south and east”, said Aemond openly, pointing at a big table with a map over it, “The other half of the Lannsiter army that are still alive is with their fleet, they will make port at Old Oak and march in Highgarden from there”, he said pointing in the map, the idea is to pressure the Tyrells, because from right now they are declaring themselves neutral to this conflict, with them all the food and resources of the Kingdom will be lost to our side”, he told them, and everyone got quiet, “in addition the HIghtowers are marching from Old Town, with a force that large they will fuck up everything in their path”

“Aemma is going there, in the Bronze Fury, with Steffon”, she said, “she wants to stop that from happening”

“Then I will go and meet her”, said Aemond

“The Hightower army would listen to you?”, you asked, and he doubted

“I’m not sure, but they will certainly not listen to you”, he said, “I’m your best choice, Aegon is missing, he left the capital, badly injured, nobody knows where he is, it is my grandfather who is behind this, Otto HIghtower”

“Then you should go”, you said in front of all of them, and they all nodded, “that force is marching north, in whichever side we stand”, you said clearly, “we need to dissolve the forces”

“Whoever of the Targaryen sits the Iron Throne that is of no consequence, but it cannot be my grandfather”, said Aemond, “he has no Targaryens on his power now, he doesn’t have me, and he doesn’t have Aegon or his children”, he said looking at Helaena, “his reign of terror should be over”

“So we dissolve his armies, and surround the capital and ask for his surrender”, you said, “the power are of Targaryens, once we settle in the capital we will decide who will rule”

“Aye!”, chanted a lot of them.

Once the meeting was adjourned, you grabbed Aemond gently and took him to the side

“I was serious, you need a dragon”, you muttered

“You can’t find them anywhere”, he growled, reviving how hard it was for him to bond himself to a dragon in the first place

“I know where we can find one”, you muttered, “Dragonstone”

“They will kill me on sight”

“Not if they don’t see you, not if I take you and i distract them while you sneak into the Dragon mount”, he nodded

“Do you have any dragons in mind?”, he asked, and you smiled

“In fact I do”

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Haunted pt5

Gonna be MIA next week, I’m getting married 28/11 so I’m gonna be a bit busy. If I find time to do another chapter I will.

I don’t know how to do a taglist lmao let me j ow if that’s something y’all want

Have some angst hehe

Applying the last of your concealer on your now golden bruise, which adorned the bridge of your nose, you let out a sigh. ‘Alright lass?’ Turning round you saw Soap leaning against the door frame. ‘Yeah. I think so. Just nervous.’ Offering you a reassuring smile he walked over to you and placed a firm hold on your shoulder. ‘You be alright lass. Keegan’s doin all the listening, you’re there just to look good’ he winked. Laughing you shoved him off you ‘fuck off Soap.’

Walking downstairs to the dining room your stomach was doing somersaults. The thought of seeing Keegan again after all this time made you feel physically sick. Taking a deep breath you rounded the corner to the dining room, all the men sat waiting for you. Keegan stood in the corner, his ice blue eyes slammed into yours within an instant. Fuck. ‘Long time no see kid’ he greeted in the silence of the room. Putting on your brave face you smiled back ‘Hey! Yeah it’s … been a while.’ Christ why were you so awkward? He still looked incredible, firm body, tall, imposing and those eyes. You almost forgot you’re meant to breathe.

Feeling everyone’s eyes on you, you quickly found your seat and sat down. Next to Ghost of course. He was able to see you were feeling tense so he placed his knee next to yours under the table. A subtle sign to let you know he was there. Brushing your arm briefly along his thigh as a thank you, you settled into the briefing.

‘Now’ Price began ‘just wanna say thank you Keegan for takin time to come and help us with this intel operation. Ghost, like I said the other day you’re look out. You’ll be on the roof opposite the cafe, keepin an eye. Soap and Gaz you’ll be outside to start. One by one go in and keep eye on Doc and Keegan. Keegan knows what he needs to listen for, Doc you’re there to make it more convincing. Get the intel and get out. Piece of piss.’ All nodding in unison you stood to get ready to depart. Everyone had left the room all bar you and Ghost. Looking up at him he could sense your wavering nerves. Planting a firm kiss on your forehead he held your hands in his ‘you got this love.’ That’s all the reassurance you needed.

Once outside the town you secured your switch blade to your thigh and another smaller knife in the neck of your boot. Pulling your flowy skirt down you noticed Keegans eyes on you. ‘Just like old times eh. Flashing me a thigh to get my attention’ he smirked. ‘In your fuckin dreams Keegan.’

‘You always are kid.’ Snapping your head to him you shot him a firm gaze ‘don’t start this please. I don’t have the mental energy to deal with you today. Come on, before I lose my nerve.’

Taking his hand in yours you began walking down the street to the cafe. Your earpiece crackled to life underneath your hair. ‘Got you in my sights. They’re not here yet, linger for 5.’ There he was, your guardian angel in the skies. Soap was sat by a fountain reading a newspaper and Gaz was lingering on the corner looking at his phone. Keegan wrapped his hand around your waist pulling you in tightly to him. Ghost looked on, an ache deep within his chest. You looked so natural on his arm, so comfortable and care free. Ghost began to wonder if that’s how you felt with him, that carefree and comfortable. He felt an ache of jealously creeping up into his chest.

‘They’re coming up on your 6, get ready.’ Taking a deep breath you tried to calm your nerves, Ghost reading your body longed to hold you, to calm you. Instead Keegan had other ideas, he also knew how to read you. Pulling you in he placed his lips on yours, knowing you were unable to pull away you could only allow him to kiss you. Extremely aware the only man you wanted was forced to watch, helpless at the situation before him. Keegan pulled away ‘you taste just as good as I remember.’ Ghosts grip on his sniper rifle grew tighter by the minute, his knuckles white hot with rage. The jealousy kicking up a notch.

You smiled back at Keegan, knowing you couldn’t do anything else. But your eyes were dead. You glared back at him, wanting nothing more than to slap him. ‘Let’s go in’ you urged, feeling the burn of Ghosts gaze. Walking into the dull cafe you saw your targets sat in a booth, luckily for you another booth was empty next to them. Sitting down in the booth you were sat back to back, in optimum position to hear everything. The waitress brought over coffee and you both relaxed into the shabby dark green leather.

Keegan was taking this couple business far too seriously. He nuzzled against your neck, finger tips grazed your thigh and planted a kiss on your cheek any time he could. ‘Careful’ you chided ‘could be giving the impression you’re not entirely over me.’

Taking a sip of his coffee he looked over towards Soap who had now entered the cafe. ‘Not entirely kid. Would much prefer to be under you.’ You snorted into your cup, placing his hand on the knife concealed on your thigh. ‘What I wouldn’t give to bury this into your fucking face’ you said with a sickly sweet smile. ‘God I’ve fuckin missed you’ he retorted.

With the Russians conversation finally switching to what you were here for, Keegan leant back against the booth. Intently listening. Locking eyes with Soap you gave a subtle nod to inform him it was go time. Soap diverted his attention back to his newspaper, ears clearly on stand by. You had no idea what what Keegan needed to listen out for. Your mind wandered back to your relationship with him. The arguments, the fights, the make up sex … the amazing make up sex. God. The thought made you blush, pushing the memories back down you tried to stay alert and focused on the mission.

With a firm slap to your thigh Keegan smiled ‘got what we need, let’s go.’ Not needing to tell you twice you jumped up from the booth and made your way outside hand in hand with Keegan. Once outside and clear from Makarovs men you radioed to Ghost, ‘all clear. Got what we needed.’ Silence. Odd.

Making your way back to the jeeps, Keegan again tried to get handsy with you. Pushing him off you, you looked at him in disbelief. ‘I haven’t seen you in years and you think we can pick up where we left off?! You’re fucking deluded. You HURT me Keegan. Really fucking bad. I would have done anything for you. And you hurt me.’ Tears pricked your eyes as the seriousness of your tone finally got through to him. He backed off finally getting the message.

Soap and Gaz rounded the corner to find you both mid argument. Ghost was the last to turn up, his eyes expressionless. The journey back was tense. You sat in the middle of Ghost and Keegan, Ghost back to being tense around you. Not even looking in your direction. Feeling how tense it was Soap turned on the radio and flashed Gaz a grimace.

Once back at the safe house Keegan filled in Price on what he needed to hear. Soap and Gaz took to the living room to relax. You however went to find Ghost. Finding him in his room you knocked, he didn’t even look at you. You felt uneasy. ‘Hey? What’s wrong?’

Nothing. ‘Simon, please talk to me?’ Nothing. He just stared at the floor. Your heart rate increasing, you were starting to feel incredibly anxious. In reality he didn’t know what to say. He couldn’t express how he felt inside, seeing how natural you looked with Keegan played on his mind massively. His mind reverted to constant negative self-talk, why would any one love him? Why would any one want to show affection to him? You were just using him because you were bored. So he did what he does best with relationships. Self-sabotage.

Standing up he towered over you ‘you gonna fuck him?’ If your eyes could have widened further they would have. What the fuck did he mean by that?! ‘Simon what are you on about?’

‘I saw how cosy you were with him. Looked like more than just actin to me.’ His eyes were cold, void of emotion but his tone of voice made up for that. ‘I told you we had history Simon …’

Without letting you finish he carried on quoting him ‘you taste just as good as I remember?’ His fists were clenched tight ‘bet you fuckin loved kissin him.’ Knowing exactly what he was doing you called him out on it. ‘Just because you cant handle your emotions Simon does not mean you get to take it out on me. You’re not the only one here with a past so you don’t get to pull this self-sabotage bullshit with me.’ Tears were welling under your eyes, a mixture of frustration, sadness and pure rage. ‘And what the fuck would you know?’ He spat.

‘You wanna know?!’ You seethed, squaring up to him ‘you’re not the only one who’s been fucking abused Simon. You’re not the only one daddy didnt fucking love. You know my father and brother would often beat me? Make me watch as they beat my mother? I was tortured in Afghanistan for 2 weeks’ you spat as you lifted your jumper to show multiple scars across your abdomen. ‘They burnt me, the cut me, water boarded me cause they thought I was someone else. When clearly I’m just a pathetic medic who doesn’t know shit, and loves fuckin everyone I see.’ Lowering your jumper your face twisted with the our emotions you were feeling.

Turning to leave he grabbed your arm, the tears were so close to falling. ‘I know you think you’re not worthy of love Simon. I’ve been where you are. But picking fights because you think you’re worthless isn’t the way to do this. And I don’t think we can carry on until you really look at yourself. You have complex PTSD, that isn’t going to go away. That’s not your fault. But how you treat other people is.’ Shaking loose of his grip you left him in his room.

Making your way to the bathroom you splashed your face with cold water. Your eyes red and bloodshot from holding in the tears. The ache in your chest was indescribable. You felt like a fool. You were finally letting yourself feel something for him. Which has now been robbed courtesy of his jealousy and emotional issues. Scurrying back to your room you curled up into your bed and sobbed, muffling it with your pillow. You allowed yourself to cry the heaviest tears, the anguish punched through your chest. Feeling as though you were losing control you noticed your breath becoming faster, your chest becoming tighter. Your hands shaking, your thoughts becoming muddled and blurry. Feeling unable to breathe or catch your breathe complete panic took over your body.

Upon hearing the sounds of complete distress coming from your room, Ghost barged in. He ran to your side and scooped you up into his arms and held you. Melting into him you tried to regulate your breathing. ‘Shhhh love, I’m here, I’m here. Breathe with me’ he cooed. You felt hot and sweaty, hair wrapped around your face as thick tears fell from your swollen eyes. He cupped your face and placed a firm kiss on your lips. ‘I’ve got you, breathe. In and out. That’s it.’ Slowly the panic started to drift away as your breaths started to regulate themselves. 10 years without a panic attack and now you’ve had a huge one in front of him.

Feeling embarrassed you apologised. He grasped your face to look at him. ‘Nothin to be sorry for love. I’m sorry. You’re right. You were completely right.’ He used his thumb to wipe away fresh tears as he kissed your forehead. ‘Come here’ he whispered, lying you down in his arms. You clutched onto his jumper, his presence the only thing making you feel safe. You slowly drifted off to sleep, the warmth of his chest against your face as his soothed your back with his touch. That was the first night that Simon had ever slept all the way through.

#fan fic smut #ghost x you #simon ghost riley #call of duty #cod mw22 #fluff #ghost x reader

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pinkandpurple360 · 3 months

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https://www.tumblr.com/pinkandpurple360/734428651432591360/rewriting-the-i-like-tormenting-you-scene?source=share

Holy shit your writing of stella is amazing i would love to see more of your stella interpretation *picks your neurons in spoon like ice cream*

The "dragging me from one dollhouse to other" is just DAMN amazing and goes into my citation list. I see that Hellaverse isn't really egalitary and matriarchial so much (wtf where are moms that kills husbands why there are litterally so many characters who have dead moms...) as if it still have arranged marriages and i find it... Kinda... Stupid really idk... I want to see more punk and weirdness in hell, especially elite and hell culture. Btw they could just have random Orphan Child instead of their own lol. i think it would be fun since a lot of religious propagandist people i see are fixing about "making your own blood" on tv to convice people into making demography higher.

Like idk irl so much nonconfirmity and tradition repulsiveness considered terrible sin, i think they can have way more funnier culture and things than just plain anarchy. Or, like, monarchy and feodalism, but with more kill-counts. Idk what about instead of arranged marriage send your kids to marry who they want, have kids, but THEN make their kids forcefully friends-nemesis like in phineas in ferb lmao to express their wish to destroy other family and their plans, but not so much. So they can not only create one child, but multiple, so nemesis just try they best to have a bad effect on their younger siblings lol. Or try to make them into soblings. Or try their best to piss off them all. And parents may help both sides, or just laugh at them, and be proud. Now THAT'S the arranged shit i want to see rich elite characters in lol.

And also this ancient tradition help them to develop both social skills, manipulation skills, sarcastic remarks skill, and fighting skills, of course. That'll be funnier. I kinda just love seeing nonhuman characters acting nonhuman and managing their relationships nonhumanly, im very bored of seeing patriarchy in fictional species that can just not act in this way because why.

And your writing feels so much more natural than original, because... I like original stella because how comedical she is in her evilness (hiring killer right before victim right while dinner is a hella funny thing im ready to forgive all sins and oversimplyfying for it), but actually your version of writing is more relatable, and human-looking, and humane to her. And show her as not a pure evil i love it, since Stella in canon (and fanon because her poor writing) just made into a joke... And it honestly is the thing i don't like.

well... I lived with abusive family in a very weird situations. Basically horror irl, so it's indeed a shit story to be involved in as a kid. Amazing rewriting

Thank you!!!

Im so sorry you went through such a thing. Hope things are better now.

It felt soo cathartic just to write it and I’d recommend anyone who hates a scene to just rewrite it on your notepad or something because that genuinely helps. The inclusion of Octavia and how his gross sexual exhibitions affect her also felt very important to me. Because he refuses to ever accept it.

Thank youuu for picking my neurons hehe. Writing Stella is interesting because she’s such a blank slate, but there’s so much untouched subtleties. Her rage tendencies, her need to have money, an obsession with parties and stimulation, clearly the only source of excitement in her life.

Where are the moms who kill husbands? Stella is the only one, and this action makes her the next mom on the chopping block apparently. Crimson murders his wife and gets yaoi made of him despite the fact that he’s straight.

I too wish there was some semblance of a punk scene but everything gets labelled goth instead. Kindve a shame. And you’re right they don’t behave like birds at all, there’s no clever animal puns or character work being done. Swans peacocks parrots owls ravens? Why?

I wish Stella could be a character, while having her occasional moments of petty villainy and comedy. Stop trying to force a comic relief character to be this Uber serious abuser or whatever. Her story is just as sad as stolas in many ways and there’s no getting around it. The projection of amber heard hate onto her is so childish.

#helluva boss critical #Stella helluva boss #rewrite

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barrygeuse · 10 months

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hello! your maitlands headcanons are literally the cutest ever and I was wondering what you think their engagement was like? asking for a friend lol

what a treat it was to see this in my inbox oh my gosh. i've never thought about this before (very surprisingly) so i had a great time writing it

maitlands engagement headcanons below the cut! i've done this because there are some ring pics and the post got a little bit long hehe

barbara dropped hints for a really long time. and by hints, i mean very blatant statements about how she couldn't wait to settle with adam and start a family together

(he can be a little oblivious, so she had to make sure he got her drift.)

he was a nervous wreck about the whole thing. consulting his friends, family, barbara's family, keeping himself up stressing about it as the days got closer

definitely went and asked barbara's parents for permission to marry her. they love him, so it wasn't a problem. though they didn't say it out loud it was sort of like a "finally!" moment

very supportive, eased his worries, were very very happy for him and for barbara because they were certain she'd say yes of course

she knew it was coming. or she knew Something was coming, anyways, and she definitely had her suspicions about what it was

they went out to dinner somewhere nice. adam didn't want a lot of people to see it (the idea of being clapped at just overwhelms him. he's mortified if restaurants happen to sing to him on his birthday.)

asked her to dress up, and they both did, and they had a lovely dinner that he paid entirely for even though she pushed really hard to at least split the cost with her, come on, honey!! don't be silly!!

they took a walk afterwards, and it was dark by the time they did. stopped at a little ice cream place and ended up on a bench in the park

adam was so obviously anxious. looking back on it, barb teases him about it, but thinks it was so sweet of course

he told her how much he loved her, and after they finished the ice creams they walked home, hand in hand. barbara almost started to think that she was mistaken about something happening until he told her to close her eyes and she heard him pop a bottle of champagne

he was a little bit too vigorous with it and it got all over the floor. making distressed noises while barbara giggled, eyes still closed

he handed her a glass of champagne, and told her to open her eyes, and he was down on one knee with the ring.

she was ecstatic. gasped, immediately teared up. started laughing out of nervousness! she had to put her champagne immediately down (which was part of the reason she started laughing)

he stuttered on the words but asked her straight out, starting with saying that he loves her and wants to spend the rest of his life with her. and of course, she said yes.

the ring was simple. nothing gaudy, but very nice. an emerald as the centerpiece stone, with maybe a few small diamonds as accent stones, and a gold band. she showed it off for weeks. he picked perfectly.

they sat on the couch and drank the champagne and cried a little together and didn't stop touching each other in some way for the rest of the night, just keeping contact.

here are some rings that fit with what i imagine he would've chosen:

#adam maitland #barbara maitland #barrypost #beetlejuice barry #art's maitland stuff #EEEEEEK thank you for this ask. thank you. thank you. ilove them #beetlejuice #bjtm #beetlejuice the musical #the maitlands #artisticallyaroacecrickett

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onsunnyside · 1 year

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for the fanfic ask game: K and M 👀

-🍰

hehe hi bestie thanks for sending this in !!

K: What’s the angstiest idea you’ve ever come up with?

well damn 😳 how about a fake relationship that goes messy, as in one person 'develops' feelings while the other doesn't, but plot twist !! those feelings have always been there, and you stupidly thought this glimpse into 'what could be' would open his damn eyes.

allow me to set the scene: your stepsister, Natasha is getting married and it's a destination wedding in Aspen. super snowy and cold, but it's been her dream since you were children. after yet another failed relationship, you're tempted not to show up at all since everyone is expecting you to come with a date. even your parents remind you of their excitement bc they're afraid of your 'wild lifestyle' keeping you from settling down (they're very traditional).

so you ask your neighbour, the tall and handsome mechanic/biker (with the bluest eyes) if he could be your fake date for the trip. to be fair, you two are pretty good friends, to the point where he gets free drinks at the bar you work at and he's always your ride home after a night of partying with your friends. it goes well and all, the fake intimacy and love, but one thing leads to another and then it all blows up:

"I'm sorry, I don't feel—"

"Don't say it." You turn away, tucking your hands into your pockets, desperate for any hint of warmth, "Please, don't say it."

Ari cranes his neck, trying to catch your gaze, "C'mon, you said it yourself, this isn't real."

"You're acting like this is my fault. Like I wanted you to—" break my heart, your voice cracks and you hate it, and if you could, you'd hate him too. But you can't, you could never hate him. "Do you think I like feeling unwanted?"

He grits his teeth, "I haven't made you feel that way. That's the whole point of this."

"And it's for show!" You exclaim, "I wanted you to see me, to actually see me as something more than just your drunk, heartbroken neighbour." That must be what he thinks of you, after all of the people he's watched leave your apartment, or the nights he's comforted you after a failed date, or the dozens of times he's brought you back home, safe and sound. "But you won't, you never will."

me thinks Ari has so much potential for a fake boyfriend 🤧 he's so warm and naturally charming, he'd have your parent's blessings in the blink of an eye. they'd call him perfect and praise you for finally finding someone (which only stings because you truly wish he'd be yours). just to make it angstier: ari has always known about your crush, drunk!you would go on and on about how much you liked him, and if given a chance, you'd be the best girlfriend in the world. and despite that, he still agreed to be your fake bf. after you and Ari go home (completely silent and with sky-high tension), you don't talk to each other for days. and oh no... when he finally gathers his thoughts and the courage to break the ice, he sees your ex walking towards your apartment, flowers in hand and dressed to the nines. and Ari finally understands how you feel.

hmmm to make this a happy ending 🫡 or just end it with unrequited and confused love and the mere fantasies of "what could've been"?

M: Got any premises on the back burner that you’d care to share?

hehe well right now all i'm thinking about is some ufc daddies and their sweethearts 🥰 specifically Curtis and baker!reader !! (#mma fighter curtis & #ufc au)

Fanfic alphabet ask game

#fanfic alphabet ask game #sonnysprompts #sonny drabbles #ask sonny #🍰 anon

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yuuwoo · 2 years

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Forgetful - C.S ✦

summary ➵ Forgetting a gift for the family dinner but the flower shop across the road comes to the rescue

pairing ➵ florist San x barista reader

genre ➵ coffe shop & flowershop, strangers to friends (lovers? 🤔), love at first sight

note ➵ Yunho makes an appearance too hehe

word count ➵ 1250 words

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one new voice message from mom 💗

< „hi honey,I know you get forgetful sometimes, so I just wanted to remind you of today’s dinner at your brothers house. Can’t wait to see you again after some time!“ >

Your mother wasn’t wrong. You were forgetful sometimes. And you did forget about the dinner at your brotherˋs new house that he had bought with his wife. They were a cute couple who just got married a few months ago. That was also exactly the last time you saw your family. Being honest, you weren’t looking forward to seeing them again. Family reunions were just not your thing. It’s always the same. Just trying to low-key get some information about your private life and „lovingly“ lecturing about how to live your life better. Because still being a barista at a coffee shop while juggling university at the same time? You should be doing better.

What annoyed you the most right now was that you had no welcome gift prepared and a pack of coffee beans wouldn’t make the cut.

It was almost 7pm and a lot of shops in your street were starting to close up. You stepped outside to check who was still open. The candle shop? No, your brothers wife was sensitive to scents. The vinotheque? Your brother wasn’t really a wine drinker.

The flower shop right across? Yes the flower shop. A bouquet of flowers is always good right? Still dressed in your apron you skidded over to the shop and were immediately greeted by one of the florist.

„Sorry were about to close…“

The embarrassment was creeping up and you took a quick glance at the clock that was hanging at the wall. 7pm. Shit.

„Oh…Oh I-I’m so sorry. I really didn’t check the time and I really don’t wanna be like one of those customers, but can you please help me? I just need a flower bouquet. Any kind. I don’t care about the price. I just need something for tonightˋs family dinner I completely forgot.“

The florist was a bit taken by surprise, looking at you like a lost puppy, by your blabbing and that’s when your cheeks slowly started burning up because only now you noticed how idiotic that must have been of you.

Breaking the small silence and trying to save the situation you continued your monologue.

„I work just across the street“, you pointed at your apron and then to the shop.

„I’d like to bring you something to drink as an apology and maybe as a baiiiit?“

Nervously you blinked at the tall florist and looked at his name tag.

„I’ll also bring you some coupons, Yunho.“

After what felt like ages he finally answered. Teasingly.

„Hmmmm I think I can live with that deal.“ Pretending to think, he turned around and shouted to his colleague who was cleaning up at the back of the shop.

„San how about one last bouquet and a free drink? Make it extra pricey.“

Faintly you could hear the answer coming from the back. „Say less! I’m on it.“

Yunho turned back to you and looked at your apron, as he was trying to find your name tag.

„Y/N. That’s my name. I just hate having my name tag on.“

Yunho chuckled. „Well it’s always nice making new business partners, Y/N. The bouquet should be ready in 5 minutes. And we really like iced americanos.“

With that you took your cue to leave, gave him a quick nod and sprinted over to make the best iced americanos of your life.

And also the fastest americanos of your life.

Not even after two minutes you entered the florist shop again. The lights were already turned off and the only source of light was the evening sun that was peeking through the windows and flowers. It gave the shop an immediate ethereal look. Like straight out of the books.

Yunho was nowhere to be seen, so you slowly walked in to find him. Carefully carrying the two americanos in your hands, trying not to trip, you were looking around being so mesmerized by all the beautiful plants and flowers. That’s when you heard a faint humming voice.

Another boy with fluffy brown hair was putting together your flower bouquet. That must be San, right?

Without thinking you let out a faint wow.

The boy quickly turned around to face you „Oh Y/N you’re already here. That went quick.“

To be completely honest, you don’t know if you should regard that wow towards the flowers or the boy AND if you’re blushing because it’s getting warm here or because of the way he said your name.

„Oh not to creep you out or anything…Yunho told me your name. He’s just closing up the cashier system. I’m almost done now as well.“

Noticing how spellbound you were standing there staring at him, you tried to loosen up.

„N-No worries. I’m thankful enough that you two are helping me out last minute.“

Still fully focused on the flowers San smiled, showing off the cutest dimples you’ve ever seen in your entire life.

Carefully you placed the Americanos and the promised coupons on the next empty table you could see and let your eyes wander around the shop. Too scared to look any closer at San and getting caught looking at him all lovey lovey. Get a grip oh my god.

„Which wrapping band do you prefer? The green one or the white one?“

San tears you out of your thoughts with his silky voice.

He holds the two band colors in one hand and holds them towards the bouquet that he is holding in the other one. Trying hard not to only look at his delicate fingers, rosy at the fingertips, adorned with little cuts and a small bandaids, you decide to go for the white one.

He finished up the bouquet and carefully holds it towards you. „Here ya go. A beautiful bouquet for a beautiful girl.“

Completely caught off guard at the flirt attempt, you feel like blushing again. Not that you already felt like it for the past ten minutes, ever since you first encountered San. You curse at yourself mentally for not entering a foot into the florist shop anytime sooner.

„Thank you“, you admired the bouquet. It really was the prettiest bouquet you have ever seen in your entire life. Kinda feeling salty, thinking of gifting that bouquet. Maybe you should keep it yourself, just to have remembrance of San a bit longer.

Almost forgetting, you reach towards your jeans pocket. „How much do I owe you?“

San just smiles at you like a Cheshire Cat while sipping on his Americano.

„It’s fine. Count it as a neighborhood service. Because family dinners suck.“

Dumfounded you gape at the pretty florist.

„Then count as a neighborhood service to get free drinks at our cafe. Just out of gratitude.“

„Oh“, San grins „I think I like that. We can continue our small talk then tomorrow when I’ll get my coffee fix. We do want to close the shop now.“

„Oh right!“, you nervously laugh.

San walks you to the door and places his hand shortly on your shoulder. „Have a nice evening Y/N and see ya tomorrow then.“

Maybe it was the subtle touch or the last glance into those mesmerizing eyes where your heart skipped a beat. That must be what it feels like falling in love at first glance, right?

Being forgetful payed off for once in life.

#san #choi san #ateez au #ateez san #san imagines #ateez san imagines #san scenarios #love at first sight #san ateez #san fluff #choi san fluff #san flowershop

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exp123mon · 7 months

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Frontier watching

27 - The Double Spirit Miracle! Beowulfmon is Born -DOUBLE SPIRIT!? Ohoho so seems like maybe we're getting Frontier's equivalent of Ultimates(Mega)/Jogress??? -I love when Izumi contacts Takuya via the Digivice, the first thing Tomoki and Junpei do when he asks if anybody's spoken to Koji is to take their own devices out and get straight on it. Aww I love these kids looking out for each other. -I like the Fire vs. Ice and Light vs. Dark thing they had going here hehe. -Cool shot of the Light symbol behind Koji when Duskmon holds him up and attacks him. -bruh the florist in Koji's memory was so rude lol "Why have your parents only been married for three years?" um that's called my personal business now wrap my friggin bouquet haha -Bokomon goes into labour lol did I just walk into a fanfic?? -Beowulfmon appears! So he's visually a fusion of the Human and Beast 'mons, but it's not a literal DNA/jogress. -BOKOMON WHAT IS YOUR DEAL. The evolution song stops and they just have Neemon like sniffing after he asks Bokomon how he knows Beowulfmon's name. SUSPICIOUS. I literally half-joked in like episode 3 or something that Bokomon was secretly the ultimate evil this seris. Maybe I'm right rofl. (I'm sure it just means "it's in the book how do you not know that by now") -We end on Koji asking himself… "Who was that kid who looked like me?" OH WELL THEN. That's even more intriguing then just "omg it's (insert brother's name)!" I would've suspected we'd have gotten some comments from the other Cherubimon mooks about Duskmon specifically being "the new guy" if this guy were Koji's relative/friend/whatever but it still wasn't impossible. Seems like it's not that simple. -By sheer coincidence I skipped the intro this episode and I went back to see if it had changed, even just to include the double spirit digimon, it hasn't. Kinda cool they've actually left a bit of mystery with the evolutions this time. Although maybe they figured people would've thought Beowulfmon was just Wolfmon if he was only on screen for a brief flash haha -NEW OUTRO… which I don't think I will watch since I feel like it has the potential to spoil too much at this point hahaha

28 - Takuya' Fusion Evolution - Ardhamon's Explosive Techniques! -We open on Mercuremon's haughty chortle -In retrospect I don't remember much about this episode just because I was pretty invested and not really thinking much about the tiny things -Mercuremon's ability to appearing in any reflective surface is cool -There was some good music this episode--I didn't mention it for the last ep but the Double Spirit theme (like when the light beams out of Seraphimon's egg, not when they're actually evolving) is really nice -BlackSeraphimon! This feels like the first time a Digimon anime has done the actual "changed its form based on the data it absorbed" thing that Digimon is kinda supposed to do lol (I mean there was something like-ish in Tamers with Beelzebumon but that was more a "don't get power hungry, idiot" symbolic thing). I've never even heard of it before so it was a cool surprise. -Honestly this episode had the vibe of a final confrontation, like ultimate or penultimate episode level stuff, I dig it -OMG BABY IS BORN!! Make sense since Seraphimon's data is finally released. I'm curious what Patamon and Bokomon's relatioship is gonna be like haha -I enjoyed these episodes inside Sephirotmon but I'm glad we're moving on now. Can't wait for what happens next, I really like this series.

29 - Escape! The Phantsmagoric Sephirotmon -Sephirotmon floats away, then returns seemingly in better shape. Patamon speaks!! And doesn't just say "pata pata" like when he was first hatched, I was worried about that haha. All the kids love the baby, and Beowulfmon is seen chasing Duskmon who vanishes… That's a lot before the title drop. -Sephirotmon has the energy of a boss in an RPG who wipes the floor with you and you're like "oh okay unwinnable boss fight" and then you just get the game over screen lol -Nice to see Takuya learning from the Duskmon fight and directly taking into account his friends' feelings in the midst of the fight when he considers fleeing the best option -The scene where Sephirotmon chases the kids into the crevasse then through the tunnel actually made him seem really gross and creepy haha ew -The darkness scene was really well done here. Soooooo many games and anime harp on and on about darkness but like… never explain what it is or how it manifests. Here it's literally just as simple as darkness makes you dumb and submit to more basic instincts. It robs you of your intellect and rationality, making you lash out. Amplified, this extends to being actively cruel and violent to other people. Nicely done, Frontier. This puts you ahead of like 99% of all anime ever lol -Fortunately Takuya is really stepping up as a good leader and brings the team together. I love the comeback against Sephirotmon too. You can copy their attacks, but can't take into account their growth. Like, yeah, it's kind of on the nose but that's literally just it haha -I like how it wraps around that even with all his power, Sephirotmon was alone when they defeated him. He was never friendly with the other Cherubimon mooks (evil Legendary Warriors?? I dunno how to refer to this group lol) and maybe not being so callous to each other might've saved them in the long run… (sidenote I really wish some anime story sometime would take the "power of friendship" thing but apply it to everyone, including the villainous group(s); friendship doesn't mean virtue and goodness, it means bonds between people, even if those people are the opposite of virtuous and good, but that's a ramble for another day) -Okay all the Cerubimon mooks are DOOOOWN and we end on Cherubimon ominously saying about breaking a seal--a seal on itself?? Or another Digimon/power?? And once again we see Beowulfmon a final time… KOJI AND NOT-KOJI WHO ARE YOOOUUU -I didn't think I'd write this much about this episode, between it being combat heavy and me being very tired but here we are!

#not art #digimon frontier #frontier watching

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baby-girl-e · 1 year

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are you still open for icemav fic based on your spotify wrapped playlist? if yes, can i request song number 10 on your playlist? but if not, feel free to skip this request hehe thank you very much in advance!

Yes of course I'm still taking submissions!!! I will be until every one of the songs are written for, however long that takes!

Song number 10 is Always Forever by Cults!

Now this one is going to be more based on the vibe of the song rather than the lyrics! I've always thought of this song to be a very sappy love song, like the singer was just hopelessly in love, so I thought what better way to convey that then Ice and Mavs very unofficial wedding! This is told in Ice's POV and it's unbeta'd and a whopping 3.2k words so.... good luck! This one really got away from me but I love it so here:

Ice and Maverick had decided to get married fairly early on. To any out couple the speed at which they’d talked about marriage was about as fast as the tomcat’s they flew but it really made sense to them. Sure they weren’t really getting married, by legal standards at least, but to them and their friends that knew it meant just as much. Ice had been the first to bring it up on their first anniversary and scared the shit out of Pete but he recovered quickly and said it was indeed something he had wanted.

So here they were the night before their wedding, sitting on the couch in the lowlight of the almost burned out lamp and the moon filtering in from the blinds, holding each other while the radio played some love song in the background. Tom had never felt so content in his whole life, his future husbands in his arms while he played with his fingers, Pete had a proclivity for twisting his fingers around Tom’s ring finger lately and he imagines it’ll only become more frequent after they exchange rings the next day. It’ll break his heart to have to put it on his dog tags when they go to work, but they have a few days off after the wedding so he won’t worry too much just yet.

“Baby?” Pete’s soft voice broke him out of his thoughts.

“Yeah?” Tom continued to play their fingers together, Pete halfway on his lap with his back to Tom’s chest.

“We’re doing the right thing right? Getting married?” Pete didn’t sound doubtful, but he did sound like he was making sure Tom didn’t have any doubts.

“You still love me right?” Tom knew the answer, but he wanted to hear him say it.

“Of course! Why would you say that!?” His answer was immediate and rushed as though Tom suggesting he didn’t love him was akin to him saying he hated flying.

“I know but I wanted to prove a point. As long as you love me and I love you we’re doing the right thing.”

“But what about-” Tom cut him off by wrapping his arm around his waist and turning him slightly to face him.

“No but’s Pete. We love each other and that’s all that matters okay? Yeah it’s not the safest option but when have you ever chosen the safest option? I seem to remember telling a certain pilot he was dangerous and he never left.”

“Yeah I think it turned him on a little too.” That got Pete a gentle slap to the side.

“You’re insatiable, you know that?” The little smirk on his face told Ice that yes he did.

“I have it on good authority that you like that.”

Tom just laughs and shakes his head and releases Pete slightly so he can relax back into his chest. His heart was swelling with love and he couldn’t help but just swim in his love for a moment. He felt like a teenager in love, his whole body aware of the man beside him. Part of him wanted to fucking bat his eyelashes and sigh like they did in the movies for christsake.

“You and me Pete. Always, forever.” He knew it was quite literally the sappiest thing he could’ve said but to hell with it. He loved Pete Mitchell and he wanted him to know it.

“Always forever.” He repeated the words back to him like they were the most natural words in the world. He supposed they were.

The next morning they woke together and had breakfast in their kitchen before Pete headed to Carole’s to get ready. They thought that the whole spending the night apart before the wedding thing was silly, especially because for one they didn’t want to spend any night apart and for another they weren't a traditional couple anyways.

As for their wedding attire they just went with simple black tuxedos, not really comfortable wearing their dress white’s even if they would’ve for a legal wedding. They didn’t want the Navy to have any part of their day, they had already taken so much.

With Pete at the Bradshaw’s Tom had time to really think about what he was about to do. What this meant for him. He was about to get married in private, without his parents there, and even against the fucking law. He was essentially tying himself to a sinking ship. Even one of those things should’ve scared the shit out of him but he was as calm as he’s ever been.

The whole secret thing was a given, they were prepared to live their entire lives together in private. They couldn’t read the future and they didn’t dare to get their hopes up. Getting married without his parents there stung a little, but he’d been prepared for this to be the case. He really hadn’t ever planned on getting married anyways, knowing early on that he wasn’t like the other boys. Now, going against the law was the only thing that freaked him out a little. He prided himself on following the rules, it was the only way he could survive for the longest time, but now he was doing the one thing that could slap him with a dishonorable discharge before he could even blink.

But he had Pete.

That’s what kept him from freaking out this entire time. If he had Pete he could be slapped with a hundred dishonorable discharges and he wouldn’t care. Yes he was tying himself to a sinking ship but Pete would be there to pull him up. He was sure.

He was in his tuxedo and then went to grab Pete’s ring when he heard the door open and shut.

“Babe you know it’s bad luck to see me before the wedding right?” He shouted out to who he thought was Pete, inevitably forgetting something.

“Well I’ve always known you loved me but should you really call me babe? I don’t need shortstack beating me to a pulp with all of his pent up small energy.”

Slider? How was he here? He was supposed to be in Florida for the next six months teaching. He ran out and sure enough, there was his best friend standing in his living room in a nice suit.

“Slider!!” Tom ran to him and picked him up into the tightest hug he’s ever given the man.

“Hey Tom, glad to see me?” Tom set him down and put his hands on his shoulders. He really couldn’t believe it.

“Glad? I’m ecstatic! How are you here? I thought you were supposed to be in Florida?” he hadn’t checked his dates wrong had he?

“I was but it seems that your husband-to-be knows the right people. Apparently he asked Viper to get me home for a few days and it looks like he delivered.” The ever thoughtful Pete. He loved his future husband so goddamn much. And if it were possible to send the card without outing himself he would send Viper a thank you note.

“Ron, I’m getting married.” It was suddenly hitting him now that he was indeed about to be a husband.

“Yeah buddy, I’m here to walk you down the aisle okay?” Tom looked at him with eyes that rivaled Bradley's when Carole agreed to let him sleep over at his uncles’ house.

“You’d do that? For me?” He knew it was a stupid question but he could’nt help it.

“Tom, I’d take a bullet for you. Of course I’d walk you down the aisle.”

“And I am doing the right thing right?” He found himself repeating Pete’s question from the night before, now understanding where he was coming from.

“Tom, this is coming from someone who hasn’t always liked Mitchell so I hope you’ll know I’m being serious. You are about to make the most right choice you’ll ever make in your entire life. That man that pulled strings to get me here and is currently pacing poor Caroles living room is the most right person for you. He absolutely adores you so much it’s disgusting sometimes. I’m confident that this is the one thing in your life you can’t possibly regret. That and flying with me I think.”

His friend's words hit him like a truck and he knows they’re all true. Pete is his everything and he knows he means just as much to him. He can do this.

He tells Slider as much and he gives one of the grooms a pat on his back before walking him out. They take Slider's car so that Ice can nervously wring his fingers together on the drive. They arrive at the Bradshaw residence, which was chosen for their spacious backyard and high fences for privacy, and Ice can see the subtle decoration of white roses on the front porch. They didn’t want to draw attention and if they were caught they could easily play it off as a fancy party among friends but that didn’t stop Carole from doing what she could to make it feel like a wedding.

“You ready for this Tommy?” Slider looked over to his anxious friend and grinned.

“More than you’ll ever know.” Ice was the most excited he’s ever been for anything.

They go in through the front door and find Carole waiting there for them. She had planned out the entire thing, Pete was to go out first walking down the makeshift aisle to wait for Tom at the end.

“Hey Tom, excited?” She was grinning ear to ear in her nice pink dress and bouquet of flowers. She was going to be their only bridesmaid, accompanied down the aisle by their only groomsman, nine year old Bradley. In the small audience there would be a few aviators, Chipper and Sundown, Hollywood and Wolfman, and Merlin.

“Ecstatic Carole, thanks for this.” He gave the woman a hug but when she pulled away she had a very mischievous look on her face.

“If there was one more surprise would you totally kill us?” Tom couldn’t possibly imagine there was more than Slider but out walked Mike Metcalf himself. His heart dropped at the sight of the CO. Had they really been found out already?

“Take a breath son, nobody's reporting you.” He had his hands out and he approached Tom like he was a wild animal. “I figured it out on my own a few weeks ago and when I called Carole today I asked if I could walk Pete down the aisle. He just didn’t want you to be blindsided in the middle of the ceremony.”

His fiance was ever thoughtful. He never wanted to hurt him, even if it meant hiding while Mike made himself known before they started the ceremony.

“Oh, well thank you sir. I’m sure Pete’s glad to have you walk him down the aisle. He speaks very highly of you.”

“Damn Kazansky, at least call me Viper if you’re going to marry my godson. I’m going to get back to him so we can get things started, I bet you’re just as anxious as he is.”

“That I am sir. I’ve wanted him to be my husband for a long time.” Viper gave him a look for calling him sir again but walked away to no doubt find Pete.

Carole followed him with Bradley in tow, as they were the ones starting the procession. They had decided on a classic love song to both walk down the aisle to, not wanting a traditional wedding march to tip off any unsuspecting neighbors. Pete had probably ever Nat King Cole record to ever exist and they often danced in their living room together to his songs so it was only fitting for the opening notes to “When I Fall In Love” to play out softly in the backyard.

Slider offered his arm to his best friend and he took it, tearing up slightly.

“I’m so proud of you Tom. Truly.” Even Ron was tearing up. Tom didn’t trust his voice to say much else but gave him a nod before they walked out to the back porch.

It had been decorated with grocery store flowers and his friends in folding chairs. The arch that usually stood in the Bradshaw garden was placed about a hundred feet away and his love stood beneath it with Viper by his side. Pete was a sight to see and he nearly stopped breathing. Sure he had seen Pete all dolled up but this was different. This was for their wedding. Slider gave him a little nudge and they proceeded down the aisle, Nat King Cole playing in the background.

He never took his eyes away from Pete’s, wanting to soak up as much of this as he could, and even gave him a wink. Pete blushed slightly but never faltered in his eye contact nor his smile. This man had him in his pocket, he knew right then that he would do anything for him. Give up anything for him.

He reached the end of the aisle and Ron released his arm. He gave his friend a hug and mumbled a thank you before turning to take Pete’s hands. He definitely didn’t miss the subtle elbow nudge Pete and Slider had given each other.

“Hi.” He wasn’t shy, he just didn’t know what else to say.

“Hey, wanna get married?” Tom laughed and Viper stood behind them to begin the ceremony.

“Hello everyone, you all know me as I was once your instructor, but today I’m here as a godfather. A couple weeks ago I found out that these two had finally figured their shit out and decided to get married.” That got a small laugh out of their guests.

“Now I know they’ve been together a lot longer than a few weeks, but to me the news was the best I could’ve ever got at that moment. I had the privilege to see them meet for the first time and to witness first hand how much love had been there even in the beginning. They weren’t as subtle as I’m sure they thought they were and I knew they weren’t paying any attention to me that first day.”

Pete hung his head in mock shame and Tom threw his back in laughter. He really thought he was slick.

“From that day on, I had hoped they would one day fall in love and well… I’m so glad I got to witness it. Boys, I’m terribly sorry things have to happen this way, but I think I speak for everyone in this room when I say we have your back.” He was met with cheers from the rowdy ‘86 boys, and Bradley joining in.

“I’ve been told you prepared your own vows? Pete, if you'd like to go first?” He gave Pete a reassuring pat on the back and Pete released one of Tom's hands to pull a small folded paper from his pocket.

“Tom, I’m not a man of words but I’m going to give it a try. No time like the present. I love you more than I can ever express and I’m so grateful to have you as my wingman forever. You flew into my life at the exact right moment, and saved my life. I know you always say I saved yours up there the day of the Layton rescue but really you saved mine. After losing Goose I was so lost, but you were there to guide me back. If you’ll let me, I want to vow to always guide you back. To be there for you forever.”

He had said those last words with such finality that Tom teared up along with Pete. He knew he meant it.

“I have mine memorized so, ha.” He quipped at his almost husband and earned himself a loving eye roll. “Pete, you amaze me. Every day with you I discover something new and wonderful about you and myself and I am so thankful I get to witness your magic up close. As I was thinking about what to say, a conversation I had had years ago came to mind. Back in 1986 the day you had ditched us playing volleyball to go on your date with Charlie, and I won't be holding that against you okay?”

Pete laughed and mumbled an apology before Tom continued, “But that day when we were walking back to base from the beach I pulled Goose aside to ask him where you had gone. He told me that you were on a date. I asked “with who” because I was obviously jealous, but he said he couldn’t tell me as he promised not to tell.”

Pete was now actively crying at the mention of his late best friend and Tom paused to thumb away his tears.

“Instead he told me something else. He told me ‘Tom, I just want him to be happy. I don’t think she’s the one, but I hope he finds them soon because he deserves to be loved that way.’ I don’t know why he said that to me, your proclaimed enemy at the time but I think some part of him knew. He was a perceptive fellow, it’s what made him such a good RIO, but he was especially attuned to you my love. I vow to live up to his words every day, to love you in the way you deserve, and in the way Nick had always wanted you to be loved.”

Mav all but slammed into Tom with a hug, shaking with tears and he looked up to see Carole being cuddled by her son in the same way. Tears for her late husband evident on her face. Ever since he fell in love with Pete he felt her pain. If he ever lost Pete he didn’t know how he could go on.

“I’ll make this quick as I know you're anxious for this next part.” Pete had released Tom and his tears were replaced by buzzing energy, he was about to be a husband and he was nearly shaking with the excitement from it.

“Thomas “Iceman” Kazansky, do you take this man to be your husband?” Finally.

“I do.” He had never been so sure about anything in his life.

“Peter “Maverick” Mitchell, do you take this man to be your husband?”

“I do.” Pete was looking him dead in the eye and he could see the certainty. Deadly serious.

“Then by the power given to me by Mrs. Bradshaw this morning, I now pronounce you husbands. Please kiss each other already.” He stepped aside for the grooms to have their moment and for Carole to step out and get the perfect shot.

Tom pulled Pete into a kiss and sure by definition it wasn’t the best one they’ve ever shared because they were smiling through it, but it was the best one because it was their first one as husbands. They weren’t husbands by law but they could care less, they were married in the only ways that mattered. They had vowed to love each other forever and they didn’t need their government to sign off on it.

When they pulled back Tom rested his forehead on Pete’s and breathed in the moment. Tom didn’t mind if they stayed alone together, he’d keep their love a secret forever if it meant he got to keep it. Always, forever.

#Icemav #wedding #grooms #spotify wrap 2022 #playlist #top gun maverick #top gun 1986 #top gun #maverick x iceman #iceman x maverick #iceman kazansky #icemav fic #wedding fic #always forever

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nonbinary-jakeseresin · 2 years

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divorce arc my beloved

finally got the first 2/3 arc of my hangster divorce fic outlined. Here's a sneak peak at act 1 scene 1 & 2 & Act 2 scene 2 (my fav angst - ie the actual convo that leads to the divorce)

ACT 1 Scene 1

from when they meet to when they fall in love

they meet in a bar in Tennessee when they were both running away from their pasts and towards something they wanted to be

They seduced each other and somehow it was an instant connection even as strangers.

then they hooked up and became vulnerable, telling each other their secrets not knowing they’ll be seeing each other again

they meet again in flight school. WHOOPS - now they know more

they fucked around and fell in love

they decide to say fuck it and be who they are, who they could be both in flight school and in their own personal lives (Renegades) Bradley being himself vs Goose Mav clone, Jake being someone other than a Seresin, the perfect son he left behind

they were great together in flight school. they didn’t mingle with the rest much, they only cared about getting through and getting deployed and being with each other

ACT 1 Scene 2

Jake takes Bradley home to meet mama seresin and sis + B proposing in malibu during vacation + small wedding + honeymoon somewhere

first time Jake brings Bradley home is after flight school before deployment. He brings B to the Seresin farm. B gets Jake's sister to help him propose to Jake

he proposes at Malibu on vacation (a couple of days), they get married next week in a chapel (only them and momma seresin and sis)

Jake tried to get Mav and Ice for the wedding but he didn't mention it properly and so it didn't even get to them personally, it just stopped at Ice's secretary who told Ice some random naval cadet sent an invite (this was pre TOP GUN so pre-Hangman being well known, before they were lieutenants)

B doesn't know Jake invited them. They get married.

They honeymoon wherever they get stationed (they get stationed together for a while and it doesn't matter if they’re in carriers a lot cuz like - they get days off on shore and they’re together so it’s fine)

And im going to skip a few parts (because Im not giving everything away) and go to the divorce hehe

ACT 2 Scene 2

the breakup and divorce

Jake comes back from deployment ready to talk but finds B drinking. Angry. Not talking. (they had a fight before this)

Jake asks what’s wrong, B doesn’t reply. Doesn’t say shit.

They get into another fight. B throws out things like Jake can’t even be a good husband and be there for him, not be there for family

Jake tries to explain that he lost a wingman and he was not ok and that B wasn’t there for him either. That Jake needed time to fix himself first

Then B says something really stupid: that he should have known to expect Jake to not be there because ofc what else is he known for if not leaving people hanging out to dry. just like how he lost his wingman.

“Too busy chasing a kill to be there for those that need you and it kills them. Why did I think you’d be here for me” (he’s projecting bc he just was so angry)

That was too far. “Then if you always knew you couldn’t trust me, then why did you marry me?”

B can’t answer. He knows he can tell so many reasons, but he doesn’t know if all that applies to Hangman. Not now.

Now they were trying to stay still in one place and build something and neither knows how to do it while still figuring out their careers.

J: Why did you marry me Bradley?

B: because it was easy. Don’t know if that’s true anymore.

I have 2k outline done for everything pre-mission. please give me encouragement cus idk if I will actually end up writing all this o my own (motivation is hard to find lol) but ya if anyone wants to know more just hmu here or on discord :)

#divorced hangster au #hangster #jake hangman seresin #bradley rooster bradshaw #rooster x hangman #top gun: maverick #hangman x rooster #sereshaw

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iyanluvshua · 2 years

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— When the Moonlight Shines.

· A Divorced HuaLian AU.

Main Pair: San Lang/Hua Cheng, Xie Lian

Note: This is my first time writing something like this; please bear with me 🧎

cw: alcohol, swearing

*doorbell rings* @ Xie Lian's estate

Xie Lian opens the door and questions Feng Xin, Mu Qing, and Shi Qingxuan on why they were in front of his apartment. "Why are you here?" Xie Lian asked with a smile on his face. Qingxuan responds, "To drink, obviously! Plus, it's been a long time since we three got together. " The three goes in Xie Lian's apartment and unloaded several bottles of alcohol for them to drink. Xie Lian closes his apartment door and grabs ice from the freezer. He then plays some music through his TV.

After preparing everything needed for their drinking session, Mu Qing pours beer on everyone's cups.

"So... It's been 2 years, Xie Lian. How are you?" Mu Qing asks.

"I'm doing fine! Hehe, that's quite obvious," Xie Lian replies

"Oh please! Your face itself literally says you still haven't move on. It's okay to be honest about how you feel around us, you know?" Feng Xin mutters with a bit of concern in his tone.

"Tell us how you feel," Qingxuan added.

Before replying to his buddies' concerns, he poured himself some beer in a glass and drank it all in one go. "Hm... To be honest, I don't think I've actually let go of him. He asked to divorce, and I agreed. Do you guys really think I moved on already? Hua Cheng isn't someone you can let go of easily. I sincerely loved him. I tell myself that I don't love him anymore but there's a part inside me that says the opposite. After all, we were married for 13 years. I still wonder on how he is. If I were given another chance, I would marry him again. If not given, I'd beg for another life to be able to love him again," Xie Lian quoted. Hua Cheng was a really nice husband to Xie Lian. No one ever knew they were going to separate. Why? Because they loved each other. They were the definition of a perfect marriage. But, there's nothing perfect in this world. People were blinded to see only the perfect things about them. Only some saw clearly that they themselves had problems in their relationship.

Hua Cheng's POV. @ Qi Rong's Estate

"Have you moved on already, my good ol' pal?" Qi Rong spoke. Oh God, why is he bringing this topic everytime we're playing games? Isn't he afraid of being beaten up?

"You have one foul mouth, don't you?"

"Just saying! You never answered the question once ever since your divorce with him. SO PLEASE ANSWER MY QUESTION AT LEAST ONCE, THEN I'LL STOP BEING AN ASSHOLE!!"

"If this will stop your questions about my relationship with you know who, will you really stop?"

"Yeah, you guys were married for quite a long ass time! Way longer than Xuan Ji and that dickhead's relationship HAHAHHAA I was by your side throughout your past relationship and you never vented so I thought I'd ask."

When will he stop making jokes about Xuan Ji and Pei Ming's relationship? Even if it pisses me off at times, it could be funny. I should answer his question about him now so I could finally go home. "I'll start. I admit, I still think about him. Have I moved on already? No, I haven't. He treated me with utmost care. He loved me. Me of all people he can love. Me, the one blinded in one eye. He's the most perfect person I've ever met. In those 13 years, I always wondered if I actually deserve him. Xie Lian is literally perfect. He is too perfect. I am no match for him. If I was given an opportunity, I'd make myself perfect to make myself know that I deserve him. But at the same time, I want him to meet someone who he actually deserves. To put it in a simple way, I still love him. But this time, loving him from a distance. Does this answer all your questions my damn friend?" I explained to Qi Rong. As I finished explaining, he looked utterly ridiculous. Why is he bawling his eyes off all of a sudden? Was my story that sad?

"HUA CHENG, I BEG FOR YOU TO GET OUT OF MY APARTMENT. PLEASE, I'M BEGGING YOU! YOU'RE MAKING ME CRY. AND I COULD PREDICT THAT YOU'D MAKE FUN OF ME CRYING. SEE YOU SOON. GET OUT!" Qi Rong whined.

Well, he's ridiculous isn't he? I seriously hate hate hate hate hate it when the moon shines brightly. Why? This may sound like an excuse to myself but.. maybe it's because it reminds me of Xie Lian. He became my boyfriend, my fianceé, and my husband with the moon shining brightly above us. We divorced with the moon shining brightly, too. Now, it's been one year since we divorced; and the moon is shining brightly. Does the world really hate me so much to the point that it makes simple things remind me of him? Maybe I meant to have all misfortunes ever since I was born. Xie Lian really was the one and only fortune the world gave me. Why am I thinking about him? Ha..ha.. maybe it's time to really go home.

3rd person POV.

After a year of parting ways, Xie Lian and Hua Cheng never saw nor heard a bit of each other. They both certainly know they could but even when thinking about each other, guilt builds up.

As Xie Lian guides Feng Xin and Qingxuan guides Mu Qing to the elevator, who knew Hua Cheng would be a few floors up waiting for the elevator? After descending to the ground floor, Qingxuan places Mu Qing and Feng Xin in his car. He then waves Xie Lian goodbye. After all those events, Xie Lian walks back to the elevator.

Hua Cheng's POV.

What.. the fuck..? This is one scenario I once imagined of. He's in front of me. But why does it feel like we're galaxies away from each other? Why is he in front of me? Am I dreaming?

"Xie.. Lian..?" I whispered.

"It's you.." he responded.

I went to him with my arms open and hugged him.

"I still love you, Hua Cheng," he sobbed.

"..I still do too," I acknowledged.

He looks and sounds the same as he used to. His long hair down, his pink lips, his chubby cheeks, and his gentle voice. They were all still there. He is still the same. He is the one I fell for. He is my love.

a/n : it's my first time writing a fic 😭 i hope it's decent though... also, i got book 3 while writing this

#hualian #hualian fic #hualian au #heaven official's blessing #tian guan ci fu #hua cheng #xie lian #mu qing #feng xin #shi qingxuan #qi rong #alternate universe

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