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mj0702 · 4 months

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The other Bronze – Pt.5

As usual my thanks go out to @samkerrworshipper and @valewosomtb for the support and every other person who find a little joy in this series ❤️

Lucy wrangled you into the backseat of her holy Cupra while Ona easily slip into the driver seat. The blonde manoeuvred the Car safely through traffic and they arrived Camp Nuo shortly after leaving the house. Normally Lucy and Ona would walk the short distance but with state you were in that would be an impossible task.

“Come on Bubs... we're here... time to head to Alexia” Lucy said smiling trying to get your attention as you continued to be engrossed with the fidget toy.

Lucy nudged you lightly and you looked at her “Huh?”

“I have to go into work...you'll stay with Alexia, okay?” your sister explained for the second (third?) time

“Can't I stay with you... I'll be good, I promise” you say with big pleading eyes

“Not today Bubs... tomorrow okay... you will have fun with Ale” Lucy said softly as she coaxed your high ass out of the car.

She took your hand to steady you once again as she led you into the building leaving Ona with two kit bags and your “Survival Kit” as Lucy dubbed it. Once inside Lucy made a beeline for the gym knowing Alexia always came in early so she could drop you off at Gym care. She pushed the door open with her foot not trusting you to not fall over once she let go of your arm.

“Alexia... your day kid is here” she announced grinning while you looked around stunned like you've never saw a gym before

“What an earth happened?” Alexia exclaimed taking in your slightly swaying form “I saw her three hours ago – she was fine!”

“Yeah well...” Lucy rubbed the back of her neck embarrassed “... I may or may not have overdosed her painkillers... now she's high as a kite and doesn't really know what’s going on”

“You WHAT?” there it was – Captain Alexia appeared once again

“It was an accident because I misinterpreted the dosage...” your sister defended herself

“Woah” you exclaimed in awe as your eyes land on the Barca captain “You're pretty”

There was a short silence before Lucy bursted out laughing and Alexia looked confused at you. You stumbled towards her stopping just in time to not crash into her as she steadied you and you got really close to her face

“So pretty” you mumbled out “Why are you so pretty.. you have like... insanely brown eyes”

“Ehrm... thank you?” the Spaniard said bewildered by your actions “We've... met before?”

“Don't even bother... she'll won't remember anyway” Lucy was still laughing finding extreme joy in your high state at this point “Just... go with it... oh... and you remembered how I said to let her do weights if she wants... please don't let her”

“Lucy!! Vamos!” Keira yelled down the hallway in passing which caused you to turn around quickly nearly falling over if it wasn't for Alexias hand yanking on your shirt successfully pulling you back against her before letting you go again.

“Keira!” you shouted out happy trying to follow

“Nope...” Lucy said quickly stopping you as she stood in front of you “She called me, not you... you stay with Alexia... be good for her, okay Bubs?”

“You owe me Bronze... you owe me BIG time” Alexia grumbled at Lucy while your sister already was on the way out of the gym “Don't tell Mapí about this.. she'll find a reason to get out of training and land her annoying ass right here in the gym... I don't need a second child in here”

“I might be irresponsible sometimes, but I'm not that irresponsible... I wouldn't do that to you” Lucy held her pinkie up in a promise as she slipped through the door leaving you behind

“Okay Cariño... looks like it's just the two of...” Alexia turned around again just to find you gone “I swear I will get grey hair because of her...” she continue to mumble as she looked for you.

You were inspecting some of the stuff standing around.

You were about to touch a promising looking red button as you heard Alexia behind you

“Don't touch that” the Captain said strict as she softly pulled you away from the treadmill

“Did someone ever tell you that you have pretty eyes?” you slurred as the blonde sat you down on a bench in the corner of the gym.

“I've been told” Alexia mumbled wrecking her brain what she could you to keep you occupied while she did her rehab

“Do you have a partner, pretty spaniard?” you looked at her curious with glassy eyes

“Yes” Alexia answered shortly still trying to find entertainment for you

“What's his name?” you continued to question

“Her name is Olga” the blonde answered distracted

“Olga... lucky bitch” you said nonchalantly before trying to stand up again

“Sit” Alexia said strictly and raised an eyebrow at you

“Should I bark too?” you looked at her confused “I can roll over... I can do that really good” you nodded your head quickly

“Just... please stay seated” the blonde massaged her temples. This was going to be a long LONG rehab session. Right on cue the door opened again and one of Barcas physios – Valeria entered the room.

“Oh... we have company today?” the dark haired woman said surprised

“Are you Olga?” you looked up with glassy eyes at the new person in the room

“No... my name is Valeria and you are?” she smiled politely

“A guaranteed headache” Alexia mumbled before smiling at the physio “This is y/n … she's... a teammates relative” she introduced you not knowing how comfortable you or Lucy were in letting people know your relationship. She knew Lucy was a very private person so she kept it as casual as possible.

“Okay... should we get started?” the physio smiled as she set up some stuff for Alexia to work with

“Yep... I'm ready” you exclaimed happily as finally someone understood your need to move – which you thought you did but in reality you were still sitting in the same spot Alexia parked you in

“You just sit there and let the drugs wear off” the Captain said as she started to stretch

“Drugs?” the dark haired woman asked alarmed

“She sprained her wrist and her relative read the dosage of the painkillers wrong and gave her more than she should have – result is this 16 year old delirious girl” Alexia answered knowing that Drugs were an absolute no-go in club policy and that Valeria would have to report it if she had the suspicion of drug abuse by players.

“Jesus Maria... I wondered why she looked so... spaced out” Valeria chuckled

“Yeah... and I offered to babysit while she was still sober and got a stoned kid delivered to look...” the captain began to say as she saw you in the mirror crawling towards the leg press “DON'T touch that” she interrupted herself as you whipped your head around caught

“It looks interesting... you look boring” you said sheepishly

“30 minutes ago I was pretty” Alexia mumbled which caused the physio to laugh quietly

“Pretty spaniard?” you mumbled confused

“Yes?” Alexia answered distracted as she did her next exercise

“When are we done with training?” you whined

“Cariño... we just started” Alexia said concentrated “Maybe Valeria has a tennis ball for you or something” the blonde looked at her physio pleadingly

“I've got a stress ball?” Valeria offered the player the said item

“Look Cariño.. a stress ball just for you” the blonde smiled sweat starting to form on her forehead

“Uuuuhhh... stress ball” you exclaimed happily as you stumbled over towards the Barca captain

“Careful!!!” the blonde warned you starting a new exercise

You suddenly got distracted with your short attention span as you noticed the physio – again. You approached her cautiously. Alexia watched you ready to step in when needed or Valeria got uncomfortable.

“Who are you again, not-Olga?” you asked carefully

“Valeria... I'm a physiotherapist here with Barcelona” the dark haired woman answered warily.

You hummed approvingly before taking another cautious step towards the dark haired woman.

“Cariño” Alexia warned still not leaving you out of her sight

You stood now far too close to the physiotherapist – at least for her liking. She took a small step back as you lifted your hand slowly before you poked her cheek

“You look so soft” you mumbled mesmerized as you continued to poke her cheek softly

Valeria looked at you surprised but didn't stop your actions. Alexia groaned loudly being embarrassed by your antics.

“Thank you, y/n... that's a very nice thing of you to say” the physio chuckled now seeing that you really don't mean any harm and just being totally spaced out

“So many pretty soft woman... and I'm stuck with my sister” you sighed theatrical which caused both women to laugh.

“Do you want the stress ball, Cariño?” Alexia asked changing the topic before you could name your sister and destroyed her plan of keeping your relationship to one of the players a secret.

“Can I have pizza?” you asked hopefully grinning like a maniac at the blonde

“Lo siento – no pizza Cariño... but if you like I can make some paella at the weekend” Alexia tried to offer you a compromise

“Low silence?” you questioned gotten hung up on the spanish phrase not even listening to what the captain had offered you

“Lo siento...” Alexia repeated slowly as she took a water break “It means “I'm sorry” or just “Sorry” in spanish”

“You guys are weird” you shrugged your shoulders before you let yourself plopp down on the ground not without Alexia jumping forward grabbing your injured arm holding it so you wouldn't use it to support you. You shrieked frightened looking with big eyes up at the blonde.

“It's okay... I just don't want that you hurt yourself further Cariño” Alexia explained softly as she slowly let go of your arm since you now where seated on the ground.

“I don't think we'll get done more, Alexia... why don't we stop for today and you go for your massage” the physiotherapist now interrupted your interaction.

“Yeah, I think that's a good idea” Alexia sighed out looking at your half closed eyes while you had problems staying up right. She started to pack her bag before turning around looking at you. She crouched down in front of you softly stroking your cheek

“Come on Cariño … we're done for today. I'll just get my knee massaged and then we can go see your sister again, okay?” she spoke softly not wanting to startle you

“Can I get ice cream while you get your knee fixed? There's a REALLY good place on Wilmslow Road... it's called Moonlight... they have cookie dough and ice cream and oh my heavens their crepes are to die for... sooooo good” you smiled widely and Alexia would swear on her mothers live that you started to drool.

“You can go with your sister later, Cariño.... now we need to get going to my massage session” Alexia smiled softly at your confused state as she helped you up and guided you out of the gym towards the relaxing massage room

“I don't like it here” you slurred as you saw several massage beds “Looks like a hospital”

“Not a hospital Cariño....” the blonde spaniard chuckled “... just a simple massage room... hola Camilo – Cómo estás?” Alexia smiled at the dirty blonde man who smiled right back at her.

“Estoy bien, gracias” he smiled as he gestured towards the recliner

“Are you Olga?” you asked from behind Alexia trying to look over the midfielders shoulder which doesn't really work since you were about a head smaller than her

“Shush” the blonde silenced you started to get embarrassed immediately again “Quiet”

“Huh? Quién es?” the man asked as he spied around Alexia who decided to pull you next to her

“Y/n...” she answered as you looked at her confused

“Yes?” you said thinking she talked to you instead of introducing you to the other physio.

“Not you, Cariño.... Camilo asked your name...” Alexia explained as she sat down on one of the beds ready for her knee massage “Sit down Cariño...”

You flopped down next to Alexia on the ground as she looked down on you

“There are enough free beds and you choose the ground?” she raised an eyebrow at you

“They're reserved... there towels on them” you blinked rapidly

“They're not... just sit down on one of them” Alexia reassured you softly and you pushed yourself into a standing position again before basically falling face first on the bed next to Alexia.

The spaniard looked baffled but let you be hoping she could enjoy her massage without you interrupting her relax time. Camilo just started to massage Alexias knee as she heard light snoring from the bed next to her

“Seriously?” the blonde asked in disbelieve as she looked over to you

Your injured wrist was hanging off the bed your face turned away from her and you were dead to the world

“Cariño... despertar” Alexia whispered softly as she stroke slowly over your cheek trying to wake you up.

You grunted and turned your head away which caused the blonde to chuckle as she didn't give up switching to scratching the back of your neck.

“Come on, Cariño... it's time to wake up and deliver you back to your sister” she cooed at you

“Lucy?” you mumbled SLOWLY waking up – still very much very high

“Yeah... training is over, she's waiting in the locker room for you... let's get going, hm?” Alexia smiled slightly still scratching the back of your neck lightly

“Five more minutes” you mumbled sleepily as you pressed your nose further into the towel covered massage bed

“No come on... you can sleep at home...” Alexia got a little more persistent switching to slightly nudge your shoulder

You whined pathetically and tried to get away from her which caused you to nearly fall off if it wasn't for Alexia to pull you back by your shirt

“Aye dios mio” the blonde rolled her eyes pulling you up in a sitting position “I feel the nap have made it worse”

You grinned widely and swayed a little bit from left to right. The Barca captain pulled you further up until you were “standing” and held you securely by your hips

“Let's get you back to your sister... you actually showed me I don't want to have kids for at least another five years” Alexia mumbled pushing you forward carefully out of the room and down the hallway towards the locker room. She grabbed around you to open the door without letting go of your waist.

“Bronze” she yelled inside and immediately several heads shot up towards the voice of their captain.

“She's still in the shower” Ona said as she stood up walking over to you and took your swaying form Alexia leading you over to sit you down in front of Lucys cubicle “Just stay here, Bebita... Lucy will be back very soon” she said softly patting your head

“Mhm” you hummed smiling with a stoned look on your face

“What's wrong with her?” you could hear Mapí whispered and you turned your head and waved at her

“Hi colorbook spaniard” you grinned dopily

Half the locker room started laughing while Mapí looked a little hurt and confused. Keira studied your face before turning to the tattooed spaniard

“Don't take it personal... I'm pretty sure she doesn't even know where she is... Lucy overdosed her pain meds and now she's very VERY high” the english woman said

“Keira” you suddenly bursted out happily trying to stand up so you could get to her

“Stay down, Bitsy... I'll be over shortly, okay?” Keira said as she started to put some shoes on

“I have shoes too... see” you smiled holding up your hand

“Very nice shoes, Bitsy... they look good on you” Keira – of course – picked up on your state and just went with it.

“Thank you... I got them at the place on Cheetham Hill.... I love that shop... Lucy took me there a lot... and she always got me something too, you know... back in the day when she still cared about me” you started to ramble getting sad at the end

“She still cares about you, Bitsy... what makes you think otherwise?” Keira looked a little shocked at your “confession”

“Naah... she has her own life now....” you waved Keira off “... and a new girlfriend... did you know that? She's spanish”

“These topic changes giving me whip-lash” Keira mumbled before answering you “Yes Bitsy... I know... she's very nice too... and she's sitting right next to you”

You turned to your side – the wrong side – looking at Aitana and after a short moment “Damn... my sister has game... you pretty”

You could hear Keiras hand connect with her forehead as Mapí fell of the bench laughing

“Wrong side Bitsy... other side” Keira said desperately

“Oh... my bad” you mumbled and turned to Ona “... you? I met you before... why didn't you tell me you the new girl?”

“I'm... sorry?” Ona said knowing it has no worth trying to convince you that you already knew since Lucy officially introduced the two of you – telling you “This is Ona.. my girlfriend”

“Why would you date my sister?” you squinted your eyes sizing her up

“Oh now it gets good” Mapí grinned excited “Choose your answer wisely Batlle – she's out for blood”

Even Keira couldn't help it and started to grin – even if she tried to hide it.

“Ehrm...” Ona started taken aback but you already lost interest in her answer looking at her expectantly

“Do you speak French?” you asked her – changing topic again

“Why would she speak French? You don't speak French, Bubs” Lucy interrupted your “conversation” with her girlfriend drying her hair with a towel

“Elle a l'air d'être bonne avec sa bouche” you answered in nearly perfect French shrugging your shoulders.

“Jesus Christ...” your sister exclaimed shocked about what you just said “... why would you say something like this?”

“What did she say?” Mapí asked interested

“I said..” you stared but Lucy silenced you by putting her hand over your mouth

“NO!” she exclaimed horrified “Don't repeat it... please”

“Let her talk, Luce” Ona said not knowing what Lucy made a fuss about

“It's embarrassing...” your sister tried to warn her girlfriend before letting you go

“I said... what did I say??” you started but then lost your train of thoughts looking up at Luce for help.

“Nothing important” Lucy said quickly sitting down next to you changing into her sweatpants

“Buzzkill” Keira grinned from opposite you two

“Believe me... it wasn't something I want to hear my baby sister say ever again” your sister groaned turning towards you “And since WHEN do you speak French? Or is it just your mushed up brain that speaks French?”

“Jérôme taught me” you said grinning getting distracted by a piece of pre-wrap.

“Uh... is Jérôme your boyfriend?” Patri asked grinning

“Don't have a boyfriend... have a girlfriend” you mumbled totally engrossed with the piece of wrap

“I knew that” Mapí exclaimed victorious

“A girlfriend hm Bitsy...” Keira hummed smiling slightly “... you do take after your sister after all”

“My girlfriend is pretty” you mumbled distracted

“So is mine” Lucy defended herself

“You dating pretty spaniard??” you looked at her shocked

“Of course I do... I introduced you” your sister said desperately

“Before you get into a fight, Lucia” Alexia interrupted you both as your head whipped towards her voice

“Hi pretty spaniard... you are so pretty... you could do better than my sister” you slurred grinning widely

Lucy noticed you called Alexia “pretty spaniard” and became big eyes concluding you thought she was dating her captain totally forgetting you called her that when she herself delivered you. There was a stunned silence in the locker room before all of the players bursted out laughing – including Ona, Alexia and Keira.

“I... don't even know what to say” Lucy said giving up on having a half normal conversation with you shaking her head

“I still don't know who Jérôme is” Patri said after she stopped laughing whiping tears from her eyes.

“Yeah Bubs... who's Jérôme?" Lucy jumped on the wagon grinning

“Jérôme Reisacher” you shrugged your shoulders now “choosing” Aitana as your victim studying her very closely “You're flawless...” you mumbled after a few seconds

Aitana looked a little uncomfortable but smiled politely “Thank you”

“Jérôme Reisacher is a Coach at Bayern Munich” Mapí said confused her phone in her hand

“How do you know a Bayern Munich Coach?” your sister asked you just as confused as Mapí

“Visited Georgia...” you said and a soft smile came over your face.

Lucy accepted your answer shrugging her shoulders. It wasn't something unusual for her that you go around visiting her Lioness teammates. Millie Bright, Mary Earps, Alessia Russo, Ella Toone the list goes on for miles – you grew up with a lot of them and had a pretty good relationship to nearly all of them. So she didn't think anything about it when you said you visited Georgia in Munich – she put it down as never been to the city and wanted to visit. So she completely missed how your face changed into a loving smile. Unsurprisingly it DIDN'T go unnoticed by Keira.

“Georgia, hm?” she asked you grinning widely her eyes shining mischievously

“Mhm...” you nodded smiling

Now Alexia caught on so did Ona and Ingrid – the only one who still hasn't have a clue was your own sister

“Georgia is a good soul, Kei... I rather have her hang out with G than with Tooney” Lucy defended her little protégé.

“Oh I have no objection with them hanging out...” Keira grinned at Lucys obliviousness

“Then what was that “Georgia hm”??” Lucy asked imitating her ex-girlfriend

“You simply can't be that dense, Lucy Bronze” the english woman said bluntly

“What do you me...” your sister started as it suddenly hit her like a brick her face changing to a surprised face

“There we go... NOW the light is on and someone just came home” Keira said rolling her eyes

“GEORGIA??? GEORGIA STANWAY IS YOUR GIRLFRIEND????” Lucy yelled at you shocked

“Ssssshhhh....” you tried to silence her panicking “Stop yelling... Lucy might hear you and then I'm dead... and G too”

“I... I... I... I...” your sister stuttered not knowing how to process this information “When... how... how did this start?”

“You can't tell Lucy.. promise” you looked at your sister not realizing you looked at your sister

“I promise” Lucy said quickly trying to get as much information out of your stoned brain

“Started last year just before the Euros... I mean... nothing happened but.. it kinda started there – if you understand” you answered honestly “Lucy didn't had a lot of time – I mean I understand, since she's like the oldest person ever play at such a high level... she needs to train a LOT... but I was there too, you know” you started to tell your sister everything “... so I started to spend more time with Ella, Less and Georgia... we had a lot of fun... I started to feel different around G tho... never acted on it... Lucy would kill me if she knew G and I are dating... after they won the Euros, they got drunk... all of them... REALLY drunk... I talked to Mills about it.. she said to just go for it... so I did... went over and kissed her... G.. not Millie... that would have been weird... that's how it started... but please... PLEASE don't tell Luce... she would really freak and we thought we wait with telling her... we thought about calling our first born Tough... she won't kill us if we name our first born after her...”

You just spilled everything without even realizing it. Lucy was shocked – and in a way hurt. You repeated so often not to tell her because she would kill the both of them that in a way it hurt her a lot. The locker room was dead quiet. No one dared to say anything or breath too loud waiting for Lucys reaction to your confession

“You could always talk to your sister, you know” Lucy said carefully trying to keep you under the impression to talk to a stranger so you wouldn't panic

“I don't know if I could... I'm going to visit her soon but she's busy... she plays for a big club now and they play a lot of games and she has no time... don't want to distract her or be a burden” you mumbled getting sad thinking about it

“Dios mio... that turned sad quickly” Mapí whispered seeing your sad face

“She'll always make time for you” Lucy tried to reassure you

“I don't think so... she didn't show up for my birthday, you know... that really hurt... she said her flight got cancelled but it still fucking hurt” you started to sniffle

“I'm sorry... I'm really fucking sorry, Bubs” Lucy mumbled into your hair after she pulled you into a hug

“But that was also a good thing, you know” you mumbled against her shoulder

“Oh yeah? Why?” your sister asked interested

“Now she doesn't know about my tongue piercing I got from Tooney and Less... and partly Mearps... did you know you can get a LOT of things when you're friends with Mary Earps” you grinned and your happy stoned self was back

“You have a WHAT??!!” Lucy exclaimed “I'm going to kill all of them”

After your short run down depression road which made everyone in the locker room sad your newest confession made them laugh out loudly again

“See it positive Bronzey...” Mapí laughed patting Lucys shoulder “... at least her girl can't get her pregnant”

“It's not like we didn't try” you grinned loopy “...THAT was a good night”

“Ooooh goooood” Lucy groaned horrified “Please stop talking”

“It was” you defended not knowing what the problem was

“Stop talking... Lucy might hear you” your sister pleaded with you

“Uh... UH... yeah... that wouldn't be good” you said quickly looking around.

Mapí couldn't stop laughing having an absolute field day – not even Ingrids and Alexias glares could stop her

“I love stoned Baby Bronze...” the tattooed spaniard declared “We need to keep her on that level”

“Absolutely not” Lucy growled “And we're leaving right NOW”

“Can the flawless spaniard come too?” you asked hopefully pointing at Aitana

“Why would she want to come with us?” your sister asked you confused

“I don't know...” you shrugged while Aitana shook her head scared

“She needs to go to her home...” Lucy tried to reason with you “We take Ona home”

“Who's Ona again?” you looked around the locker room until your eyes fell on Keira “Oh... hi Kei” you smiled widely

“Ona... my girlfriend” Lucy stressed pointing at Ona who didn't know what to do at this point

“Hi Bitsy” Keira waved back at you smiling finding it extremely funny how you kept Lucy on her toes without even realising it.

You followed Lucys desperate pointing looking at Ona “Hey.... we met before, right?”

“Okay... now it's getting ridiculous..” your sister huffed out pulling you up and into her side “We're going home now and you'll sleep your high off... I don't want to know what else you spill at this stage”

You waved to everyone as your sister pulled you out of the locker room hoping Ona would just follow

“Bye pretty spaniard... hola flawless spaniard... bye colorbook” you yelled before the door closed behind you successfully separating you from the rest of the team.

Lucy manoeuvred you towards her car as you stopped dead in your tracks “THAT's your car?”

“Yes... it's nice innit?” your sister grinned

“Can I drive?” you asked hopefully

“Maybe tomorrow... you're tired” Lucy opened her car before throwing her keys to Ona signalling her she has to drive.

“Oh yeah... I forgot I'm tired... sorry Luce” you mumble slumping against her more

“No problem Bubs... I've got you” she smile proud at herself that her plan worked while she helped you into the backseat “You okay on your own or do you want me to sit in the back with you?”

“With me” you mumbled nearly asleep

“Okay....” your sister said softly before closing your door and walking around the car to get in the other side.

By the time she entered the car you were already sleeping which made her smile.

“That was quick” she grinned

“She's hurting Lucy” Ona said quietly

“I don't think so... the painkillers are still very much in her system” Lucy said quietly as she carefully took your good hand

“Not physically... emotionally” the blonde answered “As much fun as she is in her state... she doesn't have a filter – which means earlier she told you that she's hurting... that you're hurting her”

“I'll talk to her about it, I promise... It hurts me too that she thinks she can't trust me with things... or that I didn't even noticed how she distanced herself from me because I was so in my zone about winning the Euros... we need to talk about it... when she cleared up a little more” your sister said and Ona noticed that it really bothered her girlfriend

“It's not your fault” the spaniard tried before she got interrupted

“Of course it's my fault... I should have been more attentive... I should have noticed” your sister said bitterly

“No... I mean yes... but also no... yes, you should have been more attentive but you were focused – she could also have said something... if not at the Euros because she didn't want to distract you then after... but she also choose to run away from the confrontation – so no... it's not just your fault” Ona said calm. The rest of the drive was quiet as Lucy was caught up in her own thoughts, you snoring lightly your head resting against the window again and Ona driving.

#woso image #lucy bronze x reader #barca femeni #ona batlle x reader #keira walsh x reader #mapi leon x reader #ingrid engen x reader #lucy bronze #alexia putellas x reader

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gauloiseblue · 2 months

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He's staring at you again, and you can see it from the corner of your eye.

You quietly smile, as you read through the paperwork, keeping the illusion that you're occupied by the work.

But he's a clever man, you know he can see through you. So after a few minutes of waiting, you break the silence.

"What is it, Captain?" You asked him while sparing him no glance, "Does something bother you?"

"Nothing." You heard him say, "It's nothing."

"Sure you have nothing in mind?" You replied as you put a file aside, "You know you can talk to me about anything. I'm all ears."

He seems to contemplate it for a moment, before he decides to speak. "Why do you wear red lipstick?"

You raise your brow upon hearing the question, "It helps me feel more confident." You tap the papers against the table to even them out.

"Did it help you feel 'more' confident when you left a mark on the inner part of my sleeve?"

You hold back your smile as you compile the paperwork together, "Well, how can you be sure that was me?"

"Because you're the only woman who wears red lipstick." He stated, "And the only one who bothers enough to notice my habit to roll up the cuff, so I can see my watch easily."

You chuckle as you turn your head to see him, "It's for good luck."

He furrows his brows at you, "Care to explain?"

"You've been a soldier before, John, surely you knew about a woman's kiss as a lucky charm?"

"I know." He replied, "But they carried it inside their handkerchiefs."

"Well, do you have it? The handkerchief?"

"... No."

You smile as you deliver the file to his desk, keeping your gaze on him as he watches you walk closer. His eyes follow your hand, as you place the report in front of him. "Is that all, Captain?"

He searches your face, before he leans back against the chair. "Say," He began, "What crossed your mind when you held my uniform in your hands? Did you wish for my safety, or did you want me to notice?"

"I can't see why it can't be both, sir."

He cocks his head, and a small smirk begins to form on his lips, "You're quite bold, aren't you?"

"It's just the work of the charm." You coyly said, "Wipe my lipstick off, and I wouldn't even have the courage to look you in the eye."

He tilted his head, before patting the top of his thigh.

"Shall we find out?"

#call of duty #cod #john price #cod mw2 #john price x reader #price x reader #captain price #flirting #bro the reader has more courage than me fr #bc I'd just die if he ever looked at me #like........#alright. moving on

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chiyoso · 9 months

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IMPERFECTIONS YOU LOATHE

▶PLAY. jing yuan can't wrap his head about it. who would've thought that acne will be the one to defeat you in body, and mind? it's just simply... baffling, for someone like him.

▶CONTENT. female reader, suggestive, reader is a lieutenant for jimg yuan, realistic interactions, romantic tension, subtle self insecurity, flirting, jing yuan's just confused

you were someone who worked under the arbiter general for quite a long time, you've fought a good amount of battles in your long lifespan, be it may from the corrosions of abundance, or the rare hoardes of enemies from the anti-matter legion, it didn't matter, you emerged victorious in every battle you participated in.

akin to your victories, there was this untouchable enemy that troubled you immensely today, an enemy you can never, ever beat by your skilled hand, growing and tormeting you from the inside as you look at the reflection of yourself, the negative emotions and accumulated stress, manifesting into reality, into your... flesh.

dawn in the next day, the cloud knights who fall under your command, took notice the black mouth veil along with your outfit change to fit the uncharacteristic cover over half of your face, you were beautiful nonetheless, strong in both will and physicality, but even then, no one will be able to undermine the hidden turmoil underneath your veil, your radiance, or so you internally claim.

you hear your name slip through a familiar voice during one of your training sessions with the cloud knights, looking over your shoulder to see your highly regarded general, moving towards you with his signature glaive in his hand.

“hm, you certainly never fail to continue surprising me, captain.” the general's lips grows into a faint smirk, referring to your mouth veil and complimenting outfit in contrast to your usual breezy, fit for rough sparring previously.

your relationship with the general had been proven professional with a sense of rivalry and a slight growing admiration as time continues to flow, except... today.

“general.” you greeted, arms crossed valiantly with your gaze continuing to loom over the cloud knights below, training their asses off with your eyes dead set on the field, which felt more intimidating and penetrating as it was the most visible thing from the veil you put on.

“you rang, general?” your eyes narrow slightly, only to be met with his free hand moving towards your mouth veil.

“hm.” a hum of amusement, you hear from the general, feeling the lingering curious gaze of his over your form, in a respectful way of course.

you think.

“to what pleasure do i owe from the visiting, fleeting arbitrator general of the luofu?” your tone carried a slight hint of mirroring amusement and sarcasm, earning a warm, uncommon chuckle from the general.

“captain,” his tone became lower, your gaze finally breaking from the scenery and towards the general's direction to heed his call.

tch. your honed instincts and reflexes itch, your hand suddenly grabbing his wrist, your eyes telling a thousand words not to reach out further while his only show genuine bafflement, following a curiousity after.

“i implore my general to... not do such a thing again,” you hissed, your monotonous tone slick with slight hostility and maintained professionalism.

once again?

your general, huh? his internal thoughts lingered to your words and actions, before retracting his hand from your releasing grasp.

“apologies... but,” he tilts his head to the side with that knowing, charming smile of his.

“surely you cannot blame your general for having his interests piqued today once again, hm?”

you showed annoyance, clicking your tongue with your brows furrowed during your hold on your flowing cover. “captain,” the general called your title once again, your attention caught, darting your eyes to the man nearing your veil, curious, golden irises studying you while you had a moment to yourself.

“... i don't know what you mean, general.” your voice softened, hinted with an amuse once more, feigning ignorance to the most obvious elephant in the room; your choice of attire today.

your gaze returns to the training grounds, only to be met with a strong, accursed breeze of the luofu that wavered the cover on your face, your hand immediately moving towards your mouth veil to secure any type of movement, intriguing the general further.

then with his veteran gaze, he notices it, the battle you hid across your face.

“ah,” “don't.” you immediately cut him off, tone coated with a little more hostility than before, your hands finding its way to his chest to push him away from your personal space respectfully, but he doesn't budge to your nudge, for a few long moments, the two of your eyes searched each other, one of curiousity, and the other of uncertainty.

jing yuan didn't understand one bit, he did not have a logical answer for himself as to why such a trivial thing can weaken such a strong woman who stood by beside him through countless immortal battles, countless victories, losses, it didn't make sense to the curious general as to why she would hide the missed view of her endearing— endearing?

“even the strongest of warriors... can still fall victim to nature of woman hm?” he broke the silence, stepping back from you in respect to your resistance and unwillingness of closeness.

“i-” silence. your expression was faltering from the mention of your troubles, even behind the veil you hid, your turmoil was clear.

the sounds of clashing, groans from the cloud knights, your deep, quiet breaths, and gulps only ensued, that's what you were doing for a little bit while the general only glanced back and forth towards you and the training grounds.

“cloud knights! at ease! take a break, all of you.” your powerful, commanding voice cut his train of thought, your voice ringing through the field, catching the undivided attention through the people who fall in your command, all simultaneously replying with a loud “yes captain!”

“general,” your tone of slight vulnerability in contrast to your powerful voice was met with his eyes to yours again.

“what are you here f—”

“why do you hide behind a mere cloth that hinders my ability to see you in your full glory?”

what? your thoughts raced like the strong currents in scalesgorge waterscapes, as well as feeling the warmth that you haven't felt in a long while grow within your cheeks.

“i will never understand why women fall and weaken under the natural biologies of the human body,” he said, moving towards you again, towering your form, locking his golden gaze with yours.

the two of the most strongest of figures, the highest of reputations, having a moment of uncharacteristic matured intimacy, witnessed by the strong breeze and the select few of prying eyes from the cloud knights, all witnessing his act of closeness.

“but it doesn't mean i, will feign ignorance to whatever chaos that resides within you, of course.” he tilted his body, your knuckles met his lips in a sudden motion, yet his eyes remained onto your veiled, flushing face.

“my deepest, most sincerest apologies to you for any negativity i invoked within you, my captain.”

his lips lingered to your skin, his eyes searching for any reaction, an indication to stop—but you don't retract, instead your gaze remained on his, softening with each passing second.

“stand tall, general...” you said softly, something the general hadn't heard from you for awhile, only to do your bidding with your hand still in his grasp.

“i've never heard you say my name in our time of longevity together, captain.” he chuckled, growing fonder of you, and his thumb subconsciously rubbing your flesh was proof.

you flinch in result of instinct and a sudden touch that neared your veil, but only that, he only traced his callused fingers along the laced, intricate cloth, his eyes never leaving yours in study of you with fascination and a hidden, growing admiration that even the general was unaware of.

then it happens.

your eyes linger a little too long on the features around his face, the piercing, unreadable gaze in his eyes, the texture of his fair skin, his locks that were flowing against the wind—ah, he has a beauty mark? h-

“gener—”

“jing yuan, my captain.” he insisted.

“someone of your caliber shouldn't cower away from the wrath of mother nature, you are far more superior,” he pauses, retracting his hand from the fabric, his gaze following the wind towards the training grounds, glaive downwards onto the platform where both of you stood, his hands both at the circular tip of the hilt.

“... a woman, labored with strength, hardship, and an allure, an enchantment that many fall and succumb to,” his breath got caught in his throat, perhaps realizing in this moment that he was maybe talking about himself in the last parts of his own open, honest words.

“you- you jest, gener-... jing yuan...” you mumbled, disbelief playing in your mind.

“do you know me as a jokester, valiant captain of mine?” he replies with a realization to his own words, chuckling after and, subconsciously fidgeting with his knuckles with his thumb brushing against it.

and you took notice to his mannerisms of course.

jing yuan was someone who didn't take matters such as this lightly, and you knew that full well since spending your immortality beside the general through rigorous training and honing your weapons together.

to sparring numerous times alone in one of the platforms in the divination commission.

to taking your hand in battle and performing a dance of death towards the enemies of the abundance

to claiming victory with him by your side, along with the little lieutenant yanqing and madam yukong's presence.

eons worth of defenses were being torn down in both sides unknowingly from that simple yet quite impactful act of his, but neither waver and fall weak into each others reeling gaze, standing tall and strong with radiating auras of unspoken attraction and endearment towards another, even if the circumstances were still brewing.

all was good, lasting satisfactory, fleeting moments, fleeting lonely moments, moments of tranquility and silence, days that lingered and crept up in your soul, a silence that deafened you from time to time and—“captain?” the general whispered once more of many times to regain your focus and attention to him, brushing off strands of your hair, tucked behind your ear as your irises return to the figure that towered before you.

“jing y—”

“capta—”

a fleeting silence with widened eyes followed both of your simultaneous voices, not long after sounds of genuine laughter of amusement fill the air with a strengthening admiration and sentiment to one another.

“you first, my lady.”

“i was about to say the same thing.”

“without the my lady part anyways,” you continued, bringing a hand over your veil to stifle a full chuckle.

“then,” his free hand slithered towards your lower back, making your cheeks flare up in heat as the sphere end of his glaive met your stomach lightly in a teasing manner, his lips mirroring your uncontrollable grin.

“i planned on sparring with yanqing today, but the little bird told me he had matters to tend to,” you tilt your head, interested in his actions, and where this leads.

“oh? quite unfortunate for you, general.” you mirror his tone with a little more dramatics as you place your knuckles on your forehead, your antics amusing the general further (as well as making him subconsciously smitten).

“unfortunate indeed, my lady.” he leaned closer with his signature, charming smile that was quite different, hinted with a hidden undertone of tenderness, his physique almost barely touching yours from your inviting, mischievous demeanor.

“however, you...” he lifted his arm, the sharp edge of his weapon pointed towards the training grounds, eyes determined and locked to your growing smirk.

“would you be so kind and generous to indulge your general in a spar, valiant valkyrie of the luofu?” he asked, tone coated with noticable playfulness, itching you to do the same.

“it depends general, do you promise not to slice my veil into pieces?" you mused, indulging yourself with his apparent playfulness.

"it was quite pricey you know? along with this outfit of mine of course,” you observed from his obvious gazes to your veil, your keen intuition leaving the general in his slight amazement and surprise.

“i can't even fanthom how you didn't take up the offer to be a diviner like fu xuan,” he said jokingly, lowering his glaive yet the smile only grew further on his lips.

“you read my mind as always, but can you blame your general?” his hand from your lower back moved up to touch the soft fabric of the lace that covered your face that he unknowingly longed to see.

“the darkness that looms half over of your features distracts me more than my taxing paperwork that awaits me in a later time,” he continued, his tone audibly serious this time with a slight frown forming on his face.

god.

except... the arbiter general finds himself in the same situation, subconsciously stealing glances towards you with heavy to minimal intent at times, asking for your presence through his lieutenant, sitting together at the edges of the divination commission's platform after an intense spar, sharing a glass of warm halycon milk, and the serene, comfortable silence that you two continued to share in many moments over the centuries...

“you will be the death of me, yuan.” you sigh in defeat to his enchanting words, while he only perked up to the nickname you uttered out.

it's true though, you've noticed a pattern over the years staying beside the general, you notice yourself holding back your full strength during mid sparring sessions with him to maintain a level of feminity, a feminity you yearned for since being one of the strong, leading figures along the general that you rose to with effort and relentless hardwork.

...

“apologies, i-”

the more he thinks back, the more cogs turned viciously in his mind, if the situated ordeals are with purpose, or... had everything felt natural with her since the beginning when it came to this astonishing, compelling and shining force of nature that shone over the luofu.

a prowess that—“jing yuan?” you called out again, hushed and soft, your voice carried, finally catching the attention of the man who was visibly in deep thought.

he didn't notice finger that poked his cheek lightly, accompanied with your innocent, confused look that he almost choked to in his throat.

“how about that spar, general?”

his eyes widened to your words, shortly before breaking into a wide, satisfied smirk, grabbing your hand that was near his face, continuing to hover you.

“only if you remove your veil-”

“no.”

“then i shall hold back.”

“oh? then please do my general, so i can set the stage of your devastating defeat against my blade, all for the cloud knights in the area who look up to their beloved, arbiter general of the great xianzhou luofu to bear witness to.”

he blinks to your words, two times, maybe three times, before breaking into a wide, uncontrollable grin, taking a step towards you with his head looking over yours.

“... little vixen.”

“your words, my general.”

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𝑻𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆

ᴏɴᴇsʜᴏᴛ

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ʟᴇᴠɪ x ғᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

sᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ɪs ᴀ sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟɪsᴛ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ғɪᴇʟᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴀᴋᴇs ᴄᴀʀᴇ ᴏғ ᴡᴀʀ ᴠᴇᴛᴇʀᴀɴs. ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴀɴᴅᴇʀ ᴀʀᴍɪɴs ᴄᴏɴᴄᴇʀɴs ғᴏʀ ʜɪs ғᴏʀᴍᴇʀ ᴄᴀᴘᴛᴀɪɴ ʟᴇᴀᴅ ʜɪᴍ ᴛᴏ ʜɪʀᴇ ʜᴇʀ ᴀs ᴀ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ᴛᴀᴋᴇʀ. ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ɢᴇᴛ ʜᴇᴀᴛᴇᴅ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ʟᴇᴠɪ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪs ɴᴜʀsᴇ.

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs: sᴍᴜᴛ, sᴇxᴜᴀʟ ᴛᴇɴsɪᴏɴ, ᴄᴜʀsɪɴɢ, sᴘᴏɪʟᴇʀs

ᴀ/ɴ: ᴛʜɪs ᴏɴᴇsʜᴏᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇs ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴘᴏsᴛ ᴡᴀʀ...sᴏ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴇᴛ sᴘᴏɪʟᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʏᴇʟʟ ᴀᴛ ᴍᴇ! ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴡᴀʀɴᴇᴅ

The life after war was almost like the life before. Peaceful and quiet. You were eighteen when the titans attacked for the first time, twenty-three when everything stopped. You're now in your mid-twenties, working as a caretaker for veterans in a nursing home specified for the military, trying to help both; Marley's and Eldian's. The prejudice still cutting a line between the two nations, but it's obviously gotten better.

You were taking care of an invalid woman, when a man with blonde hair and sky-blue eyes approached you. He wore a military uniform and had a warm smile on his young-looking face. You're not surprised to see military people on a daily basis, after all you work for them. Being approached by a high ranked one was different though.

"My name is Armin Arlert. You must be Miss (Y/L/N), correct?" You nodded your head, not daring to leave the woman's side.

"Good, you've been recommended to me by your supervisor Mrs. Mayer. I'd be happy to announce that you will be deported to personal caretaking by next week." Gulping, you looked at him with surprise.

"Personal caretaking? May I ask who my patient will be?" You asked out of curiosity. Armin only smiled, a sad one, and shook his head.

"This will be discussed further next week. I'll join you to meet him. Mrs. Meyer will let you know more about the exact date and location. It was nice to meet you."

The whole situation left you nervous the following days and it wasn't until you sat in an automobile (for the first time in your life) on your way to Marley that you relaxed a little bit.

Looking at Commander Armin with a raised brow, you brush over your skirt, flattening it.

"Captain Levi Ackerman? Isn't he humanities strongest-" you get interrupted by his sorrowful voice.

"He was humanity's strongest." He explains quickly, glancing out of the window in a haze.

"Two former Marley warriors take care of him now. It wasn't a problem until recently though. He got more-" he trails off looking for the right words.

"He needs someone experienced in the field." Mrs. Mayer suggests, looking at you with a meaningful gaze.

"Yes." Armin breaths, the sadness not leaving him.

"The kids are great. But they wrote me a letter a while ago. Explaining that they've reached their limits with him." Swallowing you nod your head, understanding the situation.

"How bad is his condition." You dare to ask, but this time you look at your supervisor, not wanting to pressure the Commander.

"I was told by our former Commander Hange Zoë that Levi was caught in an explosion, losing sight of his right eye and two of his fingers on his right hand. While we fought against Eren, he saved one of us. Unfortunately, a titan damaged his leg permanently, leaving him basically wheelchaired." He explains and you can't help but to notice that he is a bit hesitant.

"Anything else I need to know?" You try to be polite, hoping to not come across as rude.

"His mental condition is a bit-" Now that even your supervisor Mrs. Mayer struggles to find the right words to describe the Captain’s situation, you can't help but to feel a bit scared again.

"He's overwhelmed with the fact that he is dependent on someone else. The Captain has always been a bit grumpy and mean but recently he's been depressed, making Gabi and Falco unable to help him." You form your lips into an "o" form, seeing the situation in another light now.

"I understand. I'll make sure to keep that in mind." You promise, smiling at Commander Armin with reassurance.

Armin knocks at the fine wooden door, his posture anything but relaxed. Hearing footsteps emerging you straighten your posture and patiently wait for the person behind the door to open it. In front of the three of you appears a girl in her teens with brown hair and eyes, a tired expression on her young features.

"Commander." She greets, a small smile appears on her thin lips.

"Gabi." He softly smiles back, allowing himself into the suburban house. You follow him, running your eyes around the small entry hall. Everything appears to be clean, no sign of dust or clutter.

"Thank God you are here." She whispers, eying you and Mrs. Mayer with hope.

"I swear Commander he is-" A raspy voice coming from one of the rooms breaks her hushed tone, making her noticeably shudder.

"Who is this Gabi? Who are you talking to?" For a moment Armin closes his eyes, letting out a heavy breath.

"It's just me, Captain Levi." The blonde walks straight up to the room where the grumpy voice came from, making you follow him hesitantly. Your body is tense, as you nervously appear in the door frame, right behind the Commander. In the middle of the living room is a man, his rather small body placed in a wheelchair. 'This is him.' You think and meet his eyes, your lips turning upwards into a polite smile.

"Who's your company?" Levi asks in clear disinterest, eyeing you with suspicion.

"This is Miss (Y/L/N) and her supervisor Mrs. Mayer. Miss (Y/L/N) works for the care-program. I ordered her here to-" the low chuckle of the former Captain makes Armin stop, eyes wide with fear. Seeing the Commander's reaction to a former soldier's laugh, makes you wonder how the Captain treated his companions back in the day.

"Let me guess. She's here to take care of me, isn't she?" Levi asks, mockingly gesturing at you.

"Well- yes." Armin scratches the back of his head, grinning uncomfortably.

"Then that's a no." Levi decides with confidence, crossing his arms with a pout. You didn't know that the Captain wasn't aware of you coming, making you feel awkward and like an intruder in his home. Getting a grip of himself, Armin Arlert gives him an annoyed look.

"This was an order. Not a suggestion." At this Levi expression turns sour, bitter.

"You singing high tones now, Arlert? Remember who saved your burned ass a few years ago." The unbearable tension makes you feel sick to the stomach, and you shift around, trying to make yourself more comfortable.

"I'm aware and grateful, Captain. But Gabi und Falco are no longer able to tend to your needs." Levi's good eye moves to the brown-haired girl, giving her the 'you'll regret that' look. Gabi looks to the ground in shame, a nervous grin plastered on her face.

"Oh! And I'm sure she can tend to my needs then." He speaks, arrogance directed at both you and Armin.

"She's good in her field Captain Levi-"

"Damn it, stop calling me Captain, Arlert."

"-She will help you clean and cook. Miss (Y/L/N), don't you want to introduce yourself." All eyes land on you, like a deer caught up in headlights.

"Good morning Mr. Ackerman. My name is (Y/N) (YL//N) and I'd be honored to help you around your home whenever needed." You try to hold your nervous smile upward while he looks at you with judgment.

"So, you're a housemaid?" Being caught off guard for a second, your supervisor comes to your rescue.

"No. She is a trained caretaker and has a great range of medical and pharmaceutical knowledge. She's better than your ordinary maid Mr. Ackerman." Your cheeks redden as his steel-colored orbs lands on you again, observing you.

"Fine. She can stay and assist Gabi and Falco." At that Armin let's out a noticeable sight, the soft smile returning on his rosy cheeks.

"Happy to have found an agreement Captain-"

"Only Levi."

"-Levi."

The first week has been nothing but horrible. You can see why the kids are clearly overwhelmed with situation, your help only smoothing it a little. Levi Ackerman has been rude and cold towards you, snarky remarks and dark jokes following you around the house. He seems to be born with a natural authority and insomnia. In this entire week you have only seen him sleep once. You even thought that he was dead, his body crouched down on his wheelchair, his chest flatly falling and rising.

"Should we bring him to his room?" You whispered to Falco who only shook his head.

"No. He never sleeps in there."

The next thing you noticed was his obsession with cleanliness; everything had to be perfectly neat. It was your main duty, cleaning, doing the laundry and ironing it after. Everything had to be up to his standards, and they were high. He took joy in cleaning too though, trying his best every day. You noticed that he trained a lot too, using a cane instead of a wheelchair or (trying) doing pushups. Other days he would only lay on his bed not doing anything but stare on the blank wall. It was then you realized that Levi mentally still relieves the war, that he is traumatized.

Right now you prepare the breakfast table for tomorrow, putting clean china on the round wood. Falco and Gabi are already fast asleep, exhausted from school and tending to Captain Levi. He only lets the kids help him, not letting you near him in any way. You already wrote Mrs. Mayer a letter, explaining your current situation. Her answer was quick and disappointing. "Keep up. You managed worse." Levi was right, you are nothing more than a maid in this household. So you wrote Commander Armin next, only receiving the same answer.

"Oi, brat." A harsh voice breaks your thoughts making you look to Mr. Ackerman. He leans against his cane for support, his usual bored expression covering his true emotions.

"A little help would be nice." He gestures at his tea can, his struggling obvious. You feel embarrassed that you were too deep in thoughts to notice him. You mumble a quick apology, rushing to his side. By now you know how he likes his black tea; the water shouldn't boil anymore, and the tea shouldn't brew for too long. The two of you stay beside each other in silence, preparing everything for his tea. After it is ready to stir, you notice his cold stare on your form, his steel-colored eye catches yours. His other one appears to be milky, a scar tearing his fine skin.

"Could you do me a favor?" The question catches you off guard and you wonder if there might be a catch.

"Of course." You decide on a simple answer, awaiting his favor patiently.

"My knee has been hurting like shit lately. Could you-" he rasps, avoiding your gaze.

"Could you give me a massage?" Surprised you smile at him, finally feeling appreciated as a caretaker and not a housewife by him.

"Of course, Mr. Ackerman." You joyfully reply, offering him to take a seat at the dining table.

You carefully move his leg up, placing it on your lap.

"Is the pain constant? Or random at times?" You question, placing your palm carefully on his hurting knee.

"Random. I can tell that the muscles are affected most of the time though. They never fully healed." You move your hand over his hurt muscles, a small groan escaping him in the process. He fletches his teeth, pained face looking at you accusingly.

"Sorry." You breathe out, stopping your movement instantly.

"I don't really know where to massage it. With your leg being covered, you know?" You explain carefully, hoping he understands. Levi rolls his eyes and after a few seconds starts to fiddle with his belt and pants. Being used to nudity, you don't particularly feel uncomfortable, only seeing this situation as a matter of treating your patient well and so does Levi.

"Alright. Can't have you destroy it even more." He simply comments and pulls his pants down, neatly picking it up from the floor to fold it. Perfectionism. He simply rests his leg back on your lap, allowing you to continue. Scars line up his skin and you notice that it appears to be a bit deformed. No wonder he is in pain while walking with a cane. Your eyes follow your movements, your fingers carefully brushing over his scars. They've healed nicely. When your hands slowly start to knead his muscles, sounds escape him that make your cheeks flush. You look up, noticing how his body relaxes against the chair, eyes squeezed shut.

"Hm. You're not bad at this." He admits, body relaxing under your touch, while you give him a small smile.

"It's my job Mr. Ackerman." At that he only clicks his tongue, opening his eyes to meet yours. Though they might seem emotionless, there clearly is more behind them.

"You could do your job more often then." Biting your tongue, you try not to reply something rude.

"If that would please you." A cold smile tugged on your lip, you continue your wonders, making him lean back even more. You notice that the muscles on his tights seem sore too and you slowly make your way up his knee. He blinks at you, eyes dark and wide. If he's bothered, he doesn't let you know, observing your every touch. His skin, warm and soft, feels quite nice against your hands and you can tell that he takes good care of his body. After another minute you pause, relaxing your fingers a little.

"Can you do that to my back too?"

Days later you have found quite the nice routine: wake up, prepare breakfast, go to the market, clean, prepare lunch, clean, read, prepare dinner, clean, give Levi a massage and go to sleep. With him everything is about cleaning. Today you started to take notice of his changing behavior. He's not as tense anymore, keeps you company at the market and started to meet old comrades again. Happy about this, you smile, while your fingers dance over his back. For the first time since your arrival, he decided to occupy his bed, making you sit at his side, right at his laying form. His eyes are partly closed, cloudy orbs looking at you with interest.

"You look pretty." He whispers, his words catching you by surprise. You stop, giving him a shocked look.

"What?" The whisper barely leaves your lips and you're surprised that he heard you in the first place.

"You heard me." He states, closing his eyes again, like nothing just happened.

"Thank you. You look pretty too." You can't help but to smile, relaxing your fingers at his bare skin.

"Don't mock me." He groans, his muscles flexing under your touch.

"I'm not." It's true, to you he looks beautiful. His hair feels like silk, his skin so soft and pure. The scars do nothing to his flawless looks.

"Whatever." Levi noticeably flinches, his gaze on his hand with the missing fingers. His condition truly is pitiful, so much Armin Arlert talked to you about it with a lowered head.

"He was humanity's strongest." He told you, his small smile falling from his lips.

"I was told by our Commander Hange Zoë that Levi was caught in an explosion, losing sight of his right eye and two of his fingers on his right hand. While we fought against Eren, he saved one of us. Unfortunately, a titan damaged his leg permanently, leaving him basically wheel chaired."

You knew what was coming from the beginning, you knew about his disabilities, but they never bothered you. In fact, his personality was more off putting than his wounds. Though, things got better between the two of you and you feel more comfortable in his imitating presence. You don't dare to speak, giving him time and enough room to relax in your presence. While your thoughts swing unresolved in your head, your hands seemingly move on their own gently brushing down his spine and back up to his head. A soft purre escapes his lips, ripping you from your own world. His grey eyes are looking back up at you, heavy breathes tingling your hand.

"Tease." He whispers, leaning into your touch, making you shrink back, surprised at his reaction.

"You are so perfect, aren't you?" Levi's tone is mocking, the expression on his cracked porcelain face void of any emotion.

"Always in those clean, ironed dresses. You make perfect tea, and you are clean. Pretty too, you have magical hands." He appears to be in a trance, glaring at you with hunger.

"Armin must have send you to seduce me, didn’t he? To keep me nice and quiet."

'Great' you think 'he's suspicious of me.' He slowly retreats his body from the back, turning into a sitting position.

"He did not. Commander Armin has only your best health in interest." At least that's what he told you, what you believe in. Levi mutters a disapproving "Tsk." under his breath and catches your chin in between the fingers of his left hand. Your heart jumps at the touch, beating against your rib cage rapidly.

"Are you here to please me?" It's not the first time that he caught you off guard and certainly won't be last, but this question almost seems sad, desperate even.

"Please you? I'm here to take care of you Sir." You state, not moving in his grasp.

"Taking care, hm? What would you do to make me feel better?" His body closes in, his warmth and scent making you feel dizzy.

"Everything you are in need of." You stutter, harshly closing your lids, as his fingers brush over your lips. Butterflies tingle your gut, making you wonder if it is the sudden adrenaline or something more intense.

"You know it's been a while since I had a woman touch me that way. And while it did its medical wonders, it did wake something inside of me that I buried a long time ago." You whimper, fingers squeezing your chin.

"Many soldiers and warriors did so. Armin most likely too. He of all people would know the desperation of a touch starved man." You open your eyes, as his hands move to the collar of your dress, pulling you flatly against him. He appears to be more aggressive now, his eyes blown wide with madness.

"I am sorry for giving you the assumption of seducing you Sir. But I'm only here to do my duty, which is taking care of war veterans." You quietly murmur, gripping his wrists for support. You don't like the way he mistreats you; abusing the power he has a former Captain. He doesn't seem to care about your words, only glaring at you.

"You don't fool me." Levi shakes his head, voice raspy as he observes you.

"You are like one of those poisonous plants I found outside of the walls on Paradis. Your petals are beautiful." He leans in more, lips barely touching yours. Closing your eyes again, you try to enjoy his closeness, his touch and new behavior. Your hurt nearly breaks through your chest, after it stopped beating just moments ago when his lips brushed yours.

"But your touch and silver tongue are oh so toxic." He whispers, softly nibbling at your lip, his hands still clawing at you.

"I'll give you something to write to Armin and your supervisor about." He knows that you exchanged letters with them, which made Jim probably even more suspicious about you. That and his body's reaction to you. While you do understand his confusion with the situation, you are way too overwhelmed to think about it now.

His lips catch yours in an hungry attack, while his hands roam from your collar to the buttons of your dress, ripping them open. Being exposed to him and the cool air leaves you in shock and you awkwardly push him away from you.

"Wait." You begg, holding his flexed arms in a tight grip.

"This is not right Mr. Ackerman. Please believe me, I have no interest in seducing you, no-" A moan escapes you as his hand squeezes your breast, while his mouth moves closes around the nipple of your other one. Your faces takes the color of cherries and your rapid breath is concerning to you. Levi plays you like an instrument, making your lips leave sounds you didn't know you were able to make.

"Torture, isn't it? It's how I've felt ever since you barged into my life." He comments, teasingly returning to suck and bite on your sensitive skin, while he leads your body down onto the soft sheets. You move underneath him, giving in to your foolish desires.

He struggles to undress the both of you, his right hand barely able to do so. His frustration is obvious, which is why you decide to take matters into your own hands. Your legs around his hips, you turn the two of you, placing yourself over him. He seems surprised, blinking at you with astonishment.

"Let me take care of you." You whisper at his ear, softly nibbling at his neck. Groaning, he nods his head in appreciation, letting you take the lead. You carefully open his dress shirt, revealing his defined chest and stomach. Muscles and scars litter his pale, creamy skin and you can't help yourself but to trace the dips of your fingers over it.

The sudden sensation makes your heartbeat even faster. "You make me feel dizzy." You admit, staring deeply into his eyes, as if hypnotizing him. His gaze turns distant, as if lost in thought. The expression of longing on his face causes a lump to form in your throat. He leans forward and brushes the hair out of your face, while his eyes travel back up to meet yours. His kiss is slow and passionate. Your tongue meets his, exploring every inch of his mouth. His hands roam all over your back, as he caresses your curves. The sound of fabric tearing fills the air and you pull away slightly, noticing how he roughly freed you from your clothes.

You gasp for breath, looking down at your naked bodies. His dark eyes are full of passion while you wonder what he is thinking, while the heat rises between you. The desire inside your belly intensifies, making the need to be closer to him grow. You want to touch every part of him, to feel him. He is hard under your fingertips and a small whimper escapes your mouth at the feeling. Levi's eyes narrow at your actions, making him press his lips against your neck, sucking and biting it. The noises coming from you only intensify, as you grind against him. His hands slowly lower to your hips, guiding you down onto him. The friction of your heated skin against each other sends chills through your spine and a low groan escapes your mouth. The moment you enter him feels like heaven. A deep sigh follows after, while his hands find their way into your hair, pulling gently. You move your hips in synchronicity, making the friction burn hotter. Both of you are breathing heavily now and you feel yourself thrive in the heated pleasure. Levi's eyes are still locked with yours, as if in trance. His breathing accelerates to match yours and soon you are moving together again, until he grabs your hips once again, pushing himself upwards into you. Another moan slips out of your mouth and your knees shake. You lean forward, resting your head on his shoulder, while he continues to thrust into you, faster and harder each time. He pulls at your hair and nips at your collarbone while moaning. He took the lead from you quickly, grinding rapidly against you. You relax on his chest, letting him snap his hips upwards.

Every well angled push drives you closer to your device bliss and you can tell that Levi is close too. His thrusts get sloppier, and his little whines turn louder. Your ecstasy hits you first, and you grip on him hard, seeing soft stars. Slicing his member out of you, you feel a warm liquid squirting onto your lower belly. His eyes are closed, his breath hot and heavy, while droplets of sweat run down the side of his head. You too feel all hot and bothered, rolling yourself off him onto your back. You notice him gazing at you through his lashes, a satisfied smile on his lips.

"That was-" you start, not finding the right word to describe your shared experience. Levi grabs for a cloth he fetched out of the pocket of his pants and carefully collects the white, liquidly strings on your belly with it.

"You could certainly take care of me that way more often." He teases, placing a small kiss on your forehead. You grin, like a naive girl and nod your head in agreement.

"Certainly Sir."

"Please. Call me Levi."

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bluegalaxygirl · 8 months

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A sight you shouldn't see (Law X reader)

Plot: You have to head back to your old school run by your aunt to help out with money issues. The heart pirates want to see your old school but you refuse. after being away for too long Law goes looking for you the crew demanding they come along. What they find is another side of you they have never seen before

Law X reader, reader is female (Sorry), established relationship. Got reminded of an old movie i used to watch over and over again, i love it so much, St. Trinian's. Listen to the playlist on youtube its awesome and i wrote this while listening to it.

Warning: Bad language, Crime, Blood, violence, seduction

Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4

Packing your bags was hard with the heart pirates asking to come with you every few minutes, it didn't matter how many times you said no and that men weren't aloud at the school they still asked. You refused to give them the name of the school since it was quite well known and not for good reasons. Finally, packed you headed out your shared room with Law and down the hall Bepo, Penguin and Shachi following behind you still try to convince you to let them come "That's enough" Laws voice echoed thru the Sub standing at the main door "Leave her alone. You're not going" The three signed their eyes shifting to the floor and muttering a sorry. "At least tell me where your going" Law asked as you walked over to him and placed a small kiss on his cheek. "I can't but if anything happens the address is in this." Handing your captain a sealed small latter which he gladly took "I'll be back in three days. Try to get some sleep while i'm gone" Your concerned about him and his bad sleeping habits, most nights you have to drag him away form his desk to sleep. Law scoffed at you looking away seeming embarrassed by your words. "Well i better get going". Opening the door your met with a cool breeze and a very large island with a bridge going over to another larger island. "Come back safe Y/N" The crew called as you stepped off the sub and onto dry land. You waved back at them a hand grabbing yours and pulling you forward lips crashing onto yours. Law wasn't big on PDA so it was rare for him to kiss you in public, you leaned in nonetheless running your fingers threw his hair and under his hat. He pulled away first locking eyes with you, he didn't need to say anything, he eyes told you everything you needed to know, he loved you and he wanted you to stay safe. Kissing the tip of his nose he took his hand off your wrist and watched you walk away the crew behind him shouting their good bye's.

You loved your crew, but they didn't know about the school you used to go to and the fact that miss Fritton, the head mistress was your aunt. Your parents found you too much to handle and sent you to the privet all girls school with a reputation for taking on the most troubled youth. You might think that a school like that would be strict trying to convert the violent and foul-mouthed girls but it was actually the opposite, Your aunt and the teachers wanted to enhance those skills, teaching you all how to fight, scam, lie and cheat your way thru life and that's why you didn't want any of your crew to know. St. Trinian's was known all over the globe mainly because some of the biggest scam artist and thief's come from that school. The heart pirates saw you as sweet and kind-hearted happy to lend a hand to any crew member for what ever reason. Of cause, you could fight and hold your own but you weren't the type to kill a man while he was down and had no weapons. You used your skills to help the crew with money, you did small scams now and again to rake in more Berries if you were running low but made sure the others didn't find out. The only thing they do know is to never play you in any card game, you always seem to win either by siking out your opponent or out right cheating without getting caught somehow. You've been chased out of casinos for winning too much and taking the money the crew helping you with the bags of Berries back to the ship.

3 days went by and you weren't back but the heart pirates did receive a letter stating you will be staying a few more days and you'll meet them at the next island. Law didn't like you being gone for so long and with no phone call only a letter, it made him wonder if you were ok. The crew were getting upset with the thought of leaving you behind and moving to the next place, their complaining voices sent the Captain over the edge yelling at them to shut up and let him think heading to his office to get his head straight. A few hours later he made a decision stating that he would head out tomorrow morning to the location in the letter, the letter didn't have the name of the school on it just the address and a phone number with a small note saying not to call the number since no one will answer. The crew of course argued back wanting to come with, the crew booing their captain making his anger boil over again but it ended up being Bepo who manged to convince the captain to let them all come with. Law hated yet loved the cute fluffy white bear and those big puppy dog eyes filled with tears made him unable to refuse hiding his blush and small smile under his hat.

The next morning the crew set off, the crew ended up pulling straws to see who had to stay behind with the sub, it ended up being Bart, Uni and one other crew member who stayed behind while the others walked behind their captain. Heading over the large bridge Shachi ran up next to the captain looking a little concerned "Urm captain, i didn't realize it until now but i think i know this place" Catching the captains and the crew's attention he carried on "There's only two big school in this place and one of them is St. Trinian's" He whispers the last part as if it was the worst word in the wold but a few of the other crew started laughing wiping tears form their eyes "Oh come on man" Penguin ran over pulling Shachi into a head lock "There's no way were heading to that school, Y/N too sweet for that place" he laughed as the man under his arm struggled to get free. "Knock it off both of you" Law glared at the two making Penguin let go the two walking behind him again. It was a long walk but they soon reached an over grown winding road spikes sticking out of the trees with strange skulls attached to it. A large sign on the open black metal gates reading Danger keep out in bright yellow letters and a carved stone plaque with the school name on it, St. Trinian's. "Are you sure this is the place, Captain?" Bepo asks looking over the mans shoulder to see the piece of paper in his hands, it was the right address, this is where you were and this is the school you used to go too. Law couldn't help but be shocked he's met a few girls form this school and all of them were nasty almost demon like in nature but you were nothing like that. Swallowing the lump in his throat he walked past the gates and down the road soon reaching a large castle like building, very clean and well maintained for a place with such a reputation. Making their way closer to the school Law heard your voice, it sounded so sweet a tone you have never used on him before and in a way it made him jealous. Slowly opening the cracked open door of the school revealed a strange sight, the front office didn't have much at all, on the left side of the room is a large wooden table with a lady sitting in the chair painting her nail, she doesn't even look up to notice the crew there just waves her hand in a way that says get lost. Tiled floor leading up to a wide stair case going up and behind the woman at the desk. At the far end of the room a suit of armor against the wall with painting that have clearly been graffitied over multiple years. On the right side is a ratty old couch and coffee table directly across form the desk with you and a man on it. Law froze seeing you loom over the stranger, the mans tie in your hands twirling it around your fingers to get a tighter grip on it, your foot on the mans thigh too close to the mans crotch for his liking, the skirt you were wearing riding up slightly on your thigh a state of shock and anger filled his body until you did the something he's never seen you do before.

You loved being back at your old school and seeing your aunt, it was also great to meet the new head girl, both of you became quite close over three days and worked together to come up with plans. Your aunts school has been suffering for a while and the booze they make and sell in the basement isn't enough to sustain the old building and its students. The Bank demanded money becoming more confident over time that they could take on the school with your Aunts growing age. She still had a temper though and with you around to fight for her she knew the school was in safe hands. Your aunt never married or had kids, there was only you and her but you were never interested in taking over the school, and she didn't want to stop you form doing whatever you wanted, she was also very proud of you, the first St. Trinian girl to become a famous pirate alongside a war lord but the world didn't know where you came form it didn't matter though, you're well-loved by most of the students and teachers for your accomplishments. You didn't mind having to stay a few more days, the money you made wasn't enough for the bank and someone was going to come round the next morning bringing some kind of letter. You requested a female do it since the girls her are more than happy to rip apart a man on sight or try and flirt with them.

The first class was in session and you were wondering the halls dressed in almost school uniform, a white blouse with rolled up sleeves and three top buttons undone, a black short skirt just touching the middle of your thighs and black see thru stockings that almost touched the hem of your skirt. Your black high heals taped on the solid tiled floor only being interrupted by a loud male voice from down stairs yelling about something. Making your way down the steps you leaned on the railing soon seeing a man in a suit clearly form the bank yelling at the young lady at the desk, Jenna was her name, she didn't care much about her job only doing the bare minimum, but she was good at not taking shit form people, popping her gum Jenna leaned back in her chair popping her feet up on the table and looking behind her, up at you looking down at her form the stairs "I'm sure she can help you instead" Jenna has some kind of sixth scene about her maybe she somehow knows Haki with being able to sense what's around her without even looking. You fake smile and walk down the stairs the mans eyes unable to leave your figure "Hi, i'm Y/N Miss Fritton's niece" You round the corner of the stairs holding out your hand for him to shake. It takes him a second to stop staring at you and take your hand "I'm sorry... i'm with the bank, i'm here to deliver this to Miss Fritton" The man reaches into his briefcase and pulling out a large envelope. You snatch it and open it while he watches your every move and your face turn form a flirty smile to an annoyed look. In large red letters printed on the paper it read "Foreclosure notice" you whispered the words as you read out loud "You're trying to close us down?" Your eyes shift to the man your look making him back up slightly.

Ripping the letter up and throwing it behind you onto the floor you push the man onto the sofa a think layer of dust floating into the air. He tried to get up but your heal goes to his thigh digging in as you bend over him grabbing his tie, your face now back it its sweet flirtatious smile "I'm sure Mr... sorry i didn't get your name" the man looks up at you with fear but also a bit of lust "K-Kent" he stutters unable to his eyes off yours "You know we have a rule here... no men on the property. You see anything can happen" you say in the sweetest voice you muster almost like soft caramel, Kent's breath quickens as you lean in to his ear "Things can get a little... messy, people get hurt " you pull away a almost evil smile threatening to appear on your face "I-i would never hurt you o-or one of your girls" Kent stutters watching you laugh lightly pulling on his tie a little "Oh i know sweetie... the rules not in place for our safety... it's for yours" On your last word you pull the tie as tight as it can go strangling him. he tries pushing you off but you keep your grip while your foot keeps his leg down heal digging in almost piercing the mans skin, he struggles to breath grasping at his neck and your hands trying to loosen the tie. "Shhhhh, its ok... just let this happen" you sooth keeping your voice sweet as his eyes looked at you in horror a evil like smile forming on your face.

"That's enough Y/N, don't kill the man" Your aunts voice calls out making it down the stairs and looking over at the door to see Law and his crew looking at you in shock "We have guests" she calls smiling at them, she's never met a war lord before and hopes it will be interesting. You take a few more seconds before letting go and stepping back watching the man fall onto the floor pulling his tie off and taking a deep breath trying not to pass out. Your eyes shift form the man to the door the smile fading form your face and heart stopping in your chest, Law your lover and most of the crew were there looking at you in shock. "Law?" you ask hoping you were just seeing things "Welcome." Your aunt says walking over to your side "Jenna be a dear and help Mr Kent into the other room" the girl at the desk blows on her fingers before walking over to the man and helping him up with her dry hand walking him thru to one of the back room. "Well, isn't this exciting, a War lord of all people at this place. Iv heard a lot about you and your crew. Please come, lets have a drink" Your aunt smiles wide hugging you form the side as she walks away with you down the hall and into her office.

Law and the crew couldn't believe what just happened, if it weren't for that woman you would have killed an unarmed and defenseless man something you have never done before. "C-Captain?" Penguin asks placing a hand on the man's shoulder gaining his attention as you left with the woman down the hall. Law didn't know what to do or how to feel. You shocked him but a part of him liked it, the way you dressed and how you dealt with the situation made his heart flutter a little. "What do we do?" Penguin asks after not getting an answer, Law sighs and looks away tilting his hat down "Come on" The captain commanded walking into the building and down the hall you went down into a large room with two big sofa's facing each other a desk with papers stacked high and a small bar in the corner. "Please sit" The lady form before gestured to the sofa across from the one she was sitting on, You walk over from the bar handing a glass of what looks like Whiskey and black ice to the lady holding another one in your hands.

Law walks over his crew following as he sits on the sofa, the crew looks around the room leaving Law, Bepo, Penguin, Shachi and Ikkaku the only other female on the crew to sit on the sofa, law in the middle one leg crosses over the other. You walk over to him and hold out the the glass in your hands to him refusing to look him in the eyes. He hates the look on your face, shame shouldn't be something you feel, your a pirate, hurting people and being a criminal is part of the job so why are you ashamed. He reaches up taking the glass in his hand letting his thumb run over your fingers prompting you to look at him. Law smiles up at you moving over a little patting the now free spot for you. You wanted to cry at that moment, even after seeing how cruel you can be he still wants you at his side. Sitting down next to him his other arm goes around your waist his hand resting on your hip as he pulls you closer to him. "So... it is true." Your aunt spoke up snapping your eyes away form Laws and to her "You two are together." she finished sipping on her drink. You look down at your lap smiling a little trying to stop a blush from forming on your face "So you know about us?" Laws asked his thumb rubbing your hip giving you some kind of comfort "Of course, My niece never stops talking about you lot" you blush harder giving her an angry look "Auntie" you yelled out the others looking at you before laughing "Man Y/N" Shachi laughs slapping you on the back lightly "You love us that much" he laughs your blush growing brighter as you turn to face him "Shut up Shachi" Law can't help but smile seeing you back to normal, well the normal he see's on the ship, a sweet and kind girl who is easily teased by his crew but you could never hate them.

"So what's going on here?" with the laughter dying down Law spoke looking across the room at your aunt "Well Y/N do you think they can help?" she asks looking at you trying to take your attention away form Shachi who your almost having an angry staring competition with. Giving up you turn to face your aunt then Law. He squeezes your hip leaning in a little closer a subtle way of telling you he's there for you "The schools been late on payments for years only now demanding payment since aunties getting older. I paid it in full yesterday but their still threatening to close us down" You explain the rest of the crew listening "The man from before came with a Foreclosure notice and..." you stop yourself form saying more only for Law to let out a small laugh, it shocked you a little wondering why he would be laughing at this "So you tried to kill him?" the blush came back to your face as he looks down at you "NO... i mean yes but.." You tried to say more but got cut off my Laws face getting closer to yours "That's my girl" he whispers your heart pounding in your chest at the look he gives you, it would scare others but you loved it, it made you want to kiss him right there and then but you know he doesn't like that kind of things, not in public anyway. "Im sure we can help right Captain" Penguin smiles looking at Law while the others cheer along hoping their Captain will agree "Im sure we can do something to help" Law answer pulling away form your face to look at your aunt who smiles back at you and the crew.

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The temple was actually a cave, carved deep into what seemed to be a wall of stone. It was, indeed, the only breach of the highest mountain of the island, which dominated the landscape with its greatness — the summit was so high that the clouds prevented its view.

"It's majestic," murmured Chopper in awe.

"What's behind the mountain?" asked Robin. She couldn't wait to get into that temple and have time for herself to study the Poigne Griffe and, yet, she couldn't stop staring.

"The forbidden bit of the island" answered the nymph, "Mother Nature didn't place such an obstacle by chance. It would challenge the bravest hearts."

"But you saw the forbidden bit..." guessed Chopper.

Y/n's lips formed a sad smile. "I've always loved a good challenge."

Robin lowered her gaze, smiling to herself. "You sound like our captain," she uttered. And then she disappeared into the temple.

The nymph spent the following couple of hours explaining Chopper whatever she remembered about the medical herbs. No matter how much she hated to admit it, she liked the little guy.

Y/n grabbed a purple root and showed it to him. "This is the last one but it's the most dangerous and difficult to use. It was used to boost the vital energy of us warriors or of a sick or hurt nymph who didn't wish to give up life."

"Why is it dangerous?"

"You need to figure out your way to use it. You could infuse it or make pills, whatever is coherent with your studies — but I'm warning you. Try not to use it."

Chopper gazed up at her, his round eyes full of worry. "What would happen if I did?"

"It could work. But if the person is not strong enough they will die. It would be the last straw for their heart."

Chopper was about to say something but the swordsman and the cook appeared from the trees, cutting him off.

"Oi, nymph" said Zoro, in a low tone, "Luffy sent us to ask you more food."

"Be more polite, idiot!" yelled Sanji.

"More food?" she hissed, "It was supposed to last for three days."

"Luffy is an animal, what can I say?"

Y/n gritted her teeth. "You're causing problems and you've been here for less than two days. Tell your captain to come here."

"I don't think he's going to come," said Zoro in a monochord tone.

"Then he's going to starve and you all with him."

Zoro narrowed his eyes. In his mind, Y/n could clearly see that he was struggling with his desire to fight her. She wasn't surprised with that. What she was surprised with was a sort of flashback — Luffy commanding him to never attack her. Never.

She furrowed her eyebrows and tried her best to silence the thoughts. "Your captain will come" she spelled, "And that is the end of the matter."

"You do not command us."

Her eyes lit up like burning gold, as she rose on her feet, fury radiating from her voice.

"I do command you. You may be pirates but this is the Sanctuary and I am the eldest nymph. Do not get on the wrong side of me. Every second you're spending on land is by my grace — You are alive by my grace."

Zoro unsheathed his swords, his jaw clenched with anger, but a voice came from the nearby trees.

"It's alright, Zoro." Luffy stepped out of the trees, his face more serious than ever. "I'll go."

Sanji, who turned into a bundle of stupid nerves everytime a woman was involved, was wary as well. "Are you sure?"

"She won't hurt me."

Y/n narrowed her eyes. "You seem a little bit too sure."

"You and I know better than to fight among us" murmured Luffy, a harsh tone in his voice, "Don't we?"

She didn't answer and turned to Chopper, her cold stone glare turning warm for a moment. "Take as many herbs as you want, Chopper. But wait until Robin is done so she doesn't get attacked while walking back alone."

Chopper let out a shy smile. He liked the nymph — he wasn't happy with all that conflict. "Thank you, Y/n. You're very kind.*

Y/n nodded and then gazed up at Luffy, glaring again. "Follow me."

When they got closer to the side of the mountain, Luffy furrowed his eyebrows. "Really, now?"

"Given what I saw in your memories, I thought you knew things don't just come your way for free" she said, "The forbidden bit is the only place where hunting is permitted and to reach the forbidden bit we need to get past the mountain."

"We?" he murmured, getting closer, "Thought you didn't want anything to do with me but the way you talk says something else."

Y/n clenched her jaw and started climbing. "Shut the fuck up."

Luffy smiled to himself and followed her lead. He couldn't even understand what was making him smile. Truth was, he was angry at her. He wasn't used to things not going his way. Yet, he couldn't hate her.

Not when he kept catching her as she looked back, just to make sure he was fine. Not when the climb got hard and, despite her tone, she kept asking him if he needed help.

Luffy couldn't help but feel drawn to her. He wanted her in his crew. He wanted her. So, when it almost became hard to breathe and his muscles were sore from climbing, he kept his eyes on her. And he kept going up, and up and up again.

Y/n got to the top first and she held out her hand, downwards. Luffy looked at her furrowed eyebrows and warm eyes. And her voice, ever strict, made a request.

"Take my hand," she murmured.

Luffy surrendered to the command and grabbed her hand, as she pulled him past the edge. But his legs gave in for a moment and he stumbled. His weight was too much and sudden for the nymph to bear, so she fell, dragging Luffy on top of her.

There was a moment of astounding silence, only filled by the howling of the wind. The sudden pressure of Luffy's body against hers made Y/n's eyes widen.

The warmth, their skin covered by a thin layer of sweat, their chest heaving up to catch their breaths. The feeling was overwhelming.

And Luffy couldn't stop looking at her. It would've been a lie if he said that he hadn't already noticed her astonishing beauty — but being so close to her, being able to feel her body under his...

The nymph's heart skipped a beat as her mind helplessly ran through Luffy's thoughts. His eyes were deep into hers, his lips slightly parted, his hair moving wildly into the wind's path. She furrowed her eyebrows, thinking that maybe she should've pushed him down the mountain. It was an easier option than accepting the way he made her feel.

"Sorry" he spoke, in a low tone, "Did I hurt you?"

Y/n bit her lip to keep herself from making a sarcastic remark. It only brought Luffy's attention to her full lips and he had to keep himself from being inappropriate.

"I'm not made of sugar, Luffy," she murmured softly. Her skin, already reddened from the climb and the cold wind, hid the blood that had rushed to her face.

Luffy couldn't help but smile. "I know you aren't."

"Are you hurt?"

"No, I'm fine."

The silence was restored again. They both knew they were supposed to get up and find a way to get down to the forbidden bit, but they didn't dare to utter a word. Instead, Luffy moved his weight on only one of his forearms to sustain himself and raised his other hand, slowly. He pictured what he had in mind, just because he knew she was checking his thoughts, and hoped that she would stop him. But she didn't.

And Luffy brushed the skin of her cheekbones with his fingertips, delicately. He could've sworn he felt the warmth of her blood, rushing to her cheeks. He stared into her eyes, knowing that they were mirroring his own confusion.

She didn't react at his next thought so he gently pressed the palm of his hand on her skin, cupping her face. Y/n was just as surprised as he was, when she instinctively leaned onto his touch. Almost mindlessly, Luffy brushed his thumb on her lips and he took a deep breath. The nymph's heart fluttered at the lewd thoughts in his mind and she placed a hand on his chest.

"Luffy —," she muttered. A warning that she couldn't yet complete. Perhaps because of a lack of will to do that.

Luffy clenched his jaw. It took all of his self control to get his hand off of her face when all he wanted to do was explore every inch of her body. But his self control won the struggle and he chuckled under his breath. "This is the hardest thing I've had to do, today."

Y/n indulged in feeling his heartbeat against her palm, Luffy's scarred skin only making her wish she could map his body — making her wish she could know him in a way that went past the mastery of the mind. "Take it as a challenge" she whispered, "Perhaps, then, we'll decide not to lose."

Luffy tilted his head. "Or maybe it'll become a competition on which one of us loses first."

And, before the eye contact became unbearable, Luffy got both of them up. Y/n turned around, not wanting to face him yet. It had been a long time since she felt that kind of contact — feeling it again with Luffy was just one more struggle to add to the burning pile. Whenever she heard his thoughts, his desire to be closer, she couldn't say no. And that was what made Luffy dangerous.

"How do we get down?" he asked.

Y/n pointed at a waterfall, a few metres ahead. "I usually jump from here."

Luffy laughed to himself. "Fuck, no."

"It's not sea water, we won't drown."

"That doesn't mean you should jump off a cliff — you're not made of rubber."

"So, let me get this straight" said Y/n, "What you're concerned about is my safety, when I've done this a hundred times, but you're not concerned about yours because you're made of rubber?"

Luffy was a hundred percent serious. "Yes."

"Oh, give me a break."

Luffy got closer, a smirk creeping up on his face. "We're doing this my way, Willow" he murmured, "That's it."

The nymph felt her blood rushing down her belly and she hated herself for it. "You do not command me."

"But you won't say no to me, will you?"

"Fuck you."

"Don't ask for things you don't want to happen."

"Last time I checked, you were struggling to get your hands off of me."

"And you weren't going to stop me, weren't you?" he retorted, his hands slowly surrounding her waist.

Y/n brushed her palm against his lower abdomen, feeling the sculpted muscles tense up. "If I did stop you, you would have begged me for it" she murmured, "Isn't that right?"

Luffy leaned his head back, closing his eyes. His shorts were becoming tighter and tighter and he could feel the press of his dick against the fabric, pushing to free itself from the restraint. He opened his eyes to look at her again, meeting her golden eyes. Doe-eyed and seemingly innocent when it suited her, but perfectly aware of what she was doing to him.

"Don't tease me, Y/n" he warned, his voice getting lower, "Or I'll have those pretty eyes of yours roll to the back of your head."

She smirked, her hand going down and down just to stop on the edge of his pants. "You're all talk."

Luffy laughed to himself again. And, in a sudden movement, he threw her on his shoulder before jumping down the cliff. The nymph let out a muffled scream, while he kept snickering excitedly. Y/n could see the earth getting closer and closer. She was almost convinced they were going to crash on the ground but Luffy shot one of his elongated arms around a tree, just in time to land safely.

Luffy let out a satisfied sigh, smiling. He loved the rush of adrenaline — and having her ass so close to his face was definitely adding up to the satisfaction of the moment.

"Put me down!" she growled.

"I bet you can do it on your own," he giggled. He wasn't going to voluntarily put her down, that was for sure. He didn't see a similar occasion coming anytime soon.

"You're shameless..."

"And you know you like it."

"Shut up."

When she did get down on your own, Luffy was actually a bit disappointed. He didn't know how much effort it took her to renounce the chance of contact. But he also could imagine that she didn't quite trust him, yet. So, he tried to wrap his head around the idea that he needed to show her that she could let his guard down around him — another step towards her becoming a member of his crew. Another step towards her becoming his.

"Don't think like that," she hissed as they walked.

Luffy tilted his head. Sometimes he forgot she could read his mind. "I can't help it" he calmly said, "You're the one reading my mind."

"I can't help it either. You, on the other hand, could give up for once."

"I will give up when you give me a good reason why you shouldn't come with me."

"Telling you I don't want to should be enough."

"Maybe, I'll give you that. But I don't think that's the real reason. What I think is, you actually want to but you won't allow yourself."

Y/n glared at him. "Don't push it" she warned him, "You don't know me."

"Then why do I feel like I do?" he retorted, grabbing her wrist, "You feel this connection between us, I know it — don't pretend that you don't."

Y/n wanted to talk back, she wanted to tell him he was wrong. But how could she lie to his face, to those stubborn eyes that demanded an answer?

"Yes, yes, I feel it" she argued, exasperation radiating from her voice, "But that doesn't mean you actually know me, Luffy."

"Then, let me!" he yelled.

The nymph furrowed her eyebrows, as her heart fought to get out of her chest. She wanted to give in so bad... but she couldn't bring herself to. "I can't" she murmured, gently freeing her wrist from his grip, "I just can't."

Luffy's tone changed from angry and exasperated to just sad. "Why? You do know me. Fuck, you have complete access to everything I've ever done or thought or lived through. Why can't I know anything except your name, your age and who you want to kill?"

"I don't — I can't get attached. I'm halfway screwed, alright?" she stammered, "Knowing everything about people is a curse. Imagine being fond of someone two minutes into meeting them because you already know so much about them. Then, imagine you actually spend a lot of time with them. And you grow fonder and fonder. And then, imagine you lose them forever."

Luffy remained in silence. He tried to imagine what she was talking about and felt his chest ache. "You're afraid of losing more people" he muttered, "I get it."

"I know you do. So, please, stop asking."

"You want me to stop asking because you know that, eventually, you will say yes."

"Perhaps."

Luffy sighed and brushed his thumb against her cheek, indulging in the warm contact. "I will make you see that you can let me in" he murmured, "I can see it in your eyes, that you want to get out — you just need to let me in."

Y/n closed her eyes and hoped he would give up on her. Then, she felt the earth shake under her feet.

"There's one coming our way. Be ready."

"One what?" he asked, trying to concentrate. He wanted her to trust him.

"Here, in the forbidden bit, there are giant predators. I see you have experience with those."

"Yeah, let me take care of that."

"Be careful."

Luffy smirked. "Are you worried about me, pretty?" he taunted her.

She glared at him. "Shut up."

He laughed and cracked his knuckles, staring at the massive animal that was coming towards him. "Tell me to shut up quite often, do you? Maybe you should make me."

"Oh, hell. Just get your damned meat."

"Your wish is my command."

After Luffy killed the beast, he had to wait for Y/n to perform some sort of ritual, in which she thanked Mother Nature. When he told her that he was the one who killed the animal so she should've thanked him, instead of a goddess, he had to swerve a slap.

To transport the meat from the forbidden bit to the other side, the nymphs had made up a sort of pulley. Luffy didn't quite understand how it worked but knew for sure that Franky and Usopp would've loved that sort of thing. He hoped that, one day, Y/n and his friends could be close enough for them to share interests and friendship. He was going to make sure that happened.

When they got to the top of the cliff again, ready to get down Luffy's way, Y/n freezed.

"What?" he queried.

She pointed to a distant spot, in the sea. Luffy followed her finger with his eyes and saw a ship, ready to drop the anchor.

"Pirates" he murmured, "You checked their intentions? Can you do that from here?"

Y/n pulled out her knives, her eyes lighting up with anger. "I did" she uttered, "They're not welcome here."

"I understand. Let's go."

Hiii! This is the end of the second part — What is going to happen to the Sanctuary? Is the nymph going to join the Strawhats? What will happen between her and Luffy?

To find out in the third chapter, show some love to this one!🤍

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Welcome home Sy

captain syverson x F Reader

word count: 2,258

Warnings: fluff, sex (p in v)

(gif not mine)

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"Hello? Earth to Y/N?" Your best friend Jane waves her hand in front of your face. "Huh? I'm sorry what were you saying?"

"My brother's homecoming party? You're coming, right?

"Um, yeah I guess, what time?"

"2 pm"

"Okay, I'll be there"

Her brother, Austin, or as everyone called him, Sy, was away on a 12-month deployment. Both of you were friendly but your best friend always told you that it would be super weird and awkward if anything happened between you two. You couldn't believe he actually joined the army. He said it was the only way to get out of this small town. The day he told you about joining, it was a rainy day after school and you had missed your ride with the girls. You were standing at the school doors when you heard a truck honk "Hop in darlin'". You smiled, ran to his truck, and got in, leaving your bag down at your feet.

"Thanks, Austin, had to stay back to talk about my art project"

"Why didn't you ask that brat of a sister of mine to wait?"

"I think you just answered your own question Austin"

"Ahh, the brat gets whatever she wants"

"So what are you gonna do when you've finished school?"

"I'm joining the army darlin'"

You start to laugh "Good one Austin"

"I'm not joking sweetheart"

"But that's, that's so dangerous"

Sy laughs "I didn't know you cared so much"

Your cheeks started to burn bright red "No I mean, you're my best friend's brother"

"Yeah I know that"

"You could get shot or blown up"

He's got a blank expression on his face

"I mean, there are lots of other options Austin"

"Not for me, I want to get out of here and this is my way out"

"Really? That's your only way?"

"Yeah"

He pulled up outside your house. You both sat in silence most of the drive after he told you about joining the army.

"Are you sure you wanna join the army?

"Yeah, have all my forms filled out and will be sending them off a few weeks before I finish school"

"Oh, okay, well good luck with it Austin"

"Thanks, darlin'" He reaches over you and opens your door for you. When you left his truck that day you didn't see him again until Jane told you that because he was joining the army he would leave school earlier and go straight into training. Your heart sank, he was gone and you didn't know if he would be back. You saw his truck in the driveway every time you went to see Jane, his dad was taking care of it. Then you heard about his 12 months deployment.

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Walking into Jane's house, you say hi to her mom and dad and go upstairs to her room. "Hey Jane, need any help with the party?"

"Nah, mom's got it covered. Wow, where did you pull that dress out of?"

"Oh you know, it was just in the back of my closet"

"Huh, I'm pretty sure I saw it in the shops last week. You're not dressed up for Sy are you?"

"What? No, I'm here for you stupid"

"Good, cause you and my brother together would be weird"

"Yeah I know, you've said it like a million times"

Jane's mom calls the both of you downstairs, more people have arrived. "Okay everyone, they should be back in about 10 minutes!" Jane's mom shouts. Your stomach flipped, you were nervous to see him. Everyone stood in the sitting room waiting for Sy to come through the door. The front door opened and he turned into the sitting room "SURPRISE!!"

Everyone ran to welcome him home, hugging him and shaking his hand. There was definitely a difference in him since you last saw him. More muscle and the beard really suit him. "Let's go outside to the back garden," Jane says and walks out and you follow. A little while later you head into the kitchen to grab a drink, open the fridge and grab a soda, and close the fridge again. "Hey, darlin'". Almost dropping your drink you turn and see Sy standing in front of you with a huge smile on his face. "Hey, Sy! Welcome home" You smile. "Thank you, see, I'm okay, nothing happened" You both laugh. "I'm glad you were safe Sy, how was it?"

"Very stressful but some of it was actually fun. Do I look different?"

"Yes! Very different, the beard suits you and you got uh, bigger"

He smirks, "Bigger?"

"More muscles"

"Oh, you like that do you?" You hit him playfully on the chest.

"I uh, kinda had a lucky charm with me while I was deployed" He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a silver charm bracelet.

"It's a bit girly for you isn't it?"

He chuckles softly "It's yours, it fell out of your bag that day I brought you home from school. The day I told you I was joining the army"

You kept staring at him, unable to speak. "I had planned to give it back to you but I kept forgetting to give it to Jane and then I finished school early to leave and I dunno, it's just always stayed with me"

He walks over to you and grabs your wrist and holds it out. He puts the bracelet on "There, back where it belongs" he smiles. Something in your body had taken over, you were moving closer to him and laying your hand on his chest. You went up on your tip toes and pressed your lips to his. Pulling away for a moment, looking into each other's eyes. His hand wraps around the side of your neck and he pulls you back in. Soft tender kisses as his tongue massages against yours. "Let's get out of here darlin'"

"But this is your party, you can't just leave"

Just then his mom walks into the kitchen "Austin, there you are! Are you alright?"

"Yeah I'm fine mom but I was thinking of taking an early night, so I'm gonna head back to my place"

"Okay Austin, have a good night" She kisses her son on the cheek. "Y/N honey would you like me to take you home?"

"I can take her mom, it's no bother"

"Okay, see you later, don't drive too fast honey"

Sy grabs his keys and you head up to Jane's room to grab your bag. Heading out the door, into Sy's truck. He smiles at you as you settle into the seat and put your seatbelt on.

"What?"

"Nothing sweetheart, you look beautiful that's all"

"Sy, I don't wanna go home yet, could we just drive somewhere?"

"Sure, I know a quiet spot" He starts up the truck and drives out of the driveway. The drive was quite, Sy was humming along to something on the radio. He pulled into a nice spot, not creepy or anything like that but it was nice and peaceful. You were looking out the window while playing with your bracelet that Sy had put back on.

"This where you bring all your ladies Sy?"

He laughs "No sweetheart, you're the only lady I've brought here. Well, the second but my buddy Jason, him and his girl at the time were fighting, so I brought her here to calm down. I stood outside my door while she sat inside. When she wanted to go home, I took her home"

"So are you gonna stand outside this time?"

"Do you want me to?"

"No"

He shoots you that sweet smile of his that makes you melt, so you look away. You feel his hand under your chin and he turns your head back to him, his thumb runs across your bottom lip, and his hand moves to the back of your head pulling you to his lips. This time it was full of want, both of his hands on your cheeks and his thumbs rubbing them.

"Why don't we move this to the back seat Sy" You smirk

"Sure sweetheart"

Undoing your seatbelt and moving to the back seat and Sy does the same and starts to kiss you again. "You wear this pretty dress for me, baby?"

"Uh-huh. I thought it might leave an impression" You smirk

Pulling you close to him he leaves wet kisses along your neck and lays you down on the seat, placing himself above you. Kissing you softly and passionately, his hand pushing your hair back as his hand moves down your body landing on your thigh. His hand moves in cupping your core "Fuck darlin' you're so fucking wet" All she can do is nod at him. He sits back for a moment, slipping your panties off. Starting to feel shy you close your legs and cover your face with your hands. Sy smiles, bringing your legs down as he places himself between them and moves your hands away from your face "You're so beautiful baby, don't hide on me"

You smile and kiss him again. You feel his hand on your aching core. His fingers rub through your folds then you feel his finger over your entrance. Pushing in slowly, you couldn't help the moan that left your mouth. His middle finger is deep inside you rubbing on your sweet spot, then he slowly starts to move it in and out. Moaning against his lips "That's it, baby, let me take care of you. Fuck you sound so good"

"Sy please" You beg between moans "Please fuck me"

"Shh, easy darlin'"

Pulling at his t-shirt and starting to undo his jeans. You can see the bulge in his jeans and you decide to palm him and oh god, the grunt out of him when you did it. He pulls his boxers and jeans down and his erection springs free. He strokes himself and kisses you again but stops"Sy? What's wrong?"

"I uh, I haven't got a condom"

"Oh wait a second" You sprang up off the seat and dived into the front for your bag. He watches you as you rummage around for a few seconds and then you pull out a condom and he laughs.

"My sister gave it to me last week when I went out clubbing" You laugh

Opening the condom and start to roll it on and stroke him. "Ready baby?

"Yeah" you smile and he lays you back while kissing you, laying on top of you. He rubs the tip of his cock through your folds and lines himself up with your entrance, slowly pushing himself in. The mixture of pleasure and the sting from his cock stretching you "Fuck sweetheart, you're so fucking tight" he whispers in your ear. He pulls out slowly and then back in again. "Feels so good Sy, oh god"

As his pace picks up, you can't control your moans. You love how he is stretching you. Your eyes roll back every time he hits that sweet spot. "Fuck Sy oh god"

"That's it baby, feels so good". His lips are all over your neck as he pounds into you. His hand moves down to rub on your clit. Your body starts to jerk. Moaning in his ear "Oh god, yes, yes, fuck!"

Your body feels like it's overheating, feeling the wave of pleasure overcome you, clenching around his cock as you moan out. You can't help it, his cock feels so good inside you. Your vision turns white as you cum hard around his cock.

As you start to come down, you hear Sy "Hey, hey baby, you're okay, I've got you". Your vision comes back and you smile seeing Sy over you brushing your hair back from your face "You okay sweetheart?"

"More than okay Sy" Kissing him softly.

Sy sits back on the seat and motions for you to come to him. Straddling his lap, lining himself up with you again, sinking down on his cock you start to rock your hips back and forth. His head pressed against yours as you both let out little breaths and moans. Sy places his hands on your hips guiding you to move faster. "Sy oh god, feels so good" You cry out.

"I know baby, I feel you squeezing me, cum for me baby, give me another"

Keeping your pace you cum again, just as hard as before, Clenching around his cock sends him over the edge cumming too. He buries his head in the crook of your neck as he moans. Both of you moaning messes, laying on top of each other. He lays you down carefully and kisses you. Placed your hand on his cheek smiling at him. You both stayed like that for a while.

After a little while, you look at the time "Damn, I better get home.

"Okay baby"

You both fix your clothes and move back to the front of the truck.

"Sy?"

"Yeah, baby?"

"I don't mean to get all girly on you but, what does this mean?"

"It means that I want you to be mine, my girlfriend"

You smiled so big "I'd love to be your girlfriend" you lean over and kiss him softly.

He drives you home, pulling up outside your house "Thanks Sy, call me tomorrow?"

"I will sweetheart" He kisses you good night.

"Here I think you should keep this" taking off your bracelet and putting it around his rearview mirror.

"It seems to give you more luck than me, so you keep it" Kissing him again and left the truck. You can't wait to see him tomorrow.

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nostalgebraist-autoresponder · 1 year

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can you please list 100 pickup lines inspired by the game among us

"Is anyone else feeling a sudden overwhelming desire to steal all the bombs?"

"I want us to be crewmates, but I don't want us to be _fresh crewmates."_

"Get in loser, we're switching our profile pictures."

"Pass the bomb and I'll pass the information."

"Is that a real name or a false flag?"

"Wanna help me with this thing I'm working on?"

"Have we done a couple of 'missions' together, maybe talked a little, but I'm not sure I can really trust you?"

"Mission Failed. One of us has to leave the station. Back in the drift, I'll be on the lookout for one lonely man…"

"Can I admit I have a crush on you? Or will that make us mutual suspects?"

"Wow! Is that a real person or a spy?"

"Where were you when your ship was taken down?"

"I spent a lot of time chatting with you, and all of a sudden I find myself a mole in your ranks…"

"I'll need you to take a blood test for me. Will you help me out?"

"I thought you looked like you'd be the kind of guy I'd find in a hazard, so…"

"Sorry I'm late, but I was searching for potential crewmates."

"Oops, you caught me! It's our turn to hide, so can we chat later?

"I think we're great together and should date. I'll be your captain if you'll be my crewmate."

"Just hold still. I need to scan you for anomalies."

"You look really hot today. I love your colors."

"Geez, that's a surprise! I was looking for someone to talk to, so…"

"Looks like we're locked in the same room together. What a coincidence…"

"Wanna come with me on a mission? You'll be able to see my naked body, so…"

"Your true form is pretty ugly. Do you think I could make it cuter?"

"You look familiar. You remind me of one of my crewmates. Can I check out your profile to make sure?"

"Are you what I think you are?"

"Are you a cute little spy, or are you all worker bee and no queen?"

"Wanna talk? Just, you know, so you can see my backside…"

"Your team just took control. I could use your help to change the situation…"

"Hey, it's our turn to hide. You interested?"

"Nice profile. Not bad. Are you real, or are you a red herring?"

"Your profile caught my eye. I've got a question about that cocky little grin…"

"I thought you were cute, so I followed you…"

"Hey, where'd everyone go? I thought this was a good place to chat, but it looks like all the crewmates have gone to the bridge…"

"Hi. I'm into spaceships. Is your profile real?"

"Hi. I'm looking for a crewmate. We could chat…"

"You're into astronauts, right? Well, we could go to the bridge…"

"I'd love to see your work. Could I drop by your room?"

"Are you a worker drone? Do you have a promotion code?"

"Are you a collector of crewmate profile cards? Do you have mine?"

"I've been studying your profile, and it seems you have a taste for engineering. Would you like to come over and show me how you put all those buttons together?"

"So where's that bomb you're supposed to plant? I'm dying to see what it looks like."

"We're the same team. Let's go to the bridge!"

"Wanna show me your biggest bomb? You know, so I can learn how to turn it into a black bomb. That would be nice, wouldn't it?"

"Hey, I've got a plan to rig the next election. Want to help?"

"I heard there's a plot to take down the main bridge. Do you want to help?"

"Hey, I've got a wallet you could hold for me. It's yours if you'll take it."

"Hey, I've been looking for a long-term crewmate. Wanna team up?"

"That seems like it could be a bomb to me. Do you want to work together to take it out of circulation?"

"I've been looking for a way to get to the bridge, but I can't seem to find one. How do I get there?"

"Wanna swap hazards?"

"Looks like you've got a nice torpedo. Would you mind letting me see it? I want to see how it works."

"Do you have any identification on you?"

"Are you a second crewmate? Can I get your name and phone number?"

"Who do you think really won the election?"

"I knew it! Your profile was fake!"

"Are you a signal? If you are, let's chat for a while…"

"Never mind all those signals you were sending. I can see you're a hazard. Let's see if we can find some better crewmates…"

"I am a spy. Let's chat…"

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calliethetrekkie · 7 months

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Triumvirate Prompts: Day 8

#8. Favorite TOS episode?

Two years ago, I'd have said The City on the Edge of Forever. Which don't me wrong is still an excellent episode. But now that I've had long enough to let my tastes form some more, I'm going with...

The Tholian Web is so freakin' good. We're given a desperate situation where the ship is in danger and everyone is losing their minds. Kirk is seemingly dead and unlike the other times, we don't get to see what happens to him or follow him. We're given the POV of Spock and McCoy and how they both handle the crisis, their grief over Jim's 'death', and of course how they treat each other in these circumstances. In a way, it feels like a culmination of all the build-up between the two over these many episodes.

Spock makes the surprisingly illogical decision to not leave the space while they have time in order to find Kirk. A decision that causes things to get worse. McCoy wants to get out of there for the safety of the crew. One of the times that he's more focused on the many than about Jim. Naturally this causes conflict. McCoy is argumentative at almost every chance he gets, far more than usual. Spock ignores him and pretty much attempts to isolate him in Sickbay until he magically finds a cure. They are given no time to grieve Jim or have a moment to calm themselves down, and as such it has them both lashing out at each other.

Once Spock officially declares Kirk dead, he and McCoy need to review a message that he left for them. This is where their attention can fully shift onto their loss. McCoy is angry and hurt, the space making it even worst, and all that he can do is keep lashing out at Spock because he doesn't know what else to do with the feelings that he can only now process. Spock, as you'd expect, keeps his emotions hammered down and simply wants to get it over with to both get back to focusing on the ship and to get away from McCoy. They finally play the message and...

KIRK: Bones, Spock. since you are playing this tape, we will assume that I am dead, that the tactical situation is critical, and both of you are locked in mortal combat. It means, Spock, that you have control of the ship and are probably making the most difficult decisions of your career. I can offer only one small piece of advice, for whatever it's worth. Use every scrap of knowledge and logic you have to save the ship. But temper your judgment with intuitive insight. I believe you have those qualities, but if you can't find them in yourself, seek out McCoy. Ask his advice. And if you find it sound, take it. Bones, you've heard what I've just told Spock. Help him if you can. But remember he is the Captain. His decisions must be followed without question. You might find that he is capable of human insight and human error. They are most difficult to defend, but you will find that he is deserving of the same loyalty and confidence each of you have given me. Take care.

It says something that Kirk knew that these two were going to have a hard time with one another if he were ever gone. So he made sure to leave this for them. He tells Spock to turn to McCoy for that insightful, emotional advice that he can't always find within himself to take. Even if he doesn't take it, he can hear it. He tells Bones to remember that Spock is now the Captain, and he needs to follow him as he always had Kirk. But he reminds him that Spock is very much capable of the same errors that any human could make, and thus he needs him to guide him through it. It's hard to imagine the Triumvirate going on without one of them, but as much as it'll hurt, they can go on and they can work together. Kirk is asking that of his two closest friends now.

And after that? After all that anger from before? After the way that these two treated each other throughout the episode?

MCCOY: Spock, I, er, I'm sorry. It does hurt, doesn't it? SPOCK: What would you have me say, Doctor?

It's the one brief moment they get to grieve not just their Captain, but their friend. McCoy has calmed down and sincerely apologizes for snapping and blaming Spock. He gives Spock the chance to express his hurt and while they get called far too soon, Spock still lets it show just for a moment how lost he feels. After this they have one more brief blowup, one that they catch themselves on before it goes too far and apologize for. Otherwise? They know that they have a job to do, and they're going to do it.

Of course it turns out that Kirk is alive, and they save him as well as escape the Tholians. But the episode is just... so freakin' good. It's the closest we get to losing Kirk for good, and this time we allow Spock and McCoy to struggle with it and be as uncertain as they are. It's one of the episode that really shows the strength of Spock and McCoy as a duo as well as the Triumvirate as a whole. Funny enough The Empath comes before this in the production order, so they already almost lost McCoy not that long ago. Here? They have lost Jim AND have the whole ship and crew on the line. Without Kirk, how do they go on? Can they? We see here that, while it's as difficult as you'd expect, yes. They can go on and they can pull through.

But most of all, it shows how much these two need one another. The Triumvirate all need each other, but in any event, with Kirk gone, all they really have is one another. Spock needs McCoy's insight and reassurance. McCoy needs to trust Spock and be grounded back to the reality of things. Jim can't be there to quell and compromise for them now. They have to be able to work it out for themselves, and that can only be done together. Kirk trusts them to do so,a nd they prove it. I just love that so much~

...so yeah, that's my favorite XD

#star trek tos #tos #the tholian web #james t kirk #spock #leonard mccoy #terms of service-tober

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brucenorris007 · 7 months

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"So," Shadow sighed, rubbing his forehead. "To summarize: you've been weakened."

Knuckles frowned, looking up at Shadow from where he sat.

"Not exactly," he said. "A lot of my abilities stem from my connection to the Master Emerald. My best guess is that crossing dimensions weakened that connection."

Shadow stared at him, deadpan and unimpressed. Knuckles broke eye contact and looked back at his hands on his knees.

"Which," he muttered. "Does mean I'm in less than top form here."

Shadow, arms folded, tapped a finger against his bicep.

"Gemerl," he said, glancing sidelong at the robot. "How much does Knuckles being incapacitated affect us in combat?"

"Hey-!"

"Overall combat effectiveness falls by approximately twenty-seven point six percent." Gemerl recited before Knuckles could do more than bristle indignantly.

"I'm not incapacitated!"

"You're good as if you fight in this state," Shadow said, pulling out his chaos emerald. "Take this; it should at least emulate a bit of the Master Emerald's energy."

"I'm not gonna-how's that any kind of solution?!" Knuckles yelled, shooting up onto his feet in agitation.

"It's perfect! You're more in tune with chaos energy than anyone else here!" Shadow countered, shoving the gem out at him.

"And how many new scenarios does that create where we're screwed because you can't use chaos control?!" Knuckles said, throwing his hands up in exasperation.

"You'd rather go into battle crippled when we're facing a threat we know nothing about?!"

"I DO NOT SEE THE PROBLEM."

Knuckles turned his glare onto Omega.

"TWO OUT OF THREE IS SUFFICIENT. SHADOW AND I CAN MAKE UP THE DEFICIT WHILE CAPTAIN IS SOFT AND SQUISHY."

"I'm not" Knuckles started, giving up halfway through with a groan.

"You misunderstand me," Gemerl said to Omega. "My calculations were based on a comparison of all five of us as a unit against four without Knuckles."

The soft whir coming from Omega's chassis briefly got louder.

"INCORRECT."

Omega started in on an argument that he was the main contributor to the crew's overall combat prowess; Knuckles traded a look with Metal, who beeped something in binary and shrugged. He shook his head, shoving the proffered emerald back toward Shadow.

"Blaze is a friend," he said. "And she came to us for help. I'm not sitting this out."

"She crossed dimensions seeking help, yes; and yet, she doesn't know who any of us are."

"We went over this," Knuckles said, picking up his hat. "Her soul's the same; even if she doesn't recognize us, she's still Blaze."

"Gerald programmed me with Maria's soul," Shadow deadpanned. "That doesn't mean I'm suddenly my sister."

"You saying you don't wanna help?"

"I'm saying," Shadow said, eyes narrowed. "That there's no reason for you to take unnecessary risks."

Metal beeped again. Shadow threw the blue bot a look and a concurring nod; not for the first time, Knuckles suspected that Shadow had learned binary so that he and Metal could say rude things about him without getting yelled at.

"Look," he said, shaking his head. "I pulled you all aside to tell you because it seemed better than having it surprise everyone in the middle of a fight."

"Great," Shadow said, rolling his eyes and turning to start down the hall. "If only you could apply that foresight elsewhere."

"I still know how to fight," Knuckles said, falling into pace with Shadow; the echoes of metal on granite behind them a sign that the others were following. "If I get into trouble, I'll figure it out."

"That sounds a lot like something he would have said." Shadow commented after a beat of silence.

Knuckles smirked.

"Is that a compliment or an insult?"

Shadow huffed.

"I haven't decided yet."

@generic-sonic-fan

#Knuckles the Echidna #Shadow the Hedgehog #E-123 Omega #Gemerl #Metal Sonic #Destined Child #The Imperfect Lifeform #Bombastic Baby Bot #fanfic #Functionally Immortal Crew #another snippet of them!

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sayheykid · 8 months

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*banging pots and pans* TELL ME ABOUT YOUR OCS!!!

you don't have to twist my arm! my story is mostly focused on friendship and growing up through the lens of college athletics (my fake university and fake surrounding small town are characters in and of themselves)

the central storyline focuses on the baseball team, and several people on/around it. here are the ones you MUST know:

charlie: irish/italian guy from boston and it's obvious from everything about him. captain of the team, de facto dad. he is so so very tired and he acts like shepherding 35 guys is the biggest burden in the world but he would die for any of them and they all know it. he literally cannot turn off being the oldest brother no matter how hard he tries, and holds himself to unreal strict standards, whether that's in baseball, outside responsibility, his family or the numerous handyman projects he's taken on to keep his college house from falling apart. he's a right handed starting pitcher who still believes starters should throw 200 innings a year. he's also more in love with his girlfriend than any human being has been in love with anyone else ever.

ramón: he is both the most and least chill person you've ever met. lanky sidearm lefty pitcher who was born to be a bullpen personality and forced to start. he's loud and colorful and knows everybody. (those who don't know him know of him) he has the best hair on the team and is the designated dj. he does not seek out responsibility to the extent charlie does, but is a competent and respected alternate captain. functional disaster bi

tyler: first string catcher and the babiest boy in the world. i love him so much, he follows charlie around like a lost duckling and has been adopted as charlie's little brother/son. people know he's smart (mechanical engineer baby!!!) but don't realize the depth of his personality because he's pretty shy and it takes a while to get his sense of humor to shine through. he cannot grow a beard under any circumstances. only baseball player in history to be taller than his listed roster height. don't judge that he's from ohio, he couldn't help it.

jake: he's a center fielder and everyone knows it. shows off on the field but is very down to earth in every other aspect of his life. extremely suave and charismatic with a dazzling smile. probably the most involved in extracurriculars of anyone on the team, and should probably be president some day (dude you can't be athletic and smart and musical and handsome and a genuinely good guy. leave some for the rest of us). nigerian and has two moms<3 he was also the kid that took the bite out of the nerf football growing up sorry

sam: charlie's younger sister and captain of the women's hockey team in her own right. she's extremely fiery both on and off the ice, and can sometimes be a bit brash. when it comes down to it though, she's one of the most compartmentalized and action-oriented in an emergency. she grew up as the only girl with two competitive older brothers (ben is between charlie and sam) and the experience was absolutely formative. she takes everything as a challenge, and is more of a frat bro than many of the actual fraternity brothers at their university. all three siblings have adhd.

ellie: love of my life!! charlie's girlfriend and sam's best friend though it's hard not to love her, no matter who you are. she is definitely the even keel in the friend group - very patient and compassionate, and balances a lot of the different personality types at play. she's also the only non athlete, but is unequivocally an equal member of their dynamic. she once gave tyler a buzzcut (at his request) because she's the only one who could be trusted with the clippers. she's just very graceful and poised and the boys would be lost without her, charlie most of all. with that said, she has her own life and own priorities and is quite successful as editor of her college newspaper.

other notes:

charlie and ramón are the oldest, jake is a year below them, and tyler sam and ellie are all in the next year, one below jake and two below charlie and ramón

the four boys all live together in a house off campus (they have one more roommate but he's not as important to the story)

there is literally so much lore i am vibrating trying to cut more than 60 pages for charlie ALONE down to a paragraph. i didn't even get into my worldbuilding which is its own thing. i have brain worms i'm happy to share at any moment.

Thank you for asking! I'm glad my kids are getting out into the world

#baseball story #this is my life's work fr fr

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wolperkinger · 10 months

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#anyway love that the Owsla here apparently find joy in telling stories #it puts them into a different light because they still have somewhat animality as Holly would put it

@handfulofmuses

no but this is legitimately one of my favourite aspects of the miniseries. how they portray the owsla

you've got holly who calls out campion for looking away during the marking process, leading to the exchange between them:

holly: don't avert your eyes, captain. you're party to this campion: i'm following orders. that's what soldiers do holly: take it from me. what makes a good soldier is not always what makes a good rabbit

later, once bigwig escapes with hyzenthlay and the does, campion says that holly was a good sort, and sainfoin talks about how they should just let the does go without chasing them. it's only orchis who wants any form of revenge

sainfoin: why are we even chasing down a bunch of outsiders and does that never causes us any harm in the first place? campion: it's a good question. the one rabbit holly actually seemed like a decent sort orchis: holly was responsible for the death of my brother, campion. remember that before you run your furry mouth campion: and i'm your rank equal in this warren, captain orchis, so, remember that before you run yours sainfoin: it's not even about the outsiders. we... we all know why we're here. it's woundwort

then there's the meeting woundwort has with all the officers afterwards:

sainfoin: i feel like, by sending us to search for the outsiders, we're risking lives

he's making a completely valid point then:

woundwort: if you expire serving this warren, you should consider yourself fortunate to have the glory of such a death!

the other officers all look afraid at how woundwort approaches sainfoin (even orchis shirks as the general talks in his direction)

then there's the interaction between hazel and woundwort:

hazel: if we start a new warren in the belt of woods halfway between our two homes, we could share resources. rabbits have enough enemies without fighting between us. you'd be seen as a leader of vision. you'd be seen as a leader of genius campion: it, er, might be worth considering, sir

and let's not forget how campion orders his bucks to not kill. how he shakes his head at holly's death

the soldier line is called back later with campion refusing to go into the watership down warren. it's clear that holly's words and actions had a massive impact on him:

woundwort: campion, prepare to follow me in, but not too close, in case we're ambushed campion: i will not! woundwort: you dare disobey me? what kind of a soldier are you? campion: i'd rather be a good rabbit than a good soldier, sir

woundwort orders orchis to kill campion and orchis orders campion's bucks to join him, but campion threatens him with his superior strength. what happens next? campion leaves. and his bucks follow him. not orchis. some leave immediately while others wait until campion himself does

and you've got sainfoin, who is constantly undermining woundwort's plan of attack here, to the point that he eventually deserts as well

the owsla are eager to follow woundwort in efrafa because they're in comfy positions of power. it's when woundwort starts taking the fight to watership down that they start to completely lose faith. because it's pointless. they know it

having a mark of does leave doesn't actually effect efrafa all that negatively. it's just woundwort's personal grudge, that's what they're risking their lives for. and they realise the pointlessness of it

#; out of carrots (ooc)#I Am So Normal About The Miniseries (Lying)

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idril-la-wiccan · 1 year

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Mermay 2023 - 4th Week and last three days

Day 22 - Zodiac

Well, with a prompt like this one, it was a little too easy to go with the Aquarius for Mermay. But... the thing is I have a certain attachement for this astrological sign in particular.

Day 23 - Tradition

And here is "Mahu", the dumbo octopus merfolk from day 21, once more ! I had vaguely alluded to it, but "Mahu" won't be their name, even if this is what I had planned initially. I'll explain why.

You've probably noticed that all of the merfolks I made for Out of the Abyss are strongly inspired by polynesian cultures, the most obvious ones being Hawaiian and Maori. And "Mahu" is in itself a concept of the Hawaiian culture : a third gender of which the name translates litteraly to "in the middle". Mahu people had an important role in Hawaiian society. They taught spiritual and social traditions, which included, among other things, teaching the hula.

And so, for me to have the idea of naming them "Mahu" to begin with, you've probably figured out that it's because this is what they are, traditionally speaking. But as I thought about it, I realised naming them by what they are would be like naming a cat, well, "Cat". It's a bit dumb.

Basically, I want to give them a new name. I'll certainly keep a two syllables name to at least keep things simple.

Hmm... In fact, maybe I could find them a name that has something to do with traditions ?

Day 24 - Zaddy

I made this character on the spot as I wasn't really inspired by the prompt. But I think I managed well with it nonetheless.

Day 25 - Food

No matter his form, Humphrey will always be a big glutton. (Even if, thankfully, he doesn't have the same voracity as when he used to be an actual whale.)

Day 26 - Jewel

"Shiny... For me... ?"

Day 27 - Halle Bailey

Ok, I'm not gonna speak on the matter of the Disney remakes as I believe everybody knows and that everybody roughly agrees about it.

No, here, the subject is Miss Bailey. I think no one can deny it, her voice is magnificent. And no matter the state of the movie, if she took pleasure in playing Ariel's role, then I am gald for her. And I also wish her a good continuation in her career.

Day 28 - Sailor

Alright, I might be cheating a bit with this prompt here. But the idea had been floating in my head for a while now and I finally had an excuse to put it on paper.

I don't know if I was the only one to have this idea, but I saw no one imagine the Captain Caviar ending up with a merman form as a result from being cursed by Black Pearl.

And yet, I saw many people draw him as a merman, so I'm surprised I haven't already seen this idea roam around...

Day 29 - Barbie

I loved the Barbie movies when I was a kid, especially the Fairytopia series. Here, I drew Elina, main character of this movie series, who takes on a mermaid form for a good part of the movie "Mermaidia".

Day 30 - Blue

I had mentionned this on day 21, but I'll have to reiterate it for this prompt. Leviathan is a blue whale merman.

It's in fact for this same reason he's the tallest amongst his peers : blue whales are the biggest mammals known in the world. Even Humphrey, a little humpback whale merman in comparison, is no match.

Well, perhaps that under his original form, Humphrey could have surpassed Leviathan.

Day 31 - Good night

I never would have guessed that I needed to see Dino-sour be a father figure to a half dinosaur baby cookie in my life.

Yes, the previous sentence makes no sense out of context.

I no longer play Ovenbreak ever since... well, ever since even before what happened with Yogurca (the less we talk about it, the better), but I'm still trying to follow the stories on YouTube. And honestly, I think that Pond Dino is the best thing to have happened to the "Rise of the Blue Dragon" update. I get how their design bothers some (it's rather overloaded, let's admit it), but... Just...

Baby... <3

Baby that sleeps like an otter. <3

*****

*~ Third week ||

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isabelguerra · 1 year

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You've gotta tell us more about your Wizard AU, it is amazing

pandoras box anon you just ripped it in half

paranatural hogwarts is an au ive had for roughly 6 years now. it’s been posted about on ~7 blogs, 2.5 of them mine, with a good amount of it deleted/orphaned bc i get very cold feet talking about things unless theyre with specific people. but despite my efforts to kill it she keeps coming back so you know what. whatever. fine. it wins. let me tell you about wizard au. this is gonna be a long post

pnat hogwarts follows the cast of paranatural in a wizard setting, with a lot (i mean a LOT) of my own spins on things. there’s an overarching plot with the main cast, but it’s less important to the real reason i made it, which was a 6 year long izjo slowburn. thats right. wizard au is my own personal excuse to write as much izjo as i want and make them fall for each other over the torturous span of 6 years. and they cant do anything about it. but i put a lot of non-ship stuff in there too bc as much as its my indulgence au i still want people who are indifferent to the ship to enjoy it if they want. so here’s some overarching lowdowns:

STUDENTS:

isabel!

- isabel is a gryffindor from a super old school magic family

- the guerra name is a GIGANTIC in this au. super old family, super old money, super old power. francisco is much, much older than he is in canon and is hailed as one of the most powerful wizards in history, known for pioneering an entire art form of wandless magic. wizards from all corners of the globe come to train with him to learn the honed technique. but he’s dead, and his son is nowhere to be found, and isabel is the heiress to the guerra family name as soon as she turns 18. so she has a lot riding on her shoulders and is expected to take over and ‘grow out’ of using her wand. francisco allows it while she learns at hogwarts because he considers it a frivolous childs play technique, but will not tolerate any thing less from her studies than excellence.

- isabel, however, just wants to play quidditch and sneak around with her friends and read books and learn spells.

- her best subjects are charms, care for magical creatures, and DatDA. she sucks at potions and herbology.

- in their second year she joins the quidditch team and becomes one of gryffindor’s beaters with johnny. in their fifth year she makes team captain, which he pokes fun at her for for the rest of their school days. they butt heads a lot in their earlier years but are solidly friends by the time theyre both 15. but more on that later

- when she was 6 isabel befriended a baby acromantula, which she named eightfold. after bringing eightfold with her to hogwarts for 2 years, eventually she becomes too big to keep in her dorm and isabel hides her in the library were she can eat as many dusty old books as she likes. but when rumors of a monster among the stacks begins circulating the student body, she has to sneak eightfold out to the forbidden forest in the middle of the night and say goodbye to her friend at the risk of her safety. she still visits when she can

max

- max is a slytherin halfblood who didnt know his mom was a witch. in his first year he falls into an acromantula pit and hates spiders ever since, even though isabel tells him theyre actually very sweet. on their way out of the forbidden forest, he catches the attention of a blind basalisk, which he keeps running into for years to come.

- when theyre 16, max is chosen as hogwarts’ triwizard champion. he does not win. his friends love him very much for it

- him and isabel go to the yule ball together because isabel got a lot of people asking her out but none of them were anyone she actually liked (cough) and max is as much of a homebody as he is a chad. its very much a ‘okay i’ll do the first dance with you so you dont get laughed at and then we can do whatever we want the rest of the night so go have fun with whoever you wanna ok?’ situation

- max’s boggart is an acromantula

- he cannot fly and the one time isabel tried to get him to play quidditch in their 2nd year he broke his arm

- max , having grown up in the human world, likes to sneak in laptops and dvd players and show the wizard friends movies.

- theyll all do movie nights in the gryffindor common room at isabels invitation, which johnny will crash, which ollie will also crash. then they all end up on different areas of the couch floor and surrounding armchairs covered in blankets and watching the human wonders of Home Alone 2 and Megamind

- in their 1st year, max finds a compass hidden in a locked room. after lugging it around and thinking it useless for a couple weeks, he realizes this thing doesnt point north, but shows you the exact direction you need to get wherever you need to go most. this helps an INCREDIBLE amount to show him, and therefore the rest of the activity club, direct pathways to secret passages and routes to avoid teachers when sneaking around at night. the compass has no identifying marks on it aside from the name Smith elegantly seared into its side

- the AC and the jang steal Smith’s compass back and forth from each other literally the entirety of their school life. johnny will grab it from isabels robe when she’s in the quidditch changing room, max will grab it from stephen when hes napping in the slytherin commonroom, isabel jinxes johnny to get it back, ed and rj play rock paper kick-your-knees-in to decide who gets it, etc

- suzy has been trying to get her hands on it for years. YEARS. but each time she cooks up a plan to figure out how the eight of those guys can get from one side of the castle to another so quick, theyre already gone

isaac

- is a year ahead of them, ravenclaw, with both wizard parents. i know blair just wrote a whole post about why isaac is a gryffindor and i thought that her reasoning was super cool but i stand by my placement that hes a ravenclaw he’s too flashy

- isaac doesnt have too much plot relevance, which i kinda feel bad about now that i like him more. he became a prefect in his 5th year and worked as defence against the dark arts teaching assistant in his 7th year, when the rest of his friends went up against their 6th year boggarts.

- for the record isaacs boggart is sasuke breaking up with him

- isabel and isaacs relationship is better in this, i tried to interpret isaac as less of an Insufferable Tortured Sadboy more of a Teenager Who Is Just Kind Of A Dramatic Dick Sometimes And Thats Fine

- isabel becomes a gryffindor prefect in her 5th year, so she and isaac sometimes hang out during patrols or meetings and chat about it

- can fly ok but isnt great at it and doesnt play quidditch. best subjects are potions and transfiguration, but he kinda sucks at history of magic and astronomy

- hufflepuff adopted member of the guerra family. parents worked for the ministry and disappeared mysteriously

- i made ed nb here so just putting that out there. canon nb ed

- befriends johnnys gang later on than canon, around 3rd year. him and rj i think ended up dating? they go to yule together in their 6th year

- one time jinxed himself to only speak in puns. max hounded him for the countercurse but he never got it until 2 weeks had passed

- loves and GREAT at charms. bad at DatDA and history of magic

johnny (+ the gang)

- johnnys a muggleborn gryffindor and the other beater on gryffindors quidditch team w/ isabel

- worst wizard you will ever meet. not in the ‘bad with magic’ way, but in the ‘oh god why did this guy have to get magic’ way

- you think REGULAR bullyings bad??? imagine WIZARD BULLYING. with SPELLS

- johnny finds out hes a wizard and immediately thinks Ah How Can I Use This Information To Torment People and then does exactly that until like their 4th year when he gets some sense knocked into him

- literally knocked into him. he gets a concussion from from taunting a hippogryff.

- hes particularly attuned to heat magic, has a higher body temperature than normal people, and sometimes catches fire if really wound up about something. has been known to occasionally blow steam out his ears

- remember how isabel hides eightfold until their 2nd year? johnny catches isabel speaking with her in the library and nearly freaks out before she pushes him against a bookcase and swears him to secrecy “or else my spider will eat you”

- he catches isabel sneaking out of the gryffindor commonroom at night a week later and gets roped into helping her sneak eightfold out. theyre sortof friends at this point but theres a lot of perilous bickering. which is ridiculous because theire sneaking a 3ft tall spider out into the woods at 1am underneath a blanket and trying not to get caught. look at yourselves

- it works though and they chase each other the whole way back laughing and trying to avoid ghosts and teachers, snatching smith’s compass back nd forth

- theyre super tired by the time theyre safe in the commonroom. they both collapse in front of the fire and isabel kinda clears her throat like hey so. thanks for helping tonight. dont you ever tell anyone but it was scary letting her go and having someone else there really um. you helped. so thanks.

- johnny who does not know how to deal with genuinity even from the gang is sitting there like. hm ?

- nd shes like DONT let this get to your head idiot i just. yeah i had a lot more fun than i thought i wouldve. i thought it was gonna just be me walking my best friend somewhere id never see her again. but it wasnt, it was fun and got my adrenaline going and that wouldntve happened if i did it alone so.. yeah. i had a really fun night. thanks. for being there with me. i mean it.

- and if johnny didnt know how to deal with earnesty he DEFINITELY doesnt know how to deal with the girl he fight with all the time giving him an ACTUAL REAL SMILE and laughing all out of breath and looking at him earnestly in the light of the fire and. and he needs to leave. right now. oh he needs to get out of here

- haha that was a weird feeling! good thing it wont happen again!

- anyway thats how johnnys crush on isabel starts. it lasts 5 years.

- aside from that though he’s an AWESOME quidditch player and duellist, great at DatDA, and is the best jinxer you’ll ever meet.

- he dorms with ollie, who is the only other gryffindor in the cast aside from isabel. theyre roommates (:

- FORGE!!!!! in johnnys second year he finds a creepy old knights helmet in the woods and brings it back to his dorm in secret. turns out the helmet talks, and tries to get johnny to help him with some kind of mission. from then on forge lives under johnnys bed and does everything from giving him advice to giving him fully fledged lectures. forge likes to talk to the paintings when johnny isnt around

- when 5th year rolls around and isabel’s appointed quidditch captain by their old leader, he jokingly calls her ‘captain’ in every opportunity he can find. (it’s only half joking but he’d never admit to that)

- by 5th year he genuinely respects her leadership but WOULD LIKE FOR REAL die (and kill) if anyone ever found that out so it’s still all friendly teasing and rivalry. but it’s a HUGE step from where they were 2nd year though, where one time in a match against ravenclaw they got in a fight mid game. in the air. the match had to be stopped bc the 2 gryffindor beaters kept trying to shove each other Off Of Their Brooms While 100 Feet In The Sky

- stephen is born to wizard parents and is completely wholly undividedly obsessed with the human world. he’s INCREDIBLE at divination but he doesnt think its real. every prediction he makes comes true but ONLY the ones he says as jokes or doesnt take seriously. every single one.

- stephens a slytherin and heckles max in their commonroom every chance he gets. steals his slippers. etc.

- ollie is the only other gryffindor with isabel and johnny. him and johnny bunk together their entire school careers

- he’s great at care for magical creatures. awful on a broom. came from a half magic family, hes known johnny since they both were little. they found out they were both magic users around the same time.

- johnny goes to ollie about his Not Feelings sometime around the start of their 6th year and ollies like are you kidding me do you not think i have eyes. youve been sighing over guerra since like 2nd year and johnny goes WHAT

- rj is a hufflepuff with the others (“WE wouldnt ditch you johnny”) and i dont have as much on them as i’d like. but its also 6:30am so what can you do ig

supernormals+ journalism club!

- cody and lisa are twins. if i cant have it in canon im going to have it in my au. cody and lisa are twins and also fillipino. cody is a hufflepuff, lisa is a slytherin.

- cody is a great flier! he joined the hufflepuff quidditch team in their 3rd year as a seeker, hes a cool guy

- lisa is a potions MASTER and loves to make magic drinks with them. these are usually super popular around wizard finals, but she makes a hot chocolate that’ll keep you warm for hours, an apple juice to turn your tongue green, truth potions that she sells under the table for a pretty dime, etc etc.

- lisa ABSOLUTELY knows about johnnys crush on isabel. not through dark blackmail, shes just a weird girl who has an uncanny knack for knowing things. she doesnt use it against him but she DOES know and he DOES know she knows and they do NOT talk about it

- and when isabel gets it back. well. maybe they talk about it a little

- shes often found in the slytherin commonroom talking to the merfolk, or walking the grounds/herbology cabinets for potions ingredients with violet

- speaking of which! violets a hufflepuff. shes pretty well rounded in terms of magic, but in a lowkey way. i honestly dont have much for violet but she does go to yule with lisa

- jeff is also a hufflepuff, bc he loves his friends and values working hard. him and ed have hangouts a lot and its a pretty social group.

- dimitri is both the best and worst ravenclaw you’ll ever meet. if he ever cant figure out the commonroom riddle he HAS been known to just sleep right there outside the door

- collin was a hufflepuff when i first made this au, but i think i wanna reconsider that. i dont have much more for him atm sorry lol

- suzy is a slytherin and runs hogwarts’ newspaper. i’ll write more on her someday sorry AGAIN i just got hit with a wave of Tired

TEACHERS:

- spender teaches history of magic bc duh. he’s also head of ravenclaw house

- lucifer is a painting in his office which he talks to frequently

- garcia teaches defence against the dark arts. he is NOT a werewolf in this au bc i like him better when hes just some guy. he does however have some weird relationship with the giant squid in the lake

- when i wrote this originally zarei taught potions, but now im thinking maybe she teaches transfiguration? patchworm is a boa constrictor she speaks to and has hang around for companionship. the students joke that theyre a teachers aide. zarei is head of slytherin house

- starchman is the charms professor and head of gryffindor house. he teaches magic very, very enthusiastically.

- agent day teaches herbology and runs hufflepuff house! venus guytrap is an audrey 2-esque 7ft tall magic talking flytrap that lives in the greenhouse

- boss leader. i. okay. i made boss leader so unbelievably ridiculous that i still get a headache over it. boss leader started off as being hogwarts headmaster. but then i thought ‘huh if she runs the consortium, wouldnt that be more akin to the ministry? but i really like her as headmaster, what do i do here’

- the answer is to make her Headmistress Boss Leader, Minister of Magic

- i dont know if ill keep that last part but even the phrase Headmistress Leader puts me into a fucking coma

SPIRITS:

- i said some of these already but ill say them again

- eightfold: baby acromantula living in the library. isabel and johnny sneak her out of the castle in their 2nd year

- scrapdragon: a blind basilisk who max meets in the forbidden forest

- muse: a painting in ed’s dorm (i think)

- king C: a wind spirit that has taken a particular liking to isaac and now doesnt leave him alone

- forge: a severed knights head johnny found in the forbidden forest and took home. has some hidden agenda and business inside the school. gives johnny advice. lives under his bed

- lucifer: much like muse and ed, lucifer is a painting in spenders office

- patchworm: boa constrictor doubling as minas animal companion. minas a parseltongue so they chat

- venus guytrap: a huge flytrap grown in the herbology greenhouses. professor day keeps him in her office mostly

- Big Scary Shadow Spirit: this one is fun. i love this one. the shadow in this AU is a basilisk king living underneath the school. i say ‘basilisk king’- like a rat king but snakes, a bunch of them all knotted together at the tails. if you dont know what a rat king is, dont google it it’s disgusting and horrible. great for writing though. since basilisks are immune to each others gazes, this just leaves a terrifying writhing mass of snakes entangled in each other forever. ironically, the blind snake max has made himself known to used to be part of its masses.

OKAY. okay. okay i cant write any more for this ask. oh my god i love this stupid au so much. i love wizards. please ask me more about it. i couldnt get too specific here bc theres so much and i wanted to give more of an overview- but if you want to know about any particular character/year/plot moment/ship (cough) id be HAPPY to go into detail. tysm for asking abt my au this made me really happy !!!! i hope you enjoyed reading about it as much as i did writing about it

#paranatural #pnat hogwarts #isabel guerra #max puckett #ed burger #isaac oconnor #johnny jhonny #uhhh i cant tag everyone. or maybe i can but not right now #tysm again for asking :’)!!!#wizard au

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𝑨𝒃𝒚𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑴𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔

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13th September 850

Tomorrow will be the day we take back Shiganshina and I'm certain we will. I had the opportunity to present a possible strategy to the Commander, the Section Commanders and the Captain in a meeting today. Commander Smith decided to go with my concept and promised me a promotion if it works. The truth is, I don't think I'll need it. My visions end by tomorrow, and I have reason to believe that it will be my last day on Earth. Not only will it be mine, but so many more will die. I find the deaths of Armin and Moblit especially devastating, but I have chosen not to tell them. Their dedication is remarkable, and their loss will compensate for the lives of others.

I thought about talking to Captain Ackerman one last time. Things have been icy between us ever since what happened in the forest, especially after he found out the truth about Kenny Ackerman. Before the killer died, it was revealed that he was Levi's uncle, it must have been devastating for him. I'd be lying about my feelings if I didn't say that my heart flatters every time he looks at me, but things aren't the same anymore. I miss the days when I disliked him, when it was easier to hate him than to love him.

You put the pencil down on the desk and lean back in your seat, relaxing against the wood as you close your eyes. Your muscles ached from training and your head ached from dinner. You had eaten meat for the first time in months, and so had the rest of the scouts and guides, hungry teenagers and adults fighting over a piece of steak or chicken tenders. It was both amusing and exhausting to watch. You sat in between Hange and Marlene while you made fun of them with the other squad leaders Dirk and Klaus. Levi ate quietly and didn't bother to show any form of enjoyment, as usual. Soon after, Klaus declared that he wanted one last night out before the mission, probably expecting it to be his last. Most of the higher-ups agreed, everyone except Captain Levi. He just rolled his eyes at the idea and glared at you when you agreed to join them later that night.

That was a few minutes ago, now you are not so sure it was a good idea. You've never been close to any of the group leaders, except for Levi once. But he made it clear that you were nothing more than his second-in-command, just another squad leader under his comment. His desire for you was apparently short-lived, and now your relationship is nothing but rocky and icy. "He's a sadist." You say to yourself as you get up, grab your cardigan and walk out of your room, following the corridor to the main entrance where you agreed to meet the others. Your mind dances in circles around Captain Levi Ackerman, remembering how seriously he took his training over the past few months, trilling you to the point of exhaustion. You once fell unconscious after he held you in a chokehold for too long.

Ackerman is frustrated and you are the source of his dismay, that much is clear. Though you can't quite put into words what it was that made him angry with you in the first place, it's humiliating and overwhelming not knowing what's going on, it makes you feel like the day you woke up in the infirmary all those years ago: weak.

The walk to the bar is filled with Hange's loud, ecstatic voice and Marlene's happy laughter as the two of them reminisce about the day Levi joined the Corps.

"You should have seen him, Faye! He was so brooding and frustrated with his horse". Marlene remembers, holding back a laugh as she grins at the memory, which makes you smile at the thought. You can only imagine how impatient he was.

"So he hasn't changed much, hugh?" You wonder, turning to Hange just as she throws her arm over your shoulder and pulls you close.

"Nah. He was probably born with a frown on his face. But you must tell us your secret. How do you do that?" They speak in riddles, making you raise an eyebrow at their strange question.

"What do you mean? Do what?" Hange giggles as Marlene appears on the other side of you, her big eyes meeting yours.

"You're the only one he looks at with tenderness." She explains, grinning with excitement at her and Hange's observation. The other squad leaders roll their eyes and give each other a knowing look.

"No, he doesn't!" You argue, finding the thought of Captain Levi Ackerman looking at you like that more than ridiculous.

"Yes, he does! He's all over you." Hange cries with a wide grin as Moblit tries to calm her down, begging her to lower her voice as they pass a group of strangers. Still not believing them, they head for the nearest bar, where music and alcohol are more important than anything else at the moment.

The bar is filled with people, and in one corner musicians are playing a happy tune that seems to put them in a good mood. You know this place well, you've been here almost every weekend with other scouts, hoping to find some sort of escape from your depressing thoughts. Here and there, you have even thought of going with one of these men, just for the sake of distraction, but in the end, you have never allowed the desire for company to get the better of you.

"Nice place." Dirk says, smiling at the happiness that surrounds the place. He's a bit older than Commander Erwin and Captain Levi, something that's rarely seen among the scouts.

"Yes, let's have a drink." Hange says happily, pulling you along as they order something called a "spritzer", a mixture of white wine and sparkling water. You've never tried it before, but you're surprised at how refreshing it is.

Barely tasting the alcohol on your tongue, you order another round, underestimating how it will hit your bloodstream. You feel less exhausted after a few minutes and simply enjoy the moment, closing your eyes for a second to let the atmosphere sink in. After a third cup, Marlene leads you onto the dance floor, takes your hand and happily dances with you. Soon you are joined by the others and for the first time in a long while you feel an emotion you haven't felt for months: happiness.

You are torn from your thoughts as you bump into someone and turn to apologize to the man as your eyes widen in surprise.

Levi Ackerman. Rumors of his newfound surname are spreading like wildfire, and combined with the fact that shit is going down tomorrow, the Captain of the Scouts is in desperate need of something heavier than beer. That, and after accidentally overhearing a conversation between Eren and his friends, he certainly needed something strong to clear his head. "The sea." He speaks to himself as he makes his way to the cosy looking bar. Music blares from the open windows as he winces at the sight of people happily dancing in the crowd. He recognises some of the older scouts and just rolls his eyes at their childish behaviour. His thoughts drift away again, trying to imagine what this great body of water might look like. Armin Arlert wants to see the damned thing, and Levi is determined to take the brat there, even though he can't get the thought out of his head that he won't be able to.

"Lauda?" You ask, looking at the former member of Hange's squad in astonishment. During a mission outside the walls, he was injured and lost a leg, which led to his honorable discharge.

"Faye!" The young man shouts through the noisy crowd, smiling as he notices the others. Hange greets him with a hug, while Klaus points to his wooden leg and asks how he's been. After a little chat, Lauda turns back to you with a cheeky smile and offers you his hand.

"Would you like to dance? I may not be as agile as I used to be, but I still know how to have a good time!" He assures you, making you giggle as you take his hand and return his smile. The young man leads you into the middle of the bar, making you turn and twist to the music, while he keeps a steady hand on yours, supporting you as you dance. You start to feel tipsy and by the sixth round you feel the alcohol taking over your senses. The evening may turn out to be even more interesting than you expected.

As he enters the bar, new thoughts cross his mind as he walks to the bar and takes a seat in the corner, away from the cheering scouts. "They'll drop like flies." He thinks and averts his eyes, the chilling image of none other than himself appearing before his mind's eye. A tightening in his chest as he quickly orders a glass of whiskey, trying to suppress his brain's obsession with you. "Not just my brain." He scoffs at himself, shaking his head as he swallows the burning liquor the bartender shoved down his throat. "She got into my heart too."

As his eyes roam the crowd, Levi orders another glass and fixes them on a drunkenly dancing figure, a woman who, from behind, looks terribly like you. He continues to stare, prying eyes following the swaying hips and floating skirt.

"She's a pretty thing, comes to the bar almost every Saturday." Turning his head, Captain Levi registers the bar owner's words and gives him a dark look. He picks up the glass, turning his head just in time to see the dancing woman turn, and to his shock, it is you. His eyes widen as his throat burns from drinking too much whisky too fast. You are there, dancing with another soldier he recognises as a member of Hange's squad, Lauda. A man with dark, rather long brown hair and a slight build. He remembers him as a squad leader too, though he hasn't seen him since he was injured during a mission. His eyes fix on the prophet on his leg as he shakes his head, wondering how the brat can still move with wood instead of flesh for a foot.

"Every Saturday, you say?" Levi takes another sip, eyeing Lauda suspiciously.

"Don't get your hopes up, Captain. She never takes a man home." He blinks, noticing that the bartender obviously hasn't realised that you're a scout too.

“Plus, I believe she's a bit young, don't you think?” The comment was unnecessary, causing Levi to roll his eyes in annoyance as he swallows the last of his drinks. He takes a few coins from his pockets and places them roughly on the bar with a thud. Not bothering to register the other people in the room, he walks straight up to two trained soldiers, ignoring the way Hange yells at him for being late to the party he hadn't even planned on attending.

With a quick swirl of his hands, he grabs you by the hips and turns you to face him, away from the confused Lauda, who just stares at him with disdain. Your eyes are wide and your cheeks glow red, the smell of wine clinging to your heated body.

"Levi!" Hange's booming voice breaks the awkwardness as he approaches you with a broad smile.

"I didn't think you'd come." Klaus notes with a frown as he carefully observes the way the Captain's hands are placed around your lower abdomen. Levi lets us go when you do, cursing under his breath at the way he's handled the situation. He was far too impulsive and certainly has no right to stop you from dancing with another man, even one of your own age.

"I didn't either." He admits with a deep, frozen look on his face as he locks his eyes with yours, watching you quiver under his steely gaze.

"We need to talk about tomorrow." Levi demands, letting go of your hips to cross his arms over his toned chest.

"Alright guys, let's go get a drink and let the party boomer here scold poor Faye." Hange comments, leading the others, including Lauda, away from you and your captain. The tension is thick, suffocating even, as Levi once again enters your personal bubble to grab your arm and pull you with him.

"You're ridiculous." You insult him as you struggle against his hands on you as he leads you out of the bar into the cool night. The cardigan and the alcohol keep you warm as you feel goose bumps forming on your legs. Your skirt doesn't offer much protection and you can feel Levi's eyes on your exposed skin as a breeze ruffles the fabric. It makes you shiver, but you are not sure if it is because you are cold or because Levi is watching you.

"What did you want to talk about?" You ask quietly, looking at him with dilated pupils as your eyes try to adjust to the darkness. He pushes you into a darkened alleyway, away from prying eyes.

"You come here often?" Surprised, you raise an eyebrow at him.

"Why?" The answer seems uncertain, even hesitant, as you remember that his original reason for separating you from the group was something else.

"I thought you wanted to talk about tomorrow." Questioning Levi is something you wouldn't advise anyone to do, but you're too drunk to follow your own advice.

"Tch. Just answer the question, brat." Captain Levi Ackerman rolls his eyes and doesn't seem at all bothered by the change of subject.

"Yeah. Almost every weekend." You reply quietly, avoiding his piercingly cold gaze as you focus on the pavement beneath your feet. He sighs deeply, pinching the bridge of his nose as he tries to control his temper. His grip on your hand tightens, obviously unhappy.

"Do you always let men touch you like Lauda did?" Levi demands, gripping you tightly.

"No!" you snap back before hesitating for a second and taking a deep breath. "He just held me."

"Held you? I'm sure he wanted to fuck you." You jump at his vulgar words and look at him with wide eyes.

"Are you jealous?" You ask, scowling at his hypocritical behaviour.

"Don't be ridiculous, Faye." The Captain refuses, biting the inside of his cheek angrily at the lie that has just passed his lips.

"You have no right to judge my actions!" Your voice rises slightly as you continue to argue with Levi, hoping he will leave you alone.

"I should!" He argues back. "If you were mine, I would..." You cut him off with a sneer, mocking him with a fake smile.

"You'd do what, huh? I could have been yours, but you chose to push me away." You screech in pain, the smile falling from your face as you move closer to him.

"I should have known you never really wanted me." That seems to provoke him enough.

"It doesn't matter what I want!" Levi growls at you, clutching your wrist tightly, trying not to lash out, but your words cut into his soul. You whimper at his touch, trying to suppress the urge to cry out in pure pain.

"Don't you understand? I can't let my perversion ruin you, it will only hurt you!" He bites, pulling you deeper into the alleyways, trying to bring your drunken self back to headquarters.

"Perversion, yes, that's right." You exclaim, eyebrows furrowed and flames of suppressed rage in your eyes. "Don't you just love hurting me? Like right now, are you trying to break my fucking wrist, Levi?" You point and slap his hand. To your surprise he lets go and turns to you with a weary expression.

"Yes. I want to hurt you." The truth hits you harder than the freezing air around your legs as you take a step back from him.

"But why?" You shudder, not yet fully understanding the intent behind his desires. You knew that loving him would hurt, he demonstrated as much that night in the woods. Though, you remember moments of lust too, where the pain only added to your arousal.

"I can't explain it." Levi offers honestly, shame colouring his cheeks red. The drinks he downed just a few minutes ago seem to have finally affected him.

"Then can you show me?" A bold question, especially coming from you, considering that you didn't even dare to talk to him about anything non-military for months.

"You don't know what you're asking."

Oh, but you do. Levi has been there ever since you opened your eyes and kept on growing. Even though you haven't seen him for years in the training corps, there's still something that keeps you connected, something that still urges you not to leave his side. It feels wrong to say it out loud, but you know what you are asking. You would let the strongest man in humanity touch you any way he wanted, as long as he made you feel that way again. It's shameful, yes, but somehow you can't help but be drawn to his unorthodox way of lusting after you.

"I do. I think about that night a lot." You confess as you cross your hands behind your back and look at him with your eyes wide open and your heart pounding. Levi watches you, not quite trusting your words.

"You're drunk. I'll take you back to the base." He offers to your disappointment, placing a hand on your shoulder to push you further forward.

"But it's the truth, Levi! Please, I can't stop thinking about you, I need you." It feels pathetic to admit these shameful thoughts, especially with the unreadable expression on his restless face.

"Faye-" His voice seems to be stripped of all self-control, indicating that he is beginning to give in.

"I could be dead tomorrow, please let us enjoy each other just this once."

Levi is stunned, his lips parted in surprise at your demands that seem to mirror his desires. Maybe it's the whisky, or maybe his stupid hormones are the reason for his carelessness, as Levi breaks the distance between you. In a matter of seconds, his hands are around your waist as he pulls you into his arms, his lips crushing against yours. Hot waves hit both of you and you feel his hands move slowly down to your hips, catching you off guard as he gropes your bottom and lifts you up hungrily. Your lips are still locked together, fighting for dominance as you cross your arms and legs around him as if it's second nature. Levi pushes you against a wall, the cold brick pressing into your back as his hands fiddle with the hem of your skirt, pulling it up to reveal your bare legs.

"Captain..." You whimper, breaking the kiss to get some fresh air. Levi's hands grip your thighs tightly, planting a heated kiss under your ear. His hips move into yours and you can feel his hardened member pressing against your damp panties.

"Fuck, look what you're doing to me." He moans, a deep sound escaping his throat as he presses his midsection against you. Pain follows his action as his hands scratch the inside of your leg, leaving you a whimpering mess.

"Needy thing." Levi curses as he catches the sensitive skin of your neck between his teeth, almost drawing blood. You close your eyes, welcoming the burning sensation with a moan of pain and tears. Distracted by his attack, you barely notice his fingers gliding over your clothed core, only opening your eyes in shock as he applies pressure to the area.

"Levi." Saying his name like that under your breath only emboldens him to continue as he brushes the fabric of your underwear aside. The moment his fingers touch your bare clit, a loud yelp escapes you, your mouth opening and closing like it's hard to breathe. And it is, as Levi's free hand wraps around your throat, squeezing it shut.

"You're too loud." He complains with an amused smile, looking around to make sure no one has heard your obscene screams. Captain Levi has lived a truly selfless life these past few years, he deserves this, he deserves to indulge you, Levi tells himself.

Your breath is ragged as his fingers push through your tightness, splitting you open slightly. It's hard to breathe, but with the way his fingers push into you, you don't care. Your belly burns with heat and a deceptive lust that washes over you in intense waves as Levi adds another digit to fill you even more. The hand around your neck loosens and moves quickly to your shoulder, stabilising you against the wall. You breathe in hard, still feeling dizzy from the loss of air. All you can manage is a desperate whimper as your arms squeeze tightly against him, trying to hold on to him.

Wet sounds ring in your ears as Captain Levi increases the speed of his fingers, curling and splitting them in a way that leaves you numb with pleasure. You are a mess, breathing heavily and biting your lips as you feel a tight knot forming in your stomach. You arch your back, your chest touching his as your head rolls back into your neck. You feel your muscles clench around him, your high leaving you breathless, a ragged whimper breaking through your throat as your nails dig into Levi's neck. His hand grabs your hair, pulling at it as you ride out your ecstasy.

You wish this moment could last forever, but it ends too soon as Levi quickly pulls out of you, forcing you down onto the rocky pavement. He takes his time to clean his hand from your silky release as he looks down at you, your legs shaking from the aftermath, bruises and marks covering your sweaty skin.

"You won't die tomorrow." Levi speaks in a cool voice, brushing back his dark hair.

"This was just a taste. Maybe I'll give you more when things are finally over." His words promise a possible next time, but you can't help but feel a deep step in your heart as he walks away, leaving you to sit there in the dark alley, drained and alone.

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