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THE BUCKS ARE ALL LONELY?? ALL THEIR FRIENDS ARE INJURED?? THEY HAVE NO ONE LEFT??? 👀👀 KENNETH PLEASE!!!!
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@bcolfanfic number 1 enabler so heres some Curt/Ken tenderness for the late night crew
Sequel to Bcol's
and immediate sequel to my drabble here:
Curt can tell when Gale has fallen asleep because the entire house seems to take a breath. He lays in the guest bedroom still in his clothes from the airport. From the gym. Hadn’t even stopped at his shoe-box apartment to change out of the loose black joggers and shirt with his nametag. His windbreaker wasn’t nearly enough for the Wyoming winter.
“John had a gun.”
Janie’s got a gun Janie's got a gun her whole world’s come undone from lookin’ straight at the sun.
Curt taps the tune out on his chest and glances over at the blinking alarm clock. Only Buck and Bucky would still have an honest-to-god analog clock in their home. But it’s comforting in a way, reminds him of childhood where things like suicide didn’t yet exist. Three-thirty AM. The witching hour his mamo would say and blow a kiss to the Brigid's Cross over the door frame. It’s late, painfully so and Curt’s eyes are so tired they feel covered in sand. But his body is wired, wide awake; fingers stained from drywall and fresh paint flecks.
The hole was patched.
The aftermath was going to take a lot longer to fix.
Now that Janie's got a gun, she ain't never gonna be the same.
His phone chimes suddenly and he tugs it from his pocket. He knew he was hot shit but a Grindr notification this far out in the middle of nowhere was a surprise. He swipes past it without even looking. Ken’s name is at the top of his list, several unread texts from hours ago left unanswered after Buck’s assurances.
New York was two hours ahead of Wyoming. The sun would be rising there.
He tries to tell himself he doesn’t need to talk to Ken. It just felt right to update him on their friends. It wasn’t about Curt and whatever comfort he needed from the younger man. You didn’t seek comfort from things that meant nothing. So it was nothing. So he shouldn’t reach out.
Besides, he shouldn’t text Ken so early when the other man was probably deep asleep, shouldn’t text him and make him feel guilty for missing any updates on Bucky. He flicks his thumb up and down, hovering over the cracked-barely-beyond-use phone screen.
“Fuck it,” he mumbles, exhaustion and dialect blurring the words together into a mumbled ‘fuggit’.
He flicks out of imessage and opens Discord. Ken’s icon was lit up, the scrolling text below it taking Curt a moment of squinting to decipher. He wasn’t old, he was tired thank you.
KennyLemon playing Among Us.
Sweet boy, Curt thinks and then pulls a face at himself. His stomach untwists the smallest amount.
The discord call rings for all of half a second before Ken’s voice comes over the phone.
“Curt?”
His stomach untwists just that much more. “Heya Kenny. You should be asleep.”
“I couldn’t.”
That's what Curt loved. Liked. Hated. About Ken. He was so sincere it was sickening, cracked his damn molars with it. How he’d made it through everything without bruising that tender center of his beyond repair was a wonder to Curt. Like a peach, one Curt was more than used to sinking his teeth into.
You got one juicy ass Lemmons.
“Curt.”
“Yeah Ken?” He liked it when the kid said his name. Made something in his chest go all soft and gooey like chocolate.
“I said, how’s Bucky and everything else?”
Curt blows out through his lips, tries to exhale every bit of breath in his body until he could sink into the mattress and hide from this whole damn day.
“Brains all where they should be.”
Sometimes it was good to be vicious. It kept him from feeling too much, feeling too tender. He was a New Yorker, take away his meanness and he’d be a hermit crab without its shell.
“Jesus, Curt.”
“I dunno what t’ tell ya Kenny. He’s halfway across the state where we can’t talk to him. Buck’s half dead from exhaustion or shock or both. I spent half the night patching a bullet hole in a wall my best friend tried to put in his head.” To his shock, his vague horror he feels his throat closing up, his eyes growing hot with burning tears. “Fuck.” He sits up, wipes his eyes violently and tries to yank his jogger leg up to get the straps of his prosthetic. The soft fabric catches on the plastic, on the velcro, on anything it can find. “Fuck,” he spits again just because he can.
“You okay B?” Ken’s voice was so soft and tender Curt wants to bare his teeth at it; just to protect himself. He does, only cause the other man couldn't see and so it wouldn’t hurt his feelings.
“Can’t get m’damn leg off.” He mumbles, feeling hot shame mingle with the frustration. It was all grief anyways, hidden cleverly behind the mask called complex emotions.
“Wish I was there. I could help you.”
Curt closes his eyes. Sweet boy. Wish you were here too Kenny.
He didn’t catch feelings. Was renowned for it, prided himself on it. He kept things casual because it was better that way, could see the way Ken was skittish as a stray kitten at the idea of anything real. He wasn’t about to go wading around in someone else's shame, but it did hurt in a special sort of way knowing the fear Ken battled with.
“It’s pretty tense here right now anyways. Probably for the best youse not.”
Kenny’s silent for a long time and Curt tries to swallow his regret, finally winning the battle with his leg and dropping it to the floor with a pointed thump. Take that you bastard. “Yeah you’re probably right.”
Aw Hell. “It’s not that I don’t want you here Kenny.” He says haltingly, rubs a hand through his hair he still liked to keep short, “I just- I want you here a lot. First thing I wanted to do when Gale finally went to bed was call you.”
“Oh.” Kens voice was a little shaky.
Gentle gentle, be gentle with him Curt. His ma’s voice; always lecturing. You’re too rough Curt, Slow down Curt. Don’t push good things away just cause you’re scared Curt.
“Just so you don’t forget.” He finishes awkwardly “I like havin’ you around.”
Curt thumps AC/DC against the hollows of his ribs.
Little lover, I can't get you off my mind, no, Little lover, I've been trying hard to find.
“You’ve got a real way with words Curt.” Ken teases.
They laugh, Curt pitching his low so as not to carry through the too-empty house “If y’wanted a poet you wouldn’t be with me.” He teases. A question hidden in a statement, the first time he’d dared acknowledge there might be something.
Because fuck he wanted Ken here. Couldn’t lie to himself now that he was hearing the younger man's voice over the phone. Wanted to tuck him against his side and bury his nose into those curls; sweet smelling and warm. Wanted to press him into the mattress and remind himself that they were alive and things were okay. Ken was sweet and sugar, sometimes Curt swore he licked it off the man’s skin. Whispered it into the shell of his ear as he ground his hips into Ken’s ass until there wasn’t a single ounce of space between them.
“You taste like dessert Lemmons.”
Curt grunts and adjusts himself. He couldn’t help his brain, his drive. But it felt beyond wrong to start anything right then and now.
“Yeah,” Ken smiles. Curt can tell. Ken smiled with his words and his body, just just his sweet mouth. “You’re right.”
Too sweet, too sincere. It made him violent, made him want to bruise and mark and tease. He rolls onto his stomach with a groan, pressing his face into the mattress and counting backwards from twenty.
“I wanna fuck you Kenny.” His words are muffled into the duvet but still legible.
Ken sucks in a quiet breath, Curt can practically hear the other man blush.
“You’re just sad and scared B.”
Curt squeezes his eyes shut so hard dots spring up behind his eyelids, his throat burns hot and it takes him several breaths to stave off the tears.
“Yeah.” he mumbles “But I still wanna fuck ya.”
Tug his curls, lick his stomach that wasn’t quite flat despite his fit state (Curt liked it that way). Kiss him til his lips were swollen and red. Red as his pretty curved cock when Curt took it to the root and slipped two fingers inside. Ken liked his fingers, he said. Liked how thick they were, the way the callouses caught and dragged inside him. The strength of them, liked to wrap his lips around middle and index and drag his tongue between them until Curt lost hold of his already thin control.
“You don’t gotta fuck away all your feelings sweetheart.”
It’s not bitter or reproachful, Ken’s statement. It’s gentle and kind. A reminder out of love, a lever opening the floodgates on the things Curt tried to keep in control.
He gasps. The bed sheets are wet with tears, his nose running with snot. Fucking gross.
“I dunno how t’ fix this one Kenny.” he whispers “The goddamn bullets still in the wall, rattling around in there like a fuckin ghost. I asked Gale if we should try to get it out and the look on his face-”
“You can’t fix it for them.”
“Whatdy-”
“You can’t,” Ken insists. “You can hold ‘em up and support ‘em and do all the things Gale can’t manage right now but the only one who can fix Bucky is Bucky and the only ones who can fix Buck and Bucky are themselves. You can’t put that burden on yourself or you’ll crack and all youse will end up resenting each other.”
“When’d you get so smart huh kid?”
“I’ve always been smart, and don't get weird on me.”
Curt sniffles loudly and grossly that Ken remarks on it, making them both laugh.
It’s Buck and Bucky he owes his life to, who he would lay down his own for. But right now he doesn’t know what he’d do without Ken Lemmons.
It’s a sobering thought, a terrifying thought; one he can sit with for only a few moments before he’s drawn into that reactionary headspace of fuck, bite, take this tender thing and force it inside your ribcage before it hurts you.
Kinda fucks you up when you’re raised that drinking a guys blood is the ultimate act of devotion.
“I miss you.” he says and fuck him he means it.
“Take care of our boys and come home soon B.”
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All My Roads Lead Back to You Part 4
Hello! And welcome to part 4. Edie has more questions than answers, but we’re finding more and more out as the story unfolds.
Part 1 Part 2 Part 3
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Eddie wiped away a stray tear that had escaped his eyes before stepping out into the garage.
“Hey, you kids almost done?” he asked. He looked at his watch. “It is getting late.”
Kenny looked up at the clock. “Shoot, man! My mom is going to kill me.”
Mandy swore too. “I’m getting a ride home with you, right?” she asked Kenny. He nodded and they hurried to put their stuff in his car.
They waved goodbye and then Eddie was alone with Harri and Edie.
“How’s Dad?” she asked. “Still puking?”
Eddie shook his head. “I managed to get him into bed.”
Edie rocked her head back. “What? Dad never lets anyone help him to bed. Not even those who can straight up carry him.”
Eddie blinked. “Uh...he let me.”
“He let you what?” Edie asked tilting her head in confusion.
“Carry him to bed?”
“Oh,” Edie said. “Wow. So how do you know my dad?”
Eddie looked over at Harri before shoving his hands in his pockets and looking down at the floor. “Your dad and I used to run together with Nancy and Jon and all them after high school. Well after Steve graduated, anyway. Me and the rest of us older kids graduated in ‘86.”
“You’re younger than my dad?” Edie asked.
Harri scoffed.
“Shut it, kid,” Eddie barked. “No, I’m older. It just took me three tries to graduate.” He glared over at Harri. “Something I trying to make sure this idiot doesn’t repeat.”
Edie frowned, remembering her dad’s comment about not raising a quitter. “You know, it’s strange. I don’t think I’ve ever heard your name before in my life, but I can’t help but think that I’ve been raised on stories of you my entire existence nonetheless.”
Eddie blushed. “Can’t say I did the same. Harri here wouldn’t have heard of Steve Harrington at all. At least not from me.”
“Wait,” Harri said. “That guy that that your old bandmates talk about all the time. The one they keep telling you to make up with, that’s Steve Harrington, isn’t it? What the hell, Dad.”
Eddie grimaced. “Jeff and Gareth have a very inflated sense of ego.”
“Jeff Lawrence?” Edie asked. “Mandy’s dad?”
Eddie pursed his lips. He was going to kill Jeff. It was one thing to say that Steve and him had kept in contact over the years but it was quite another for his daughter to be best friends with Steve’s.
“That’s the one, princess,” Eddie said tossing his head back and rolling his eyes. “Only Jeff was friends with me first.”
Harri kicked his dad’s ankle. “Hey, Uncle Jeff is a grown ass man, he can be friends with whoever he wants. And since you guys aren’t in the band anymore and we were still living in Cali it makes sense Uncle Jeff would want to connect with someone from the old crowd.”
Eddie sneered playfully. “I hate it when you get all cleverer than me.”
Edie was glancing back and forth between them like a tennis match, but finally she had enough. “You’re telling me that not only do you know Mandy, but that you’ve known her dad for years?”
Harri and Eddie both grimaced in unison as they had completely forgotten she was there.
“I didn’t think about how I knew Mandy,” Harri said. “We just started hanging out when we moved here about a month ago and then when she said you guys needed a new guitarist...”
Edie smacked her forehead. “Yep. That’s on me. I didn’t ask either.”
Harri scuffed his shoe on the pavement, looking down. “Am I still going to be allowed to be in the band?”
Eddie’s heart sunk. He looked over at Edie and then back at his son. They were both expecting him to say no. But how could he do that to either of them? It wasn’t their fault.
“What kind of asshole would I be if I said no?” he asked. “Of course you can still be in the band.”
Harri looked up at him all smiles and hugged him. “Thanks Dad!”
Edie smiled at them both. “Thanks, Mr Munson.”
Eddie sighed. “Yeah. Come on, Harri. It’s time to go home, you both have school in the morning.”
“Bye, Miss Thing!” Harri said after giving her a fist bump.
“Bye H-man!” Edie said.
Edie watched as the two Munson boys walked away. Her dad had a lot of explaining to do.
*
Edie walked into Steve’s room and was impressed by what she saw. The drapes were closed, the light was off, and Dad was actually under the covers. Something no amount of bullying on Aunt Robin or Nancy’s part could ever achieve.
Dad hated being taken care of. But in less than two hours of this man coming into her home, her father had let down more walls than the entire time she had been on this earth.
Who was Eddie Munson? And why did her dad treat him differently then anyone she had ever known.
She knelt next to Steve’s bed and gently roused him from sleep.
“Hey,” he murmured as he slowly got up. “Is everyone gone?”
Edie sat down next to him on the bed and took his hand. “Yeah, they’ve gone.”
Steve nodded. “You must have so many questions.”
“Oodles and gobs,” she agreed. “But I’m going to be nice and wait until your head is no longer trying to kill you.”
He grimaced. “What, so you can finish the job?”
She chuckled. “Something like that.” She played with the ring on his right hand. She once had asked him if it was his wedding ring to Mom, but he’d told her no. It was from something else. From someone else. And now, she was pretty sure she knew who. “Do you need some pain killers?”
Steve nodded barely able to contain his whimper. Edie got up and the pills and a Gatorade. She came back and handed them to him. He took the pills and chugged half of the Gatorade, before handing it back to her.
“Thanks, love,” he murmured and got back under the covers.
“You’ll want to shower and change before you completely are down for the night,” she reminded him gently.
Steve nodded again. “Just a few minutes. Time for the medicine to work.”
“Of course.” She ran her fingers through his hair. “I’ll come back and check on you later.”
Steve hummed in response and she knew she would have to wake him again when she came back.
*
Steve woke up the next morning better than he usually felt in the aftermath of a migraine. And he knew who to thank for it. He also knew that had he not been in the throes of one of his worst in recent memory, he would have been a lot bitchier. Hurray for migraines, he guessed.
He didn’t have any appointments today so he didn’t have to cancel anything which was a life saver. He could even have Edie take herself to school. He got up and shuffled out to the kitchen in his pjs.
Edie was munching on her cereal when he got out there. “How’s the head?”
Steve waved his fingers back and forth. “So-so. You okay to take yourself to school today?”
She nodded. “Yeah, no trouble.”
They stared each other down for a minute before Steve blinked first.
“So what do you want to know?” he asked, turning on the kettle.
Edie steepled her fingers under her chin. “We can start with how did you meet mega-producer Edmond Munson?”
Steve laughed. “When I met him he was on his first senior year of high school, jumping on tables and ranting about ‘the man’.”
Edie’s eyes went wide. “What?!”
Steve shook his head. “I knew who he was then. And probably before that. As sort of a ‘oh look there’s that dude again making a menace of himself’ kind of way.”
“He really stood on tables and ranted about ‘the man’?” Edie asked incredulously.
He shrugged. “The topics would vary but, yeah. Pretty much the same theme of kids are being oppressed type thing.”
“But you were a preppy jock in high school,” Edie said. “I’ve seen the pictures.”
“Yeah, I was the King and he was the Freak, never the twain shall meet,” Steve agreed. “That’s what he was called, don’t give me that look.” Edie rolled her eyes.
“Okay,” she growled, “but none of this explains how you guys knew each other. Because this sounding like you didn’t.”
Steve leaned on his elbows onto the counter and looked her dead in the eye. “I want you to understand one thing and one thing only. If you go looking this shit up after I tell you, you will be grounded for life. Because it’s been twenty years and he deserves to let sleeping dogs lie. Do. You. Understand. Me?”
Edie’s head jerked back. This was like those moments when she asked about his scars or the many concussions he’s had. Her normally goofy dad was replaced by someone darker, someone who had walked through hell and lived to tell about it. She nodded quickly, her eyes wide.
“Back in his final senior year, the year Nancy, Jonathan, Robin, and Argyle all graduated,” Steve said sternly, “he was accused of murdering a cheerleader. Something your Uncle Dusty swore he would never do. And you know how tenacious he can be when he puts his mind to it.”
Edie nodded. “He’s like a dog with a bone.”
“So we went on this hunt to find Eddie,” Steve continued. “And sure enough he was being railroaded and we tried to clear his name. He almost died.” The last sentence was whispered, pulled from from the very depths of his soul and he hung his head between his shoulders.
“Holy shit,” she whispered. “Really?”
Steve lifted his head and straightened up. He pinched his nose and rubbed it with his knuckle. “Yeah. He got cleared of all charges and then few months later he was gone. Signed a record deal.”
“Your friend that had a band...” Edie muttered. “That was him?”
Steve nodded. “But it’s time for you to go to school. We’ll talk more later.”
Edie knew that she still had a couple of minutes before she needed to go, but she accepted it as the dodge it was. Dad was getting emotional and needed a break.
She nodded and got ready to go. She kissed his cheek. “Love you dad.”
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Important information. SLEEPLESS IN SEATTLE. UPDATING AS I WATCH THE MOVIE ALONG BEAR WITH ME. The film they watched at the hotel is You've Got Mail, this is Sam and Rebecca's story. When they messaged each other not knowing who the other person was. Ted said Sleepless in Seattle was far superior. This is the one where airports play a significant part and it's about a man who lost his wife and has a son finding love again with the woman he never knew until the last second would be the one. He first sees her in an airport and is knocked sideways. By all accounts the last of Ted we will see will be in an airport based on previous seasons with first and last shot being a character’s face in the same location.
Also Rebecca mentioning she has a private jet and the thing with airports; SUSP AS HELL.
Keeley assumed the moment Rebecca spent with Dutch Guy was "Magic" This is also a quote from Sleepless in Seattle. Turns out it was Gezellig instead. But this is definitely where we're going. And that'll either be Dutch Guy or Ted. Both fit the man who lost their partner and have a kid formula. Definitely not Sam. But Ted tripped over the Red String of Fate, has the matchbook, loves Kenny Rogers, bakes the biscuits who are home to her, she carries his army man everywhere she goes. She hasn't been struck by lightning yet which to me means it's not Dutch Guy; Ted is leaving which means her world is about to be turned upside down. I keep the faith. i don't care.
AND there's a tear in Meg Ryan's wedding dress and she says oh no it's a sign to which her mum says "You don't believe in signs!" And Rebecca doesn't really believe in signs either! All the signs have been pointing to different people except the obvious one! They're there so she can see something about herself she completely missed.
FUCK MY LIFE. It's about making wishes!! Tom Hanks' son in the film wishes for his father to find a new wife!! His son is worried about his dad!!!
The psychiatrist on the radio is called Dr. Fieldstone FUUUUUUCK MEEEEE. IT WAS RIGHT THERE ALL ALONG.
Sam and Annie speak the same words at the same time in two different places, soulmatism right there!
Annie thought Sam sounded "Nice" on the radio and Ted is one of the "nicest" humans Rebecca has ever met!!
Quote from a guy : "This is fate, she's divorced and you need a new wife." (not talking about Annie here, it's another woman) "What is that thing when everything intersects?" To which Sam replies: "The Bermuda TRIANGLE."
One woman who writes to Sam after he was on the radio lives in OKLAHOMA!
Dr. Fieldstone tells Sam she can tell he is a good dad just like Beard told Ted!!
One woman says on the radio: "Why do you want to be with someone who doesn't love you?" (Michelle, anyone?)
"Sam, tell me what was so special about your wife?" "It was a million tiny little things then when you added them all up it just meant we were supposed to be together. I knew it the very first time I touched her it was like coming home, only to no home I had ever known!"
Annie asking a friend: "But when you met her (his wife), did you believe she was the only person for you? That in some mystical, cosmic way, it was fated?"
Sam's friend about relationships:
"Things are different, now. First, you have to be friends. You have to like each other."
Annie talks to her best friend about the concept of DESTINY.
Annie hires a private detective to run a background check on Sam!! Ted wanted Rebecca to do it with Dr. Jacob!
Wonderful addition by @doctorbeverlycrusher : Rebecca’s mom said a couple times that when she loves something, she loves it forever. The main song from Sleepless in Seattle, When I Fall in Love, starts with the lyric “When I fall in love, it will be forever”.
ANNIE MUNCHES ON SUNFLOWER SEEDS ON THE PLANE.
Sam's son to his dad: "Jessica says you and Annie never got together in that life, and your hearts are like puzzles with parts out of them and when you get together the puzzle's complete. The reason I know this and you don't is that I'm younger and purer so I'm more in touch with cosmic forces."
There's even a mention of Horticulture!
We spotted the word Rainbow in the pub game, the romcommunism episode was called Rainbow. Let me leave you with the quote from Ted again.
"Now, it may not work out how you think it will or how you hope it does, but believe me, it will all work out. Exactly as it's supposed to."
I might be setting myself up for disappointment but the writers are building every step up to the cliff egde, baby!
Thank you for coming to my Ted Lasso Talk
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Love Me Like You Do~Part 2
Juice Ortiz X Reader
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Clay, Jax, Opie, Bobby, Tig, Piney and Juice all arrived back at the Clubhouse, signaling for the others to join them in Chapel.
Happy and Chibs left the shop to follow. Inside, Clay hit the gavel to get started.
“Chibs, Hap, you guys remember Piney’s daughter (Y/N)?”
“Aye.” Chibs replied. Happy nodding.
“She’s back. Settling down back in Charming. She’s opening a little roadside bar on the outskirts of town. I want a protection detail on her so no one messes with her. She’ll be living there, too. Said there’s an apartment type house out back.” Piney said to the group.
“Agreed.” Everyone said.
“What cut will we take for the protection?” Clay asked.
Opie and Jax scoffed. “Really, Clay? She’s family. You expect her to pay us a fee for watching over her?”
He shrugged. “This Club is in the business of protection.”
“Then take my part. I’ll pay to protect my daughter.”
“No disrespect, Pres, but I don’t feel right asking her to do that. Like Jax said, she’s family.” Tig chimes in.
“Put it to a vote. Protection for (Y/N) free of charge?” Clay asked.
All hands went up. He sighed. He slammed the gavel down. “Any new business?”
“Things with the Irish are on track. All looks well for awhile longer.” Chibs said.
“Books are straight. Still in the black for a few more months.” Bobby replied.
Clay nodded. “Good. Meeting adjourned.”
Opie, Jax and Juice walked to the bar where the Prospect, Half-Sack, was.
“Listen, Opie’s little sister is back. I’m going to need you to go with Juice tomorrow and give her a hand with anything she needs. She’s got crews coming in but she needs things moved out.”
“Yeah. Sure.”
“I’ll go, too. Don’t have any repairs due tomorrow.” Happy said.
“Juice, do me a favor. When you help her set up the security cameras, make sure to set some up around the back facing her apartment. I want to make sure she stays safe.” Opie got close.
“Of course. I’ll see what system she wants and set it all up. I’ll make a backup location for all feeds to my laptop here, just in case.”
“One more thing. The two of you are close in age. Besides my wife and kids, she’s everything to me. Don’t try any funny business with her. Understand?”
Juice nodded. “Yeah. Got it.”
Jax stood behind them smirking. Opie slapped the Puerto Rican’s back. “Good. Now, I’ve got to get home and let Donna know to cook extra.”
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As I drove to Donna and Opie’s for dinner, I couldn’t help but look around at how much things changed around Charming over the last three years. Taking note to try out the coffee shop, I turned down the little street that led to my brother’s.
As I neared the house, I seen Kenny and Ellie out front playing. When I pulled in, they instantly started yelling.
“Aunt (Y/N)!”
“We missed you!”
I hugged them both to me. “I missed you guys! My goodness y’all have grown!”
Kenny looked behind me. “Whoa. Cool car! What kind is it?”
“This my little man is a 1970 Dodge Challenger in special order Purple. My Grandpa had this restored for me for my birthday last year.”
“Can I drive it?”
“I don’t think so.”
I turned around and smiled. “Hi, Donna!”
She smiled back and held her arms out. “Hi, (Y/N). It’s good to see you again.”
“Come on. Let’s washed up. Dinner is almost ready.”
Dinner was a wonderland event. Catching up with my niece and nephew on school and sports. After dinner and dessert, I helped get Kenny and Ellie ready for bed and then joined Opie and Donna on the porch.
“It’s good to have you back. Opie hasn’t stopped smiling since he came home. Kept trying to get it out of him why but he just told me it was a surprise.”
I sat back in the rocking chair. “It’s good to be back. I can’t wait to get started on the bar tomorrow.”
“Juice will be there with Kip and Happy. Later on me and Jax will come by.”
“You still stay at home?” I asked Donna.
“Yeah. Sometimes I think about going back to work though. I usually sit here bored when Al the housework is done and kids are in school.”
I gave her a smile and leaned over. “Well, I’d like to make an offer. You can take it if you want. Discuss it with brother dearest here. I’d like to offer you a job working with me. I’d pay you $10 an hour, make your own hours around the kids. Weekends if you want and you keep all tips. Plus I have an apartment out back the kids can hang out in if you don’t have a sitter.”
She was speechless. I looked at my watch and stood. “I’ll leave you two to discuss. If you want the job, it’s yours. I’ll be up early tomorrow to get ready for everyone to show up to work. So come on by if you do.” I gave them a hug before I left, and a kiss to the side of my head from Opie.
“Thank you, sis.”
I gave him a wink before I headed off.
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“Juice, we’re ready in ten.” Happy stuck his head in my dorm room.
“Yeah. Im coming.” He zipped his backpack up and slug it on his shoulder.
Juice couldn’t think of anything other than (Y/N) since he met her yesterday. His heart pounded in his chest at the thought of seeing her again. He couldn’t help but think she was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. What drew him to her the most was her curves. She had curves in all the right places and she knew how to carry herself. A smile crept on his face at the thought of spending time with her setting up her security cameras and being close to her.
It didn’t take long for the three bikers to pull up to the old bar. Juice couldn’t help but eye the car that sat out front.
“Damn. If that’s her’s, little girl has style.” Happy spoke.
“As a matter of fact, Hap, it is. A birthday gift last year from Grandfather.”
(Y/N) stood on the steps, hands on her hips. Juice’s breath caught as he looked at her. She stood there in a purple sequined tank top, blue jean shorts that showed her thick legs and biker boots. Her (y/c/h) was pulled up away from her face.
“Hey, little girl.”
She smiled as she came down the steps. “Hey, Hap. Good to see you again. It’s been ages.”
Happy nodded. She then turned her attention to Juice and Kip. “You must be the Prospect, Kip. I’m (Y/N).”
“Nice to meet you.” Kip said, hands in his pockets.
“Good to see you again, Juice.” She smiled at him.
“You, too.”
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“Well, let’s get inside and get started. I got coffee and donuts inside for you guys. Let me show you two what I need done then Juice and I have some business in the office.”
I waved the guys inside and gave Happy and Kip instructions to what I needed. Before they could get started, Donna walked in.
I smiled. “Does this mean you want the job?”
“I want the job. Ope and I talked about it. Making my own hours could help and the extra money would be a plus.”
I gave her a hug. “I’m so happy.” I put my hands on her shoulders. “Now, I’ve got security business to work on. Could you keep these two in line and make sure they don’t take too many coffee breaks? I need all this cleared out so we can get repairs done.”
“You got it.” Donna put her bag on the counter and started helping Kip and Happy.
I turned to Juice. “Looks like we’re together. The office is this way. It’s big enough to store all the monitors and such. I had the best security system delivered. I just have no clue on how to set everything up.” I chuckled.
Juice chuckled and smiled. “That’s what I’m here for. I can get you set up in a jiff.”
The two of us sat for a few hours, discussing every angle inside and out where to put the cameras. One on each corner on the outside, both sides of the bar for multiple angles and facing the bathrooms and in the kitchen. Lastly, he told me my dad and brother wanted one facing my apartment. I agreed.
As I watched him put up all the cameras and angle them, me looking down at the laptop every once in awhile to make sure it was set, I couldn’t keep my eyes off of him. The way his biceps moved under his shirt and the sweat rolling off his tan skin.
“Alright. I think that does it. Let’s go take a look at all of them.” He climbed down, bringing me from my daydreaming.
We walked back into my office and he showed my how to switch the cameras and how to back them up.
“Now, this here is where all feeds are stored. I also made a backup file that goes directly to my laptop as a precaution in case something should happen. It’s always with me at the clubhouse or my place.”
I turned to him and smiled. “Thanks, Juice. I really appreciate it.”
He gave me a breathtaking smile and looked down. “No problem.”
“(Y/N)? Jax and Opie are here with the others.” Donna said from the office door.
I gave her a nod and Juice and I walked out to the main bar. Opie was unloading bags of takeout for everyone and Jax was passing out drinks.
“Well, there’s my favorite Lass!”
“Chibsy! My favorite Scotsman!”
We hugged each other tight before we all sat down to eat. Opie brought my favorite from the Chinese place and Jax remembered my favorite beer.
“So, sis, any names for this place?”
I nodded. “Pop quiz time, big bro. Let’s see if you can guess. What’s my favorite color?”
“Purple.”
“And my favorite gemstone that’s purple?”
“Amethyst.”
“Correct. Now, where is this place sitting?”
“Outer edge of Charming?” He asked questionably.
I raised my brows and waved my hands at him.
“Amethyst Edge?”
I turned to my new favorite Puerto Rican and pointed. “Brownie points to Juicy Boy! Yes. Amethyst Edge. I was approved for the name. My business license will be in soon and all I need is a fancy schmancy sign and I’ll be set.”
“I can draw you up some designs. Find one you like I got a guy who can make it.” Happy spoke up.
“Thanks, Hap.”
The rest of the day went smoothly. The guys finished getting all the old booths and tables out, the crew was halfway finished redoing the kitchen area and me and Donna worked on a menu for food and sending out an ad in the local paper for help.
The day was winding down and everyone was heading home, promises of seeing me again the next day. As I was locking the front door, I heard my name being called.
“Hey, (Y/N). Listen, if you need anything, you know, security system wise, here’s my number. Don’t be afraid to call or anything.”
I took the paper with Juice’s number on it. “Thanks. I’ll send you a text later so you can have my number, too.”
He gave me a smile that sent a shiver down my spine. I watched as he climbed on his bike and drove away. I went to my little apartment, grabbed my pajamas and showered. Once done, I laid in my bed and grabbed my phone and the slip of paper beside it.
*Hey, it’s (Y/N)*
*Hey. Got you saved. :)*
*Awesome. See you tomorrow?*
*Yeah. I’ll be there after work.*
*Okay. See you then. Goodnight.*
*Goodnight, (Y/N)*
#juice ortiz x reader#sons of anarchy#jax teller#opie winston#plus size reader#soa fanfiction#juice ortiz fanfiction#juice ortiz
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↟ ⚘ 𖥧 South Park college headcanons 𖥧 ⚘ ↟
excuse my janky ass formatting and disorganized notes 😭
KENNY
✦ pansexual
✦ PLAYBOY. INSANE RIZZ
✦ body count is insane he just thinks its funny though
✦ actually really really sweet and considerate
✦ never fixed his gap tooth 🫶
✦ always remembers birthdays
✦ scars everyyywhere like Everywhere
✦ haphazard wolfcut that he trims himself bc hashtag no money
✦ full ride scholarship, works his ASS off on schoolwork and two jobs and yet still has time to party
✦ literally nobody knows how he does it
✦ still loves wearing big jackets, doesnt get a lot of new clothes often so almost all of his shit is hand patched up
✦ supremely unlucky (trips and shatters phone screen ass shit)
✦ angel wing tats on shoulderblades
✦ LOVES weed. does not drink at all
✦ probably has done LSD and shrooms
✦ parents are extremely proud of him, he doesn’t go home very often but keeps in touch
✦ got them a phone so that they can text him!!! he saved up for a whole year to get it bc he missed his sister
✦ pierced his own ears also gave himself snake bites
✦ pierced stans ears (stan cried)
✦ small smattering of freckles! only come out in the summer
✦ doesn’t hang out with stan as often on his own bc he doesnt like how bad his drinking has gotten :(
✦ loves decimating cartman in call of duty
✦ listens to BROCKHAMPTON and doja cat (and ABBA but only with butters)
STAN
✦ raging alcoholic
✦ existential + clingy drunk
✦ grows stubble really fast, shaves when he feels like it
✦ eyebags for dayysss
✦ beauty marks! has a lot on his face and shoulders
✦ smokes weed w/ kyle and kenny (cartman isn’t invited anymore bc he hogs the blunt)
✦ only gets his schoolwork done wasted because he cant get himself to do it sober
✦ PTSD + severe depression
✦ bisexual as fuck my god
✦ emo LMFAOOOO wears a lot of muted tones, ripped jeans, sweaters, hoodies. so many beanies
✦ also smokes nic 😔
✦ probly a business major
✦ tried hookups, doesnt really care for them
✦ plays bass!!
✦ internalized homophobia but its okay hes growing
✦ had/has a phase where he’ll bleach and dye his hair and the rest of the gang look forward to it bc its always something new (always keeps the black roots)
✦ really bitter about just. everything
✦ STILL hates medical shit and hospitals got alcohol poisoning and REFUUSSEDDD to go kyle was frantic
✦ so many random ass tattoos including a paw + date memorial tattoo for sparky :((
✦ gets really anxious when not drunk
✦ listens to tally hall, will wood and mother mother
KYLE
✦ keeps his hair at a tameable length bc he tried growing it out a little in highschool and it just went up and outward. never again
✦ got fed up one day in senior year and completely buzzed it. it was that week stan realized he was bi 💀
✦ not reeaaallly jewish anymore respects tradition but rlly could care less
✦ SO. MANY. FRECKLES.
✦ pale asf burns if he sees sunlight
✦ flushes TOMATO red when he gets even a little flustered or nervous and its so funny
✦ occasionally will accidently speak like his mom (whatwhatWHAAAT) and proceed to death glare anyone who looks like theyre going to comment on it
✦ hides his face in his hands when he gets embarrassed to replace his hat which he used to use the side flaps to bury his face in (it makes him feel hidden)
✦ weekly facetime calls with ike to see how he is because he misses him so much
✦ undeclared for like half the college experience
✦ uncomfy at parties, ends up usually tailing stan and kenny to them but only if stan comes
✦ childhood crush on stan he still hasnt gotten over 😔
✦ really likes working w/ kids but you would NEVER guess by looking at him
✦ massive fucking growth spurt hes an absolute 6’5 twig
✦ ADHD as fuck gets overwhelmed by schoolwork a lot, stan helps but hes really bad at directions when hes drunk so it doesnt really go anywhere
✦ anger issues, still HATES cartman, only tolerates him around bc hes funny sometimes to laugh at also hes rich and all of them could benefit from that lmao
✦ gets into fights still, got into a lot in highschool and less so in college but still seen as a hothead
✦ not buff but can absolutely hold his own
✦ still likes painting :) does it in his own time bc he feels like a sissy (his own words) stan loves them and has like 3 of his paintings either at home or in his dorm
CARTMAN
✦ college dropout LMFAOOOO
✦ his family is just. rich
✦ his mom remarried this fucking crazy rich dude so he still lives w/ his mom
✦ forced to go to community college
✦ actually has lost weight! not too much but he got fed up with it and is at a healthier size, his mom keeps trying to push mlm diets on him though 💀
✦ twitch streamer, keeps getting banned for slurs, not necessarily a lolcow, closest example i csn think of would be like uhhh jake paul mixed with schlatt? he has a pretty genuine following but. SO many haters
✦ kenny occasionally joins him in streams over the summer when he doesnt have schoolwork (chat LOVES him)
✦ has every console
✦ has also probably broken every console
✦ a LITTLE more compassionate, gives the rest of the gang fat checks for their bdays (probably to make himself feel like he has a moral compass after how much hes bullied kenny for being poor)
✦ still listens to kanye west 💀 and to drake or any other popular rapper
CRAIG
✦ obsessed w space + NASA
✦ majoring in that field, always busy with like. hardddd work (finds it interesting though he speeds thru it. autism is one helluva drug)
✦ plays so much minecraft. probably has built an accurate scale solar system on there
✦ autistic as fuck
✦ voice is less nasally but he has a flat affect
✦ ceiling stars in his college dorm. he put them up the first day
✦ one of the only kids to still wear his hat, or at least a new hat thats so similar to his old one
✦ beanies will suffice if chullo is dirty
✦ unlike stan, he actually has soft and not gross hat hair
✦ space tattoos + a woodstock tattoo (they remind him of tweek so much he had to (tweeks matching))
✦ still dating tweek, right out of college they move in together
✦ smuggled a cat into his dorm junior year
✦ def listens to tv girl
✦ that one hot quiet dude in every class and when girls find out hes dating tweek (its so obvious he has them as his lockscreen and his picture in his wallet) they are absolutely gobsmacked
✦ completely unphased by this, kenny had to tell him that girls were into him for him to notice
✦ follows space discovery news like a boomer with politics, if a new planet is discovered he will not shut UP abt it
✦ knows a suspicious amount about astrology despite saying he doesnt care abt it
TWEEK
✦ to match w craig tweek has a TINY snoopy tattoo he almost cried while getting bc he was so nervous
✦ severe OCD, CPTSD, and anxiety from his entire living situation
✦ found out abt the meth situation in middle school, massively traumatizing
✦ lived w/ craig for a while while court proceedings happened
✦ had to go to rehab after the arrest bc he went thru withdrawal
✦ substance free for the last 5 years!
✦ took him a long time to seperate coffee and meth as sononymous, drinks decaf and sweet coffees now bc he does like the taste
✦ incredibly easily scared and really jumpy, calms down completely only around craig and is at ease with all of his friends, with strangers he gets overwhelmed so quick
✦ hes pretty bad paranoia over poisoning in his food and drink, craig usually will take the first bite or sip to help him feel better
✦ got into cooking so he can make his own meals from scratch, loves meal prep! (hes rlly rlly good. so tastey)
#south park#sp#south park college au#college au#college#stan marsh#kyle brovlofski#kyle sp#stan sp#stan x kyle#kyle x stan#style sp#cartman sp#eric cartman#eric sp#south park kenny#south park cartman#south park kyle#south park stan#kenny mccormick#x reader#headcanon#headcanons#tweek tweak#tweek sp#tweek x craig#craig x tweek#creek#craig tucker#fanart
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Do You Wanna Build a Snowman? ☃️
Christmas writing prompt: #2
Playing in the snow together
Word count: 739
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It’s my first Kenny Omega story guys! I’m so excited about it 🥳 I came up with this story idea not really having anyone in mind to write it about, but the more I thought about it…Kenny just made sense 🥰
All fluff for Kenneth Jerome 🙂
I adore him ❤️
You and Kenny Omega have fun playing in the snow together…
Kenny was used to the cold, having grown up in Winnipeg. No matter how low the temperature got, this man still thrived! The snow had really come down over night, fresh white powder coating every surface as far as the eye could see. Neither of you had anywhere to be today since your schedules allowed you to be home for the holiday! Kenny stood and looked out the window, an idea suddenly striking him. “Hey, Y/N! When was the last time you played in the snow?” He asked inquisitively. “What do you mean? Like, build a snowman or something?” “Yeah, exactly! Actually gone outside and enjoyed it. Snowball fight, sledding, snow angels, you name it! Let’s take advantage of the weather and have some fun!” His excitement was contagious, there was no way you could say no to him. “I haven’t done any of that since I was a kid. Let’s do it!”
Once the two of you were bundled up from your head to your toes, off you went! You stepped outside, the cool air kissing the bare parts of your face, making your eyes water a little bit. Kenny was a few steps ahead of you, eager to get this snow party started. “What do you want to do first, Y/N?” He asked as he sat down all the supplies he had collected from the house. Your heart melted at his eagerness, smiling at the pure joy on his face. “Um, why don’t we build a snowman first?” You suggested. Without missing a beat, Kenny grabbed everything you needed from the carrot nose to the black hat, and the pipe he took from a snowman decoration inside. You worked on rolling and packing the middle section of the snowman while Kenny worked on the base. The proportions were off between your two pieces, causing you to laugh at the very full bottom mixed with a skinny midsection. “I can’t wait to see how the rest of it turns out!”
“Would you do the honors?” Kenny asked as he handed you the final piece to the snowman. You smiled as you placed the black hat on top, completing your masterpiece. “So, what’s next?” you asked after kissing Kenny on the cheek. He advised you to stay where you are, chuckling to himself as he walked away. You thought he was just moseying through the stuff he had brought outside, but you were sadly mistaken when you felt the ice-cold snowball burst on your chest. “Hey!” you shouted in Kenny’s direction. “You’re going down, Omega!” Both of you landed several direct hits on one another with snowballs, even when you hid behind various objects around or used them as shields. The great snowball war eventually came to an end, and you and Kenny sat next to each other catching your breath. “Truce?” he asked while reaching his hand out for to you to shake. “Truce.” You happily agreed.
Sledding was next on the agenda, and thankfully no trip to the ER was necessary. During one trip down the hill, you ended up going a little faster than you anticipated, letting out a shriek in the process as you toppled off the sled towards the bottom. Kenny rushed over to you full of worry and was confused when he heard you laughing. “Are you okay?!” he asked as he knelt in the snow. “Never better!” you squeaked out through your laughter. Once Kenny finally exhaled, you grabbed hold of his arm and pulled him down to the ground, forcing him to join you on top of the wet snow. You started moving your arms and legs like you were doing jumping jacks while laying down, and Kenny followed your lead making the same motions. Neither of you got up to see how your snow angels turned out, only laid there next to each other before Kenny scooted closer and kissed you softly. “So, my little snow bunny, are you ready to go back inside?” he asked as he helped you to your feet. “Only if you promise to sit with me on the couch under a blanket.” Kenny kissed the tip of your nose and wrapped his arm around you as you made your way inside. When you snuck a quick glance up at him, he greeted you with a loving smile and you couldn’t help but wonder how you got so lucky to call this sweet kindred spirit yours.
#aew#all elite wrestling#kenny omega#kenny omega x reader#Kenny omega x you#Kenny omega x y/n#kenny omega fluff#fluff#kenny omega fanfiction#fanfic#fanfiction#christmas prompts#writing prompt#the elite
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Time, Precious Time-Clegan
Summary: Johns having a hard time coming to terms that his oldest is growing up. (A teaser for my new au)!!! Likes and reblogs highly appreciated!!!
WC: 985
C/W: tooth rotting fluff!
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Gale shielded his eyes from the hot, June sun. A small smile creeping onto his cheeks seeing the sight of John carrying Flynn on his hip. John, still in his blue firehouse shirt and matching blue pants. His small badge glimmering in the sun, Flynn still in her T-Ball uniform.
It had been a divide and conquer day for the Clevens, they hated when both the girls had games on the same day with overlapping times. Gale took Cordelia to her softball game and John took Flynn to her t-ball game.
“Hi daddy!” Flynn waved practically jumping out of John’s grasp.
“Hey Peanut.” Gale smiled, holding his arms out for the mini John Egan running up the bleachers.
“Uncle Kenny too!?” The seven year old buzzed at the site of the man with the dirty blonde curls.
“How was your game?” Ken asked, Flynn taking a seat next to him.
“What’s the score?” John kissed Gales cheek sitting down next to him.
“Four to five. Neck and neck. Oh just in time.” Gale watched Cordelia come out of the dugout, her bat in hand and her long blonde braid hanging out the back of the helmet.
“You got this Delia! Give ‘em a good dinger!” John cheered, sitting forward resting his elbows on his knees. Gale smirked seeing a glance of Cordelia shooting John a glare. She was 13 and was no longer impressed by John's devotion to the sport.
“She got that look from you,” John knocked his knee into Gales. Even if she was adopted you couldn’t deny she had the Cleven look to her.
“Me?”
“Yeah, everytime the games on when you get home.” John stifled a laugh, “She’s nervous.”
“I know, she was pacing in the dugout last inning.”
“Strike one!” The umpire called as the ball came in fast and Cordelia swung at it, missing.
“Shake it off, Delia! You got this, go down swingin’ if you gotta!” John took his backseat coaching very seriously, which never failed to turn some eyes from other parents. “She’s got that Egan in her, won’t go down without a fight.”
Gale knew that, he knew how hard both of their kids worked for something they wanted. Cordelia had been spending her evenings in the backyard either hitting softballs off a tee or letting Curt or John pitch them to her.
“She tipped a ball to second last time she batted, but they got her at first.”
“Dang, I know she's got this, I can feel it.” John nearly jumped out of his skin as the ding of the bat sounded and Cordelia sent the ball flying into the outfield taking off for first base.
“There ya go! That’s my girl!” John jumped up cheering as Cordelia slid into third and the umpire called safe. Curt high fived her, he always coached third base.
“She's got your swing.” Gale massaged his shoulder, the five o’clock sun kissing John's face. His sun freckles were starting to become more prominent across the bridge of his nose.
“She actually came to me asking for advice on her swing!”
“I saw you guys working on it again last night. Oh and she's got your speed,” Gale pointed as the next girl hit the ball and Cordelia took off for home plate.
“Ayyyy!” John jumped up as she ran across home plate and the other girl got to first, “Five to five!”
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Gale yawned as he checked his watch, “It’s almost bedtime, Peanut. Why don’t you go upstairs and start getting ready for bed.”
“Okay, don’t be late for story time.” Flynn got up from where she had been snuggled into Gale.
“Wouldn’t dream of it.”
“I’ll meet you upstairs. I'm gonna let the dogs out.” John kissed Gale's cheek, “Come on guys.” John got up with the big Great Dane and the little chihuahua following after him.
John let the dogs out and went into the kitchen grabbing a cup from the cupboard, “Hey, kiddo.” John hummed, glancing over at Cordelia as she came in.
“Can we talk after you guys read to Flynn?”
“Yeah, me and you or dad too?”
“Just us.”
“Okay, good job today, by the way.”
“Thanks, papa.”
John had tucked in Flynn and Chili and Scooby had gone off to bed with Gale. John came down the hall and knocked on Cordelia’s cracked open door.
“Come in,”
“Do you still wanna talk?”
“Yeah.”
John grabbed her desk chair and brought it over to the bed. Their cat, Moose jumped onto his lap the moment he was sat. “What’s up?”
“Well first I just wanted to say thank you for practicing with me. I’m still a little giddy over that hit. But I actually wanted to ask if we could talk about your uh…uhm comments at the game…?” Cordelia took her hair out of the clip and ran a hand through it nervously.
“Oh, do you want me to stop?” John felt his heart fall but he understood the whole being 13 and thinking your parents are lame thing.
“Yeah, I love you but it’s a little embarrassing sometimes. I asked Curt if he could talk to you but he said it would be better if I did it.”
John let out a sigh, “Uncle Curt is smarter than I remember.”
Cordelia let out a small chuckle, “No hard feelings Papa?”
“No hard feelings, love you kiddo.”
“Love you too.”
“She’s growing up too fast,” John shook his head, shutting the door behind him, “She asked me to keep my cheering more casual.”
“It’s okay we have a few more years with Flynn before she thinks we’re lame.” Gale peaked over his glasses to look at John.
“Flynn’s not allowed to grow up. I already told her that.” John flopped down on the bed next to Gale.
“I think we should stay at this age forever then too.”
“We’re gonna be vampires?”
“Totally.”
#masters of the air#mota#modern au#firehouse au#clegan#buck x bucky#john egan#gale cleven#curtis biddick#ken lemmons#cordelia cleven (OC)#flynn cleven (OC)
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Somewhere only we know (Kendall Roy x reader) Chapter 2
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Chapter two summary: The reader arrives at college and gets closer to Kendall. There are new friends and new dynamics that seem to build between Kendall and her.
Authors Notes: Hey!! Thank you all for the love on the first chapter!! There is so much more coming! Also there’s smut in this chapter so please only read if you’re 18+! On another note everything I know about american colleges is from gilmore girls so if something isn’t accurate blame Amy Sherman-Palladino
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You meet your three roommates and they all seem really nice, but you know neither of them. Kendall has more luck in this department, he gets to share with Stewy Hosseini who he knows a little from his days at Buckley. You share with a girl called Laura who seems really nice and you instantly get along really well. She just moved here to study at Harvard. You talk while you unpack all of your stuff. You meet her mom, who seems kind but a bit stressed out and she meets your parents who came with you. After they leave you and your new roommates order some pizza. ”I heard of this super cool freshman party that’s happening in the other dorm, who wants to go with me?“ Ashley, your other roommate, asks and you and Laura agree to also check it out.
Finding Kendall is a bit of a challenge but you manage to meet him at the freshman party
”Kenny!“ you scream once you spot him. He turns and walks over to you with a brilliant smile as he shouts your name back and hugs you. ”How are you? How are your roommates?“ you ask and he tells you about Stewy. ”Ken this is my roommate Laura, Laura this is Kendall-" you begin to introduce them ”Roy!“ Laura says and glances quickly at you with a look that screams 'what the hell?' Kendall chuckles ”Yeah.“ he answers her before saying "Nice to meet you.“ she nods eagerly.
Later, when Kendall gets a drink she turns to you to say ”What the fuck? You know Kendall Roy? THE Kendall Roy? He’s basically famous!“ she rambles and you chuckle, you know that he’s not a stranger to the public, the press is interested in the kids of media mogul Logan Roy but to you he’s always been Kenny.
”Yeah, he’s a friend.“ you answer simply with a shrug. "Fuck, he’s hot.“ Laura says watching Kendall walk back over to you. ”Quick, does he have a girlfriend?“ she asks and you shake your head, no. You don’t know why her question makes you feel slightly weird.
The first weeks of class go over easy. You get closer with your roommates, who are thankfully really nice. You also see Kendall almost every day and that’s really great. You were already close before but now you are like Siamese twins.
You sit at a table outside with Kendall, Laura and Stewy, as you joke around with Kendall who sits next to you, you notice his friend eye you with a glint you can’t name in his eye. ”Are you sure there’s nothing going on between the two of you?“ he ask as he takes a bite of his lunch. ”Shut up.“ Kendall mumbles, Stewy had pestered him before when you weren’t there if you were a couple.
You roll your eyes at Stewys words but you blush a little because lately you had noticed how your heart would speed up whenever Kendall was near and how he made your stomach flutter when he hugged you or just looked at you with his big hazel eyes and big grin.
The next months seem to go by in a blink before it’s time to go home for Christmas. You missed your family even though you do well in college. ”And how are the Harvard boys?” Your aunt asks at the Christmas dinner. ”Oh, you know.“ you chuckle a little embarrassed, yeah there were a few guys that had flirted with you but you didn’t entertained them, really. Part of it might be because of your steadily growing crush on your best friend. ”How is Kendall?“ your mom asks instead and you tell them about what you two have been up to. You also tell them about Laura, who has become a close friend too and Stewy who you also really like. Kendall calls you in the morning of the 25th to wish you and your family a merry Christmas. You tell him that he’s invited to your parents New Year’s Party and you hear him let out a little sigh ”I would love to but I can’t, my father wants me here. He’s doing some deal at his New Year’s party and says it’s a good opportunity for me to learn.“ you are a little disappointed but there’s nothing you can do. You know how important the company is for the Roy’s and that Kendall hopes to become the CEO one day. So you tell him it’s okay and that you’ll see each other back in college anyway.
January comes soon and you’re all back on the Campus. Tonight there’s a party you’re friends dragged you to. You sit on a couch in some room. Kendall sits next to you and some girl is talking to him but he doesn’t seem too interested in what she’s telling him. His arm comes around to rest on the couch behind your head. It’s not in a flirty-sleazy way, it’s just that you’re comfortable with the other. The girl walks away at some point noticing that she won’t get far with Kendall. ”This party fucking sucks.“ Kendall says hiding his head into your neck and you chuckle. "We could dance?“ you suggest and Kendall answers with ”We could leave?“ while he sits up again and looks at you with pleading eyes and raised eyebrows. And how can you say no when he’s looking at you like this. ”Sure, where’d you wanna go?“ you shrug and he answers ”I don’t know let’s just walk.“
You walk around the campus for a bit, its comfortable. The air crisp, its January and it feels like it will snow soon. Your cold hands brush, Kendall takes your hand and puts it inside his coat pocket. You feel your cheeks warm and your heart jumps. ”Wanna go to my room?“ He asks after another minute and you go.
You talk for a moment but the air around you feels different, charged. Theres anticipation all around the room and you don’t know how this will play out.
You see Kendall glancing at your lips while you tell him some story that doesn’t matter. Your eyes drift down to his and when you look back up soon after his eyes hold something else. He clears his throat a little before leaning in. He seems a little unsure, so different from his normal confident self. You lean in too and when your lips meet you take a sharp inhale. His lips move perfectly in sinc with yours. You swear its the best kiss you ever had.
The kiss grows hungier and more feverish as his arms begin to wander, he pulls you impossibly closer. You feel his tongue on your lips and you open your mouth so he can slip his tongue into your mouth.
You two stop for a moment and Kendall let’s out a little laugh as his nose nudges yours. ”This is crazy, right?“ he asks and you open your eyes to meet his dark ones, they’re shining, he looks happy. ”Yeah, but who cares.“ you mumble before you kiss him again. His hands wander down your sides until they reach the hem of your shirt. You pull away for a moment to nod at him okay for him to take your top off. When he gets the piece of clothing off of you, he starts kissing down your neck and your hand grips his shirt. ”Okay, this needs to go.“ you say and Kendall leans back enough to take it off. Your hands feel up his bare chest, you had never touched him like this before. He feels good, strong. He guides you backwards until the back of your knees bump against his bed. He is on top of you as soon as you lie down. ”Wait, jeans.“ You get out between kisses and his hands start to fumble with your belt. Once you shimmy out of your pants, with his help, you see him go down slowly. He kisses up you thigh softly and you breath out, when you feel his breath against your core you have to stop your body from shivering. A moan leaves your lips when his mouth connects with you. It’s the best sound Kendall has ever heard and he would do everything to hear it again. You grab his hair once he starts licking, its almost too much. Your sounds grow louder and as much as Kendall doesn’t want to stop now, he needs to feel you. When he stops you let out a small whine but you see him rummage through his bedside table and pull out a condom,anticipation spreads through your whole body like a forrest fire. He kisses you again, deeply before asking ”Do you want this?“ You give him a small kiss before answering ”Yeah.“. You feel him line himself up against you and soon after you feel him stretch your walls. ”Oh god.“ You moan and he lets out a moan of his own as he enters you. His strokes are slow and you keep looking into the others eyes. Its almost too intimate. He grabs one of your hands and intertwines your fingers, your hands rest beside your head. You wrap your legs around him so he goes in deeper and your moans grow louder with each push of his hips. He takes on speed and you can feel yourself getting close. ”Ken im gonna..“ You can’t even finish your sentence before you let out another moan ”Yeah me- me too.“ Kendall says before he tells you ”Come for me“ and that takes you over the edge, your eyes roll back as the wave of pleasure hits your body. Feeling you clench around him is what brings Kendall his orgasm. He buries his head into your neck while coming down and you feel him leaving a few kisses there.
Afterwards you trace Kendall’s features with the tip of your finger and he thinks he would do everything to stop the time right then, to stay in this moment with you forever. ”I should probably go before Stewy comes back." You say as you reach for your underwear on his floor. He nods knowing you would never hear the end of it if Stewy knew about this. His heart flutters when he sees you reaching for his discarded shirt. You wore his jacket before, when you were out on the beach in the Hamptons and you got cold but this was different.
You pulled the fabric over your head - you took his shirt as a try to elongate this moment. Maybe as a kind of reminder that it had really happened and wasn’t just some daydream of the kind that seemed to happen more often these past months. You know you probably should talk about this at some point but the risk of getting your heart broken right now was too high for you to take it. That conversation could wait. Kendall put on his own underwear and got a new shirt. ”Breakfast tomorrow?“ he asked and you had to bite your lip as an attempt not to let your smile get too big. ”Yeah I’ll see you Kenny.“ he smiles back and you press a last kiss against his lips.
The next morning you walk with Laura towards the breakfast hall, you thought you wouldn’t be nervous about seeing Kendall but you are. What if he regrets last night? What if he doesn’t want to be your friend anymore? What if you fucked it all?
Kendall on the other hand can’t wait for you to step into the room. Thoughts of you have consumed his mind since you left his dorm room yesterday. He is only halfheartedly listening to whatever Stewy is talking about, his eyes darting towards the entry every few seconds. And he visibly lights up when he spots you, it’s so obvious that Stewy starts to snicker across from him. ”Hey Kenny.“ you say as you sit down next to you. He greets you back and you look at him he smiles at you then, and you know you worried about nothing. He’s still your Kendall. It’s like it’s always is but if you’d ask Stewy he would say you two seem extra lovey-dovey today.
It happens again a few weeks later, you and Kendall go to a concert together, just the two of you because even though you like to hang out with all your new friends you and Kendall sometimes need some alone time. And you and your best friend have a great time there, jumping screaming and laughing together. You scream the lyrics back at Kendall and in that moment he stops moving, just looking at you. You’re beautiful in that moment, a little sweaty and a bit tipsy but this moment seems so real that he can’t stop himself from reaching out for you. His hand catches yours and he pulls you closer in one swift movement. You look into the others eye for a second before you both go for the kiss. You decide then to leave the concert earlier, it’s the encore anyway, and head home to his dorm room. Luckily Stewy is out of town for the weekend, visiting home you think, but you also don’t care too much about where he is right now.
Due to Stewy not being there you stay with Kendall the whole night. It feels similar like when you snuck Kendall into your parents summer house. It’s just really easy with him. You sleep peacefully the whole night wrapped up in each others arms.
It’s around a month later and you have had slept together a few more times. You have thought about how you can tell Kendall what’s on your mind for the past days. You have to stop sleeping with him before you get seriously hurt. You know you’re falling in love with him and you can’t do this anymore. Having sex with your best friend was a bad idea from the beginning but you can’t continue before you two ruin what you have forever.
When you go around to his room, later that day and you feel that he’s about to kiss you, you know that this is the moment. ”Hey, hey Kenny I don’t think that’s a good idea.“
”Uh you’re serious?“ he asks and you roll your eyes ”Yeah Kendall. I am. Listen I can’t do this anymore, having sex I mean.“ he looks kind of lost at you then. He thought you two were on the way to becoming something serious. It wasn’t 'just sex' to him and his hearts hurts knowing it was to you. Wich isn’t true of course but he doesn’t know. ”Maybe we shouldn’t see each other alone fora bit.“ You say and he feels like crying ”How- how long?“ he asks and you shake your head ”I don’t know, Ken. Not for long.“
The next few weeks are tense, you still meet with Kendall with others are around but you haven’t seen him alone in two weeks. The longest time since you started college and it hurts you the same it hurts Kendall. He can’t even talk to Stewy about it, he still doesn’t know about you and him.
”Have you seen the girl Kendall is seeing?“ Laura asks you one day while you’re writing a paper. ”What?“ you ask her and she ”The girl Kendall is dating? Leighton? I bet he told you about it?“ she says and you have to swallow ”Oh yeah sorry.. yeah he did but no I haven’t met her yet.“ you lie while your heart is breaking. ”Well anyway I have a course with her… I think… well there’s this girl called Leighton and it’s not really the most common name but-" she ramble’s on and you wish she wouldn’t. ”And yeah she’s absolutely beautiful… like wow.. like model pretty.“ you have to swallow, of course she’s beautiful why would Kendall date you when he could date someone who’s being described as 'model pretty'. You keep it in, joke around with her but when time for dinner comes around you tell Laura that you don’t feel well and want to skip dinner tonight. You feel sick to your stomach. Of course you weren’t together and you have no right to be mad or even sad, Kendall has every right to date whoever he wants. But it still hurts you badly.
As you lay on your bed wallowing, you can’t help a few tears escaping from your eyes. You hear a knock on your door, thinking it’s just one of your roommates who forgot their keys you open it and regret it immediately. Kendall is standing in front of you. ”Hey, you okay?" He asks and his eyes are full of worry. Shit, why does he has to care so much. ”Yeah I’m, I’m okay just a stomach ache.“ you say but your best friend was always able to see right through you. He says your name in a soft voice. ”Shouldn’t you be with Leighton?“ you ask and something clicks in Kendall’s mind, he thinks it’s about him not telling you about her. He knows it had happened fast with him and her. A friend introduced him to Leighton, he was still heartbroken and not over you but she was kind and took his mind off of you for a while. He knew it probably wasn’t right to Leighton but he didn’t just use her as a distraction, he does wants to get to know her better.
”I’m so sorry. I know I should have told you about her but we didn’t really talk and I don’t know.“ and he seems genuinely sorry as he looks like a puppy that got yelled at so you have no choice but to accept his apology. Even if you weren’t upset about him not telling you. ”It’s okay.“ you say softly and he asks if you can hug. Hugging Kendall after these past weeks feels better than it should. He stays for the evening watching shitty movies with you and everything goes back to normal after this night. You also try very hard to get over him because if you can’t be with him you still need him as your best friend. That’s why you find yourself at a bar outside of the campus but still very close. You sit next to Stewy, who seems like he doesn’t really like Leighton, Laura sits at the end of the table and the two seats across from you are empty. The three of you are waiting for Kendall and his new girlfriend. Tonight is the night he wants to introduce you all and you didn’t have it in you to bail. Also you think Stewy knows about your feelings because he told you it would be like "ripping of a bandaid.". You see the door open and a really pretty girl with long brown hair comes in. Kendall walks in behind her, waving at you all as he spots your table. ”Here goes nothing.“ Stewy mutters before standing up to greet the new arrivals. ”Hey, I’m y/n.“ you smile at her and she smiles back ”Oh, yeah Kendall told me a lot about you!“ she tells you. ”Oh?“ you say and she smiles a genuine smile ”You’re his best friend right? The one he knew since he was a child?“ she asks and you say ”Yeah, that’s me.“ you smile.
She is actually really kind and funny and interesting. You like talking to her and Kendall seems happy with her.
So you just swallow your feelings, even though you still have feelings for Kendall but what’s the alternative? Fighting with him? Losing him as a friend? No, it will work this way. It has to.
And it does. Your friendship with Kendall turns back to the way it was before you started to sleep together. You were seeing each other alone again.
One day after a class, you were packing your stuff back into your bag after class, when a guy approaches you. ”Hey, you’re y/n, right?“ he asks and you smile and tell him yes. ”I’m Liam. I’ve wondered if you wanted to go out sometime?“ he asks and even though you’re a little surprised you say yes. He’s cute, he has dark curly hair and brown eyes. You can tell that he’s rich but dresses as if he isn’t. One date turns into two and then three and then you two see each other almost everyday. Well, at least the days you don’t spend with Kendall. At the beginning of spring you and Liam become official.
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˚₊‧꒰ა Cupid ໒꒱ ‧₊˚
☆ Omg first post on my page!! This is inspired by Fifty Fifty's Cupid. Sorry if it's too ooc, but I do appreciate feedback!! I envisioned a teenage Kyle will writing this also GN reader! 657 words ☆
☆ Now I'm so lonely (Lonely) Oh, I wish I'd find a lover that could hold me (Hold me) ☆
Kyle Broflovski has never had the best luck when it comes to love. From one sided relationships, to unrequited crushes, and especially having his relations being interfered with by Cartman. Out of his friend group, he just didn’t seem to be on Cupid’s good side. He would see couples all over South Park. Constantly reminding him of what he could never have. No matter how hard he tried, or how many times he put his feelings on the line, he would never receive the romance he sought after. No matter how many times they broke up, Stan would always have Wendy. Despite their past toxic relationship Cartman and Heidi were still an item, as they grew so did their understanding for each other. The only other single in the group was Kenny, regardless of his lack of a relationship, Kenny was beloved by many of the girls at school. Kenny still had past relationship experiences that overshadowed his, he would always pale in comparison. Kyle’s experiences made him decide to swear off love, his heart could not bare to go through the pain he has experienced. If he was worthy, love would find him one day. He still hoped for his special someone, it was an unconscious thought that always lingered in his mind. Kyle was a hopeless romantic, since his childhood he dreamt of having a love that was straight from a movie screen. Hearing childhood friends talking about their experiences made him realize he was missing out. He lied in bed at night tossing and turning over his conflicting thoughts. The loneliness he constantly felt was a curse, only being increased more and more by those around him. Kyle’s past still haunting him is what made him weary of love. Would he ever find his special someone? Could he give his all to his future partner? These thoughts consumed him yet made him only want to love more and more. Kyle stared at his ceiling as he thought of the past few weeks. The adventures he’s been on with his friends, the few weeks of peace at home, and the past days at school. As the memories raced in his mind there were a few that kept recurring. The new kid at school. South Park doesn’t see many new kids as most of the population doesn’t know of South Park. At first when Kyle’s mind had endless thoughts of you he chalked it up to you being new. After all, you and your family were the talk of the town. His family having had you over for a welcome dinner, him showing you around school, and the competing kids of South Park fighting over which group you’d eventually join. You were the reason his mind was on overtime. Kyle came to the realization that once again, he was in love. He, Kyle Broflovski, was in love with you. For days now his mind was plagued with thoughts of you. From the way your smile lit up a room, the way your voice made math equations sound like honey, your kind and caring demeanor. Kyle could go on and on about your qualities that draw him towards you. He had pushed his thoughts to the side due to fear, love made him feel stupid. Yet he has never felt like this, cheeks flushed so red they rivaled his hair, his heart pounding so hard it felt like a drum solo, a yearning to see you that won’t go away, even if he just saw you. Kyle knew he was showing symptoms of being in love, he decided he would give Cupid another chance. Kyle didn’t know if he was making a mistake, if he was going to make a fool of himself. Because you made it all worth it, Kyle would go to the ends of the Earth for you. He came to the conclusion that he was an utter fool, a fool just for you.
#kyle brovlofski#kyle broflovski x reader#kyle broflovski x y/n#x reader#x y/n#Kyle Broflovski fluff#south park#south park x reader#south park x you#south park x y/n#south park oneshots#south park fluff#fluff#south park headcanons#abwrites#5t4r1uv3rwrites#5t4r1uv3r
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AEW in Canada!?? KENNETH PLEASE COME HOME
#kenny come home the kids miss you#KENNY MISSING THE CANADA DEBUT WOULD BE SO SAD#kenny omega#aew#aew lb
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I m the volleyball req anon I’m gonna name myself red anon (bc I love ur version of red) I fell to my knees reading the mysterion fic n I will count the seconds for pt 2 I’m obsessed PLEASSDSEEE
Also wait that’s so cool u work at a tea shop what!! How is that like? Also omg u draw :00 what type of style/media do u use???
HIHIHI RED ANON I MISSED YOU (its been like four seconds without you, my castle is crumbling) + working at a tea shop is very lame tbh bc its not the cutesy ones, it's the nutrition teas and they're like 'we sell boba 😻💗😻😻😻🤯🤯🤯' while we literally don't - and i do ink painting and digital art 🤲
don't know her, pt. two || mysterion x fem reader
✮ summary: showing up early, you end up getting into trouble and accidentally reveal your identity to mysterion
✮ warnings: mentions of blood + guns (i put it on the first on too i think so people know what they're getting into 😻) and me being bad at writing fight scenes so i improvise
"Shit," I curse, pulling the now-ripped mask off, blood freely pouring from my nose. I had run into a potential robber, leading to him pulling out a gun. Obviously, I wasn't really hoping to get shot, so I handled it the best I could.
"Seven, what the fuck?" I whip around at the sound of Mysterion's voice, my knuckles up to my nose to stop the bleeding. "Y/n? What the fuck? What the fuck!" He shouts, looking to the passed out guy on the ground behind me.
"Hey, Mysterion, weather's nice tonight," I stall, not wanting to answer any questions. "Don't give me that shit, what the hell are you doing? Are you Seven? What the hell is wrong with you, you could've gotten hurt!" Jesus christ. "I don't know if you noticed, but I did get hurt. And it's pretty obvious that I'm Seven. Can you chill out, it's not that serious." I say, the bleeding from my nose slowly coming to a stop. He stands silently, covering his face with his hands before throwing them out to the side.
"Not that serious? Are you kidding me? Y/n what if you died? Is that a gun? Y/n, I swear to god, if you don't go home right now-" "Kenny, just shut the fuck up, I'm fine!"
Oopsies
"So you knew, then? You let me confess to you knowing it was me and knowing that I didn't know it was you? Do you know how much of a dick move that was, I was planning on-" Before he could go on for hours, I do the stupidest thing I could think of right now, and pull him into a kiss.
After a moment, he puts his hands on my waist, accepting the moment. My busted lip was the least of my concerns right now, pulling his dumbass hood off and letting my fingers run through his messy blonde hair.
"You still need to go home." He pulls back from the kiss, gently running his thumb over my split lip. "I'm not gonna let you stay here, you know that," he adds. I sigh, pushing his hand away. "Yeah, I know."
After a moment of silence, I look back at the guy, then back to Kenny. "I'm coming over tomorrow." He states, taking the torn mask out of my hand. "And I'm keeping this."
"I'll just get another one."
"I don't doubt that you will."
a/n: mullet kenny
#south park#x reader#south park imagines#south park fanfiction#south park x reader#kenny mccormick#kenny mccormick x reader#mysterion#mysterion x reader#give me reqs#this is also not proofread
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𝑥𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑡; 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡, ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑦 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡.
𝐀 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐓𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ⋆˙⊹
kenpachi zaraki x gn!reader.
request: @deerspringdreams asked: Happy hollidays!! I hope your cosplay events go smoothly! x3 For the event may I request "A single star tonight" for Kenpachi x gn!afab reader? it can be either sfw or nsfw | tw: manga spoilers. sweet scenario about a different new years eve without some of the most important people for him| wc: 477 | masterlist | taglist: @zella07 @jin-supremacy01 @stygianoir @alexkanroji
Him, the man that sometimes looks like a beast tonight points his nose to the skies. With his calloused hand around your waist, close, so close to his body he holds you tight.
It’s cold, but none of you care. A dark infinite mantle covered by many snowy clouds and the single shine of a star flickering above.
Feelings? What are those?
Those that build up on his eyes in wet reaction. He misses the little one that had accompanied him for who knows how many centuries. The way that tiny creature would be there day and night, the way she guided him to nowhere, the way her small hands approached him when he didn’t even have a name…
“She is still with you, Ken-chan… she is you” you whisper, placing your head on his shoulder.
The clock is about to hit 00:00 and with it, a new year begins. It’s true that for the Shinigami time goes by differently, but never once they miss the chance to celebrate a new year coming for the humanity they swear to protect.
“I know…” he sighs, touching Nozarashi’s hilt. It’s weird to see the Kenpachi be so emotional, but in his dark pupils the light of that single star shines bright.
But maybe, one isn’t enough. He misses both Yachiru…
“Are you cold?” he asks, pulling you even closer towards his whole anatomy. You nod, a simple “hum” escapes your mouth as if you were asking to melt with him.
He hums a little before moving, and then, when he does, he lifts you up in his arms. You weight the same as a feather for him, Kenny is incredibly strong. “You aren’t leaving me, right?” he asks, allowing himself to sound vulnerable around you.
“I will never, ever leave you… but if some day I do, I promise that you will find me in one star” you whisper, kissing the bridge of his deviated septum.
He looks at you, showing that under his tough appearance there is still a kid with a heart as big as his power.
“Happy new year, (Name)… let’s go inside before you freeze out here” he says, throwing you over his shoulder like a bag of potatoes. It makes you laugh; nobody can be so soft and violent at the same time like him.
“Happy new year, Ken-chan…” you whisper, seeing how he gives one last look at that single star shining in between dense snowy clouds before entering.
Inside, the warmth of your squad companions and your home awaits for you. Yumichika has prepared hot cocoa, while Ikkaku serves some cookies Ichika brought earlier today from Captain Kuchiki.
And while you sit on his lap, nested in between his legs, you take a look at that same star through the window…
“He will always be the strongest one, I promise ♡ ”.
© sashi-ya '23
#kenpachi#zaraki kenpachi#kenpachi x reader#zaraki kenpachi x reader#bleach#bleach x reader#bleach anime#bleach imagines#bleach fanfiction#bleach fanfic#bleach fanart#wano kuni
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The Ackerman Family
( // fluff headcanon // ) ( // AFAB // )
Summary: Everyone never expected THE Levi Ackerman to get married and have a family of 2 kids with you.
You were cooking and making lunch for your 3 year old daughter to pack with you, "are you excited to meet daddy?" Cooing down as your baby daughter was drawing and coloring on some papers right by the kitchen table, "dada!!" She exclaimed excitingly, giggling and eyes shining excited to see her daddy. Once you were done cooking for you and your 3 year old daughter, you started pumping out breast milk to baby bottles for you 8 months old baby who was soundly sleeping beside his big sister. Softly smiling st the sigh of your two children.
Once you successfully filled 2 bottles of your breast milk, you packed your things and headed out.
Since your husband Levi was the Captain of the Scouts of the Survey Corps, they offered you a personal carriage and a driver for when you want to go somewhere without heading there by foot, this was very useful when you visited Levi a couple times when you were pregnant of your 3 year old daughter, Kuchel.
When you were pregnant of your baby son Kenny, you didn't have the strength to visit Levi from time to time for having a 2nd baby was a lot harder than the first, sometimes Hange and Rico would visit you instead to help around cause sometimes Levi doesn't have time to come home, would sleep in his sleeping quarters sometimes.
"Ah Mrs Ackerman, need a lift?" The driver asked as he got down from his seat at front opening the carriage's door, "yes, to the HQ of Survey Corps please" "right away Mrs Ackerman" as your stuff was all inside the carriage, he closed the door shut, you closed the curtains inside as you slowly started feeling the carriage moving.
It took a few minutes reaching there, Kuchel was asleep on your left, her small head on your lap as Kenny in your arms, wide awake and alert, playing with your hair and holding the hem of your dress by the chest area, asking for his breast milk, "good thing I packed 2" you reached down carefully to grab the bottle without waking up Kuchel, once you handed the bottle to Kenny he began getting his fill as his baby face softens, enjoying his meal, "you look so much like your father" you whispered as you kissed his head and lightly boop his small but pointy nose, seeing he has the same nose as Levi.
Kuchel and Kenny has the features of the father while the skin complexion and the hair color is yours.
"We're here Mrs Ackerman" the driver faintly said outside as he opened the door, helping with the stuff, putting it inside the front doors of the HQ, you gave him your thanks before paying him, he bowed a little before heading back to his seat up front, parked somewhere so that when you need to come home, he's just there.
"(Y/n)?? Hey!!"
Hearing a familiar voice calling your name, seeing it was Hange, she had a bright smile on her face seeing her Godchildren, "Nini Hange!" Kuchel said as she made grabbing hands reaching for her, Hange picking her up twirling her around before lightly tickling her stomach, "you pretty little thing how are you?" "Good! I missed you Nini Hange"
"I missed you even more sugar!"
She lifted her head and walked towards you with Kuchel resting on her hip, cooing silently at baby Kenny drinking your breakfast, he was smiling through the bottle, having grabbing hands towards Hange's ponytail, "they've gotten so big! Time is moving way too fast" with a sad tone but happy as she kissed Kuchel's cheek before putting her down holding her hand, as she held your other hand, making her in between you two walking inside further, being met with the Mess Hall.
"I figure you prepared your own food?" She asked as you nodded showing her the bags of food she has cooked and packed, "I made you some rice balls and rolled egg Hange" she exclaimed hearing that as they sat down, you handed baby Kenny to her to hold for a while as you grab the food, hearing fake fart noises and cooing at Hange's side as cute innocent giggles was heard.
"Here you go" opening the bento box filled with delicious delicacies, Hange has her mouth drooling a little from the smell of everything in the bento box.
Going around the table to get baby Kenny as he's almost done drinking his breast milk, Hange happily thanked the food and digged in the delicacy, "hey there hot momma" you heard another familiar face seeing Nanaba greeting you and Hange who waved at her with her mouth full, "hello Nanaba, long time no see" she kneeled down and used her index finger to play a little with baby Kenny as he finished drinking his meal.
"They're getting big fast, gosh. It's been so long if feels" she said as she stood up and sat beside you as chatter was soon filling up the table you all sat in.
After some minutes past, lunch break was immense, seeing the young teenager cadets chattering and walking in, laughter, tired sighs, complaints, bickering. It filled the Mess Hall as others grabbed their trays of food as well.
"Hange, I'll be visiting my husband's office, where is it?"
She swallowed her food and gestures her hands as she spoke, "go down the hall, there's stairs leading to the higher ups offices, Levi's in at the end" she gave you a soft smile as you bid Hange and Nanaba a "see you later" and asked them to look after the other stuff you brought since you will come back there, they smiled and nodded giving you a thumbs up.
You carried Kenny on your right arm while holding onto Kuchel's hand, walking out of the Mess Hall down the hall way, saw there was stairs, your daughter went up first and you followed, glad it was only 1 flight of stairs, seeing familiar faces of people who're in the halls of the offices.
"(Y/n)?"
"Miche hello!" You took deep breathes in and out to steady your breathing, his stern eyes soften seeing the two kids, "is that Kuchel and Kenny?" He asked as he pointed at them, you giggled and nodded, seeing him staring at them a little, admiring how cute they look, "they really do like Levi" he softly says as Kenny was softly and lightly gripping Miche's index finger as he tried to poke him. "My husband has been talking about us?" He nods and sighs placing his hands on his hips, "tell me about it, when he's stress he takes his wallet out, finding the baby pictures of them and the photo of your wedding day"
Your heart softens as Miche spoke, you looked over your left of him to see a familiar figure, you smiled seeing his soft ebony hair, his clean undercut, the Wings of Freedom jacket as he spoke to Erwin, he looked at your direction nudging Levi to look behind him.
As he did, it felt like the world stopped for a second, seeing your beautiful face, later his eyes fell upon his children as Kuchel ran down the hallway reaching out for Levi's arms, he had a huge smile on his face, his previous serious stern look vanished seeing you and his children, once your daughter finally hugged Levi, he lifted her up before hugging her again, her small arms and legs wrapped around her father's neck and torso as she lightly kicked her feet in joy giggling happily, inhaling Levi's cologne that made her cough a little at the intensity of it, he chuckle lightly patting her back, she looked up to Erwin and waved at him, smile not leaving her lips.
"My love" you called out as you walked towards him as he did the same, he wrapped his arm around you holding Kuchel on his other, resting her on his hip as he kisses your forehead and caressing your head, he looks down and sees baby Kenny, "Da!" He huffs out a shocked gasps and smiles caressing his soft cheeks gently at the back of his index finger.
"I missed all of you"
"We know Levi, that's why we're here"
He chuckles kissing you on your lips as Kuchel giggled and kissed Levi on his cheek, you pulled away as you kissed Kuchel on the cheek and Levi did the same, kissing baby Kenny too.
"Captain Levi" hearing Erwin say as he turned around and his face was back to being serious but not cold nor stern, "you can have the rest of the day off, be with your family, but I'm still going to need that report done tonight"
"Tch, of course, don't worry I already started it before you entered my office"
Erwin chuckles and smiles as he patted Levi's shoulder before walking away with Miche. Leaving only you, Levi and your kids alone in the halls, he walks you inside his office, giving baby Kenny to him as you stretched your muscles, sighing of relief.
Kuchel sat on Levi's chair spinning it around as she made noises, making herself feel like she's flying, baby Kenny was holding onto Levi's cravat, chewing on it a little on his mouth, making it soaked a little, you lightly laughed at the gesture as Levi sighs and removes his cravat and lets his baby boy play with it a little.
"As he eaten?"
You nodded, "yeah, he started at the carriage on the way here, nudging my boobs that he wanted to eat" Levi nods as he caresses the soft hair on Kenny seeing Kuchel grew tired of his chair, "Dad! Can I grab some paper?"
"Of course baby, on the second drawer" he gestured as Kuchel followed and opened it to see papers and pencils, she took some out and started drawing, as she hums away in a sweet tone. Baby Kenny dropped Levi's cravat as you picked it up and gave it back to him as he toyed with it again, "how long are you all planning to stay here?"
"Well, Erwin gave you the rest of the day off, but that report he said"
"Don't worry about that, can you stay the night?"
"My love your bed can only fit me and you"
"No worries I can sleep in the sofa out here in my office as you 3 sleep there"
"Or, maybe Hange can take care of our kids, she's their Godmother after all. She was exploding with joy when she saw us arrive"
"Tch, I bet she was nosey too"
"Haha she was"
Levi sat down on the sofa, gently settling Kenny down the soft mattress and let him sleep, hugging his cravat tightly in his arms, he kissed him on his soft cheeks, caressing his head, you stared at his face, seeing the tired eyes of his has gotten more tired, "my love you need rest" you softly say as you cupped his cheeks, he sighs closing his eyes leaning against your touch, he softly holds your hand and kissed your palm, he nodded as his sliver blue iris stares back at yours.
You later both leaned in, foreheads resting at each other, pulling away and kisses his forehead, his nose, his eyes, his lips, his chin, and his cheeks. "Mumma does that to me all the time daddy" you chuckled looking back at your daughter as she smiles innocently st the both of you, "really?" He asked as he sees her daughter nodding, "she would say she misses doing it to you, so often does it to me before night night"
"That's true, when I was pregnant for Kenny, I was loosing strength, but I held on, remembering Kuchel and kiss her features like how I do to you all the time before"
"I wish I was a better husband, a better father"
"Levi, not in front of the kids" you softly say as you lightly brush your thumb on his bottom lip to stop talking. He sighs and nods, he got up and softly carried Kenny, as he swifts a little and got comfortable in his father's arms, "let's let Hange take care of these two, I want you to stay the night" he softly says, you nodding smiling at him, kissing his cheeks before calling Kuchel, she holds the paper of her drawing, folding it in her hands and carried it with her. Grabbing her father's hand, walking out of his office and later to Hange's office, seeing she was already there with Moblit by her side.
"Oi Hange!"
"Levi! Oh and my Godchildren!" She exclaims in happiness as Kuchel jogged towards her, showing her the drawing she did, as they chattered, Levi told Hange about if she's okay with taking care of their kids for the time being, she of course agreed, her bed was big enough for the 3 of them to sleep in.
Minutes passed and the stuff you brought with you was placed on Hange's sleeping quarters.
Levi was now alone with you in the Mess Hall, a little music player in your hands as you clicked play, he turned around to hear the music playing, it was the song of your wedding day, hopes that he still remembers the dance moves you two danced.
"Do you still remember my love?"
"Of course, it's hard for me to forget that day"
You giggled and placed the mini music player on the table, seeing that no cadets was present there, you reached out your hand, asking him for a dance.
He chuckles and holds your hand gently, his arm snaking around your waist, hand holding each other, fingers lightly intertwined. You stared at him as he stared down at you, leaning to rest your head on his chest, feeling his rushing heartbeat, "all these years and I can still get your heart racing"
"Hah, I can't help it, you're my wife, the mother of my children. I thank God everyday for you, for Kuchel and Kenny"
"I love you"
"I love you more"
( // a/n: hey guys listen to this song while reading if you want hehe // )
As you both sway to the music, later the song sang, "kiss me once, and kiss me twice and kiss me once again" Levi leaned out and followed the beat of that lyrics, which made you giggled, both arms wrapped around his torso as he holds you by the shoulders, kissing your forehead.
"How I miss this" he softly whispers, he looks down at you; nodding cupping his cheeks, leaning up and kiss his lips fully, kissing him again and again before pulling away, never getting tired of his soft cherry lips on yours.
As they were dancing to the song, there was cadets walking by, but stopped when they saw it was their Captain dancing with a woman, "hey is that--" "Eren!" A young woman's voice pulling him away and whisper shouted at him to stay quite to not disturb you both, "but that was Captain Levi--" "shh!"
"Who's the woman though?"
"None of our business Eren, we don't want to get in trouble with Captain Levi! Want to polish his floors again?!"
"No!" Eren immediately declines as she shakes his head, they peaked slightly to the edge of the doors, eyeing Levi's silver wedding ring, and yours with the engagement ring he gave you, "that's Captain Levi's wife--" "shhhh!!" The young girl decided to drag him away as they finally left you two to be alone.
The song was ending soon as you felt sleepy, you yawned on Levi's shoulder, "you need to rest my love"
"Not until you lay with me" you tired say as he chuckles nodding.
Levi held you in his arms as he grabbed the mini music player, keeping it in his hand before walking towards his sleeping quarters.
Upon walking inside, he helps you take your dress off, remove your boots he helps you get into your pajamas, it was the one you still had before when you first slept and lived in his sleeping quarters, only moved out cause you got pregnant of Kuchel.
Levi stayed in the bed with you, holding your hand with his left as he uses his right to finish writing the report, as he finished he lets go of your hand, kissing your temple before whispering, "I'll submit these paper to Erwin love"
Before he could get up you softly grabbed his wrist, "give it to him tomorrow love, don't leave please" you tiredly begged him, your eyes was closed still and pouted your lips he sighs and smiles a little before nodding, putting the papers neatly on the bedside table on his right, before blowing off the candle.
He spoons you up in his embrace, you tiredly smile inhaling his scent which relaxes you, hugging his toned torso, face buried in his chests, he used his left arm and tuck it under his head as his right wrapped around your waist, kissing your forehead, combing your hair in a soothing patterned which made you fall asleep right away.
Even though he has Insomnia, with you, Levi manages to get enough sleep from time to time, but that was only when you're there with him, if you weren't there with him, his sleeps was always awaken up when the clock strikes 5 or 6am for work.
This moment is precious to him, he promises to stay alive and come home alive, for he has a home to return to.
It's true he always thanks God above that he's blessed to have you, Kuchel and Kenny, wouldn't ask for anything else.
#levi ackerman#anime#aot fanfiction#attack on titan#attack on titan x reader#levi aot#levi x reader#shingeki no kyojin#levi fluff#aot fluff#anime fluff#oneshot#fluff oneshot#family#children#anime husbando#levi attack on titan#Levi is just the love of my life it hurts he ain't real!
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crossing a line (i)
doug remer/joe cooper (?) x gender neutral scolari!reader
wc: ~1.7k words
warnings: light swearing ig, (small & LEGAL) age gap but nothing really happens right now
a/n: this is not only my first time writing for BASEketball, but writing fics in a long time. so bear with me if my characterization is off in any way. and i havent fully figured out who im writing this about, so bear with me on that too! any feedback is appreciated!!
edit: part 2 here
As a teenager, you fell in love with living “out west” somewhere. Wisconsin was lovely, yes, but tales of California filled your eyes with stars. So, you made it your goal to reach The Golden State. At fifteen, you started to work after school, saving up money from your crappy cashier job to afford out-of-state schooling. You even took a gap year to secure enough money. Unfortunately, you couldn't afford a California lifestyle even on a scholarship and with your saved-up funds. Luckily, you had applied for backup schools in the northwest. You chose a school in Seattle because you heard it was nicer than the schools in Oregon that you applied to. And that's how you ended up moving to Washington for school. It had been a hard choice and an even harder goodbye with your brother.
Despite the six-year age gap you two shared, you and Kenny were really close. He, despite his short stature, was always the protective big brother, sometimes to an extreme. And as a kid, you found it overbearing, as an adult you mostly found it endearing. While you two had kept in contact over the years, you hadn't had a chance to see him in person since you left. At first, it was because school and work kept you busy plus you figured that after the sport he and some old friends of his created, he was pretty busy himself.
But, eventually, you stopped talking to him because you dropped out of school after about a year & a half. The expenses built up, you couldn’t keep up with the workload and it was stressing you out far more than it should, so you dropped out, mid-semester. And the fear of being shamed for that decision had made you never want to return to Wisconsin. You even stopped watching Beers’ games for awhile because even seeing your brother on TV made you feel guilty. You avoided calling him, but would always answer if he called you. When he asked about school, you lie, saying it was going great, but keeping it vague. And as much as you missed your brother, you didn’t want to have to face him. But, as luck would have it, he would call you after the season had ended and arranged your coming home. He’d brought you the plane ticket and told you that you were going to be on that plane. The excitement, fear and guilt you felt was indescribable. You were excited to see him because finally it would mean the Scolari’s were back together, but the fear of disappointing your brother was immense.
Kenny had picked you up from the airport and the two of you were driving back to his place. The trip was fairly quiet as part of you didn’t want to there, but everything else was quiet as well. The road, the radio, the wind. The silence felt awkward to you, but you just telling yourself that your brother didn't notice it.
“By the way, I forgot to tell Coop and Remer you’re coming...” He explained, flashing his eyes over to you. Your eyes widened a little, recalling the names and the people attached to them. You were eleven the last time you saw them in person, but of course, you watched Beers games all the time.
When you last saw Airman and Sir Swish, It was your brother's high school graduation. You were standing with your brother when the two came over, calling Kenny ‘Squeak’. You laughed at the nickname. Your brother shot you a disappointed look. You apologized as the two men then turned their attention to you. Coop would be the first one to say something,
“So, Squeak here’s your brother?” You nodded, with a smile. Coop, you noted, had blue eyes, something you always wanted because you thought they were cool. Remer, whos hair was his most defining feature, then butted in,
“What’s it like having ol’ Squeak here as your brother?” Kenny rolled his eyes and tried to pull you away from the conversation. But you, the stubborn kid you were, refused to move. At the time, high schoolers were so immensely cool to you. You would answer any question they had for you.
“Kenny is so cool. He’s always telling me cool facts. Like, uhm, did you know the president was in a movie?!” You beamed. It's true that you thought the world of the brother, and you said what you meant in good faith but the two older boys started laughing. Once again, your brother tugged at your arm, signalling he wanted to leave.
“If you guys are gonna be assholes, I’m leaving.” Kenny snapped. Coop and Remer minimized their laughing. Remer then patted your head lovingly, and smiled,
“You’re a good one, kid. You want a cool nickname like your brother here?” You were star struck at the offer and excitedly nodded yes. High schoolers were cool after all. Your brother was protesting but you didn’t care. The two teens looked at you for a moment before Remer spoke again,
“How about Pip. As in Pipsqueak?”
“Nah dude, that's too close to Squeak.” Coop gestured to your brother.
“Thats the point dude.” Remer rebutted. Coop was about to argue back when you spoke up, saying you really liked it. Kenny, Coop and Remer all shared a glance.
“Well then, nice meeting you Pip.”
“You think they’d remember me?” You question after a moment. Kenny shrugs his shoulders as he pulls into a driveway for his shared house.
“Guess we’ll see.” He opens the door and gets out of the car. You follow suit and walk back to the car’s trunk where your luggage is. Ken unlocks the trunk, but as you go to grab your luggage, he hits your hand away. You nod and offer a quick thanks as he pulls them out. You look at the house, taking it in. It’s nothing spectacular but it’s certainly larger than any home you’ve been in. Above the garage is a hoop, presumably for baseketball games between the three men who reside in the home. You’ve fallen behind your brother who’s now waiting on the doorstep, luggage next to him with keys in hand. You rush over to him and watch as he unlocks the door.
It swings open revealing a fairly large and nice room. Guess basketball was more profitable than you first thought. Directly to your right is a living room with a TV, a couch and a small coffee table. It was messy; beer cans scattered across the floor, what was likely day-old dishes on the table. A dust-covered VCR next to a pile of VHS tapes. The living room was clearly lived in, but the kitchen directly ahead of you was a different story; it looked unused. As much as you disagreed with stereotypes, three men living alone having a clean kitchen didn't strike you as odd. Your brother sighed in relief, seemingly glad his roommates-slash-friends-slash teammates were MIA. You pulled your luggage inside across the threshold as you took in the new environment.
“You’re staying in my room. No arguing about it!” You jokingly pouted but nodded. Kenny guided you to his room. It was down a small hallway. When he opened the door, you saw it was fairly basic. He had a few honours from his ongoing career as a professional baseketball star and some photos of the family scattered around, but it was otherwise unimpressive. You threw the luggage on the bed and trying to decide if you wanted to unpack it when a voice from behind startled you.
“Holy shit!” You hadn’t expected to recognize it as easily as you did. You were greeted by the tall and lanky Doug Remer. Of course, you’ve seen him on TV since you watch a lot of Beers' games, but he looked different than your memories. It was like he was a new person somehow. Maybe it was the height, something which once was very noticeable between the two of you, but now so much. There was something just…different, and not in a bad way either. You offered a small wave to the man who gave a huge smile in return.
“Lil Pip, all grown up.” You joked. It was surprising, but the familiarity of being back with him was comforting. It was another reminder of a past you missed. Remer just stood there unsure of what to say. You offered a smile to Doug, and he replied with two finger guns. You giggled before Kenny, quickly butted in,
“Remer, if you try anything, I’ll make sure you regret it.” Always the defensive brother. You scoffed, rolling your eyes. Of course, during one of your phone calls, you’d heard about the playboy that was Doug Remer. Kenny complained all the time about Remer hooking up with random chicks and even making out with a few guys a couple times. But you also knew that sometimes Kenny would embellish stories as a way of “protecting you”. Regardless, you figured Doug wasn’t stupid enough to pull anything with you, knowing how it would upset Kenny. And after all, any bad blood between the team was bad for the game. Remer, in response to your brother’s threat, raised his hands up defensively and walked off without saying another word.
“Ken, you didn’t need to do that. I promise I can handle myself.” You said after you were certain Doug was out of hearing range. Your brother apologized but you could still tell it was bugging him. Even though most of the time, the protective act was endearing, this was certainly not one of those times. As you pulled your luggage off the bed (you weren’t going to unpack, that was a lot of effort), you asked your brother a question,
“What would you do if I did hook up with him—or Coop?” It was mostly to see his reaction. It was a fun thought experiment. Kenny tensed up and responded with mostly stammering and confused tones. You laughed, both at the notion AND Kenny’s reaction, and you saw him relax instantly.
“Don’t worry, I’ll behave myself, Ken. Besides, he’s not even that good-looking.”
#baseketball#joe cooper x reader#doug remer x reader#trey parker#matt stone#matt stone x reader#trey parker x reader#joe cooper#doug remer#squeak scolari
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Looking Out For You
Pairing: Draken x Fem Reader
Summary: Being a girl in a gang is unusual in the readers conditions, but she uses that to her advantage, specifically in a fighting ring between gangs where she earns herself money, but also makes some enemies and when she thinks she’s done for, her friends come to save the day, Draken being the one to take care of her…
Warnings: Swearing, Male x Female fight, mentions of blood
Word Count: 3.6k
I DO NOT OWN THIS GIF:
“You gotta be kidding me!”
All of the guys at the fight were laughing hysterically whenever I stepped up, all of them pointing at me, some small girl, popping bubble gum with my hands in my pockets.
It looked like I was lost, but this exactly what I wanted.
“Who would bet on you, shorty?!” This guy was sure he had this fighting in the bag, poking my forehead to send me back some before going into stance, “I’m gonna get a whole lot of money out of this one.”
“Don’t go easy on me,” Pop went my bubble gum, shooting a smile as he ran after me.
All of these guys were so typical and easy to read. They were just street fighters, the crowd cheering him on as they thought he had the advantage:
“Show her who’s boss! Kick her little a-“
That boy threw his punch and it was so easy to dodge, raising up my knee and spinning to the side with my left, leaving the back of his head wide open for my right leg to shoot up and kick him in the head.
Silence fell as he dropped like a ton of bricks, knocked out cold, slumped murmurs falling out of his mouth with drool onto the concrete.
“What was that about kicking my ass?” I snickered, blowing another bubble, “Didn’t even lose any flavor in this gum yet!”
“Wha- Did she just knock him out?!”
They were all flabbergasted, meanwhile I was smiling, eyes locking onto my next contestant.
“You got lucky! But that won’t work on me, girly!”
Some shaved head idiot started raging toward me and right as he approached me, one kick up right under the chin.
He was tougher than the last guy, that one didn’t knock him out, but it wasn’t done just yet, smashing his head with an elbow and that one did the trick, having him falling to the ground just like his friend.
“Anyone here actually gonna give me a challenge?”
Looking around, all of the guys here we frozen, jaws on the ground with all eyes on me.
“No?” I popped my gum again, shaking my head, “What a shame. Make sure you’re all ready for next time. You haven’t seen the last of me!”
This was such an easy game. Considering my mother worked all night long and still didn’t make much money, I fought in these little tournaments between gangs to earn some money.
No one would ever bet on me because I was the only girl who would stepped up to a man, let alone gang members too.
I was a member of the Tokyo Majin Gang, but I rarely showed my face, so I was a mere stranger to everyone.
But I had a friend on the inside. He’d bet the money, I win the fights, we split the profit and we both get good money from it.
“You never fail, Y/N! Look how much yen we got this time!”
Heading over with Joko down the alley we always took home, he sure had a bright smile on his face and it went right onto mine.
“Oh hell yeah!” I smiled, taking my half, “Just imagine all cash we’ll get if we keep it up!”
“No kidding, sis!” He laughed, cheering as he skipped down the alley, but suddenly coming to a halt as he stumbled into a tall stature.
“Oh, hey Draken,” I nodded up at him, but his face was as stone cold as ever. Something told me that he wasn’t happy with me.
“Excuse me! I’m so sorry, sir!” Joko immediately bowed his head and kept posture.
I was close to Draken, so I didn’t bother, but did stay still whenever Draken commanded to Joko:
“You go on ahead home. Y/N and I need to have a talk. I’ll walk her home.”
“Yes, sir!” Joko bowed once more before waving to me and running off.
“Aww, Kenny. If you missed me that’s all you had to say,” I giggled, joining his side as we began our walk.
“What did I tell you about calling me that?!” He growled, making me laugh more:
“Don’t be so serious, my man! Anywho, what we do we need to talk about?”
“You can wait till we get to your place,” He murmured, hands in his pockets and following me along.
That wasn’t a good sign. Was something happening with the gang that I needed to know about?
Regardless, during our walk I prepared myself. Thank goodness my mother left already, heading in and getting us two colas , sliding on to him over the counter.
“So, we’re here. What’s the deal?” Some cola eased my nerves a bit, and finally Draken spoke his mind:
“So, why do I still keep hearing about a some short girl, who likes to pop bubble gum, showing up at gang fights for money?”
“Uhhh-,” I giggled softly, sipping my cola and clearly lying, “I have no idea! She sounds dangerous.”
“What did I tell you about fighting in those little rings, huh?” Draken wasn’t messing around this time.
Just great.
“That’s what this is about, man?” Why was he so worried about this?! “You know that I’m a taijutsu master! Those guys are so easy to beat! It’s easy money that I put towards the gang and take care of myself with. You know I don’t have it easy, Draken!”
“I get that, but it’s dangerous,” He glared deep into my eyes, he seriously didn’t want me doing this and I already knew why, “You’re a-“
“Girl?” I shot an intense glare right back at him. I hated whenever someone told me not to do something because I’m a girl. It’s such bullshit.
“And one of these days, you’re gonna run into a big dude that you might not take down!” Draken slammed his hands on the counter, already towering over me and that made him feel even bigger, “Or you’re gonna piss them off so bad that they’re going it try and jump you!”
“Like that’ll happen!” I slammed my hands down right in front of him and attempted to size him up, “I get why you worry, but come on! You’ve seen me fight!”
“For fucks sake, Y/N! What would you do if one day those guys get you alone, huh? And you have to fight a whole group of them without Joko or someone else with you? Tell me!”
His scenario did make me think and I truly didn’t know what I would do. Even my cockiness wouldn’t kick in while thinking about it.
“Listen,” Draken sighed deeply, trying to settle the tension between us, “I just want you to be careful, okay? You’re fighting between multiple gangs and I don’t want this to turn into a big issues when it’s stupid.”
Again, I just stayed quiet. I guess there were other ways I could earn myself some money, but fighting is one thing I’ve always known and it was the easiest route.
Coming around the counter, he placed his hand on my shoulder, looking down into my eyes:
“Do you at least understand where I’m coming from?”
“Yeah, I understand,” I whispered softly, staring at the floor till his fingertips lifted my chin so our gaze reconnected:
“I know you can kick ass, Y/N. You are a badass, you just can’t be so reckless.”
“Aww,” I couldn’t stand the seriousness anymore, getting him tongue tied when I twirled the strand of blonde hair in his face, “Who knew you were such a big softy.”
“Softly?! How dare you!” He growled, swatting my hand away, making me laugh more:
“Chill, man! You’re blushing, by the way.”
“Blushing?!” That only made his face more red and I held my stomach from laughing so much!
“It’s kinda cute though,” I just had to keep poking at him, till he booped my forehead:
“Whatever. I’ll see you later, shorty.”
“No hug goodbye? How rude!” I teased, thinking I’d get a cold shoulder, till he wrapped one arm around my shoulder and side hugged me:
“There? Happy now?”
That made me smile, I don’t think I’ve ever seen Draken hug anyone, let alone me!
“Yeah,” I smiled softly, stopping him before he walked out of the door, “And hey, I promise I’ll call it quits with the fighting ring for a while You did make a good point.”
“I always do,” He smiled softly, looking away for a moment thinking, and he made me smile even more, “Tomorrow the guys and I are gonna go for a ride and do some talking. Tag along, I know that bike of yours can ride.”
“Faster than yours,” I giggled, left smiling as he rolled his eyes, shutting the door:
“Whatever you say, shorty!”
*the next day*
Today was as typical as any other. School was easy, I went to taijutsu practice after and on the way out, I got the text to meet up so we could have some fun racing before the meeting.
I wasn’t paying attention while walking out the back door into the parking lot, sending Draken a text that I was leaving practice, but my head jumped up as I heard metal crashing.
My bike! That asshole I knocked out yesterday was smashing it with a bat!
“You dick!” I yelled at him, charging right for him till I felt someone grab me by the hair.
“What do you think you’re doing, huh?! Haha!”
The other guy I knocked out too?! I quickly grabbed his wrist, pulling his arm down and elbowing him in the joint as hard as I could.
That was enough to make him let go, backing away quickly to see that I was surrounded. That guy and all of his buddies were here.
Shit, this was bad. Very bad. To think Draken was right about this.
“You think we were just gonna let you off the hook after the stunt you pulled yesterday, huh?”
This was the first time in a long time I had to take my fighting stance in a real fight. I was surrounded, all of them closing in on me.
In that moment, I thought of what Draken said, what was I gonna do?
Looking around the circle, I was left with only one option. I picked out the smallest guy and punched his lights out to kick off the fight:
“I don’t go down easy! Bring it on, bitches!”
It’s been a while since I’ve been in a situation like this, but I didn’t go down without a fight. I actually took out a good bit of them.
It was just so hard to watch my back, that being the one disadvantage when I felt my hair get gripped up tight.
The grip left a burn in my scalp, but I wasn’t giving up, trying to kick the one guys away, but he kicked my knee out then kneed me right in the ribs.
That instantly knocked all of the wind out of me, about coughing up a lung, eyes heavy and head woozy whenever he picked my head up by the hair again:
“Told ya we’d teach you a lesson! Coming to our fight club and thinking you own the place!”
A punch right to my gut made me collapse, but he kept me up by the hair. All I could try to do in that moment was breathe, but the sound of motorcycle engines caught my attention.
Tires screeching made everyone come to a halt, hearing from behind me:
“Y/N!!”
Baji?
“You get your damn hands off of her!”
There was Draken right in front of me and he sent that dude into another atmosphere with just one punch.
Finally, I was let go and I fell to the concrete, curled up into a ball, coughing and heavily panting. Those punches and knee strikes were so strong I still couldn’t breathe right.
“Wait? She’s with the Tokyo Majin Gang?!”
That sure took them all by surprise. Glancing upward briefly, Draken, Baji, and Mikey were kicking all of their asses.
“Hey, Y/N! You gotta breathe! Don’t worry, I got you,” Mitsuya scooped me up in his arms softly and I tried my best.
Along with his coaching, I was finally breathing right, but damn did I feel like crap.
“You listen to me!” Everyone stopped what they were doing, all of those guys beat up and on the ground while Draken had their leader by the shirt.
I’ve never seen Draken so intimidating and terrifying before, that guy about pissing himself, shaking in fear as Draken growled in his face:
“If you ever even come near her again, it’ll be the last thing you ever do!”
“Now, fuck off!” Baji made sure to get one last hit in, laughing while they all picked themselves off and ran for their lives.
“How is she?” Mikey was the next to come over and I hated that they had to see me like this.
This was the first time someone managed to put me down in a brawl, attempting to stand up as I groaned:
“I-I’m fine.”
The moment I stood up, I collapsed again, but Draken was there, holding me in his arms:
“No you’re not, Y/N. You got a bloody lip and all.”
“And they destroyed your bike?” Mitsuya observed, and I was defeated, just laying my head against Draken’s chest:
“I have no idea how they found out where the dojo is. They completely blindsided me.”
“Baji, Mitsuya! Take care of her bike. I’m gonna take her home.”
“On it,” Mitsuya and Baji both came to my sides, helping me up to my feet.
“Don’t worry, I can hang on to your bike,” Holding my stomach, I limped alongside Draken, making sure to thank them all, “You guys really came in the Knick of time huh?”
“We planned on meeting up here after all, it’s a good racing start,” Mitsuya informed me, “Good thing we came when we did.”
“You know we always have your back, sis,” Baji smiled softly, Mikey smiling at me too:
“Always.”
“Thanks guys,” I said softly, head down as I went to Draken’s bike.
“You sure you’ll be okay for the ride?” Draken was hesitant to hop on because of my condition, but I climbed right on and just nodded.
This pain was like burning in hell. I was clinging onto Draken for dear life during that ride and it wasn’t even five minutes.
I was so grateful that my mom worked nights, if I came home like this and she saw me? Dear goodness, she’d lose her shit.
When we walked in the door, I had my back turned, ready to take care of myself alone, telling Draken:
“Thanks for bringing me home. I’ll take care of myself, I promise.”
“Y/N,” He sighed, shaking his head, “You can’t even walk.”
“Barely, but I’m still walking,” I went to take another step forward, but Draken shut and locked the door, coming and scooping me softly.
“You got anything to clean that cut?” He asked, taking me to my room and sitting me on the bed softly.
“Bathroom on the shelf,” I whispered softly, sitting there trying to hold back tears from how my ribs hurt.
I was so pissed that I allowed this to happen to me, that Draken was right about the bad side to this fighting ring stuff.
I never lost a fight and the fact that they had to jump me? What cowards.
“Alright, I got some wraps for your ribs too. I can tell they’re banged up,” Draken came back to me, kneeling in front of me as I sat on the edge of the bed.
“No kidding, guess I’ll just get it over with,” I went to take the wraps, but I stopped as he instructed:
“Lift your shirt up. It’s gonna be hard to do yourself.”
“O-Oh, okay-“
Why was I so nervous all of a sudden? On top of that, it hurt like hell when I lifted my arms up, biting my lip to hide the cry trying to come out of me.
“Here,” Draken slipped my shirt off like it was nothing, leaving me in my sports bra and when he looked down at me, gosh my cheeks were hot.
“T-Thanks,” No one ever made me stutter like this, I hope I wasn’t being too awkward, but it was like nothing to him:
“You’re welcome. I’m gonna try to be as easy as I can. You should ice this too.”
Running his large hand across my side, his hands were soft, which surprised me a little, the both of us noticing the bruises forming on me already.
“Ready?” Draken looked up to me for assurance before wrapping up my ribs and I just nodded, sucking in a breath, eyes shut tight but it didn’t stop the tears.
Even when he was as gentle as possible, the stings and pains were a lot.
“Hey, all done. It’s okay,” My eyes were still closed, but I felt his thumb wipe away the tears running down my cheeks.
“I’m sorry, Draken,” I cried softly, wiping the rest of my tears, “I should’ve have listened to you. I tried to fight, but there was just too many of them. I would’ve been dead if it weren’t for you and the guys.”
“It’s not your fault those guys are a bunch of punks,” Draken sighed, trying to help just because I was crying but I shook my head:
“You told me to stop fighting before something like this happened and I didn’t listen. I’m so stupid!”
“Listen, all that matters is that, we got you out of that fight,” When I felt him holding the side of my face, I finally looked him in the eyes, his gaze settling me along with his deepening voice, “There’s nothing we can do to change it, but it’s all gonna be alright.”
Nodding softly, I whispered softly, “Thanks again, Draken. I don’t think I can thank you guys enough.”
“Like Baji and Mikey said, we always have your back. Always.”
That put a small smile on my face and it was nice to get a smile back from him. It made all of the bad emotions start to drift away.
“Need anything else? Don’t worry about the little meeting. We can handle it another time,” I was so appreciative of him taking care of me and I did want to ask him something, but I was so nervous.
I always had the, fuck it, mentality, so I went ahead and asked softly:
“Do you mind s-staying the night?”
“Your moms not gonna get pissed, is she?”
Wait, he’s cool with it? That about made my eyes pop out of my head, snapping out of it a bit to reply:
“She crashes in her room as soon as she comes home. Literally always. I’m not worried about it. It’s just-“
“Just what?” No one’s ever seen me like this and I think that’s why Draken was being so understanding, extremely hard to get off my chest:
“That was the first time in my life I think, that I was truly scared. You know how some of these gangs are and what they do to girls. Let alone one who kicked their asses.”
“Now, you know I’d never let anything like that happen to you,” He assured, hugging me softly as he stood up, “Let’s get you laid down, you need to relax.”
That I surely agreed on, fixing my pillows and laying back as softly as I could, groaning through some pain, but relaxation waved over me as Draken turned off the lights, trying not to watch him too much as he tossed off his shirt, left in his tank top and shorts, definitely not admiring his tall, muscular stature.
He got into bed next to me as softly as he could, but the little bounce from his weight made my head hurt more, and he noticed how hard I closed my eyes.
“I’m sor-“
“It’s alright,” I cooed quickly, fixing my hair, “That guy about ripped my hair out and it still hurts.”
Everything came to a sudden halt, the pain I was feeling, my heart, time almost, whenever Draken scooted closer to me, kissing the top of my head softly.
“Hair pulling is such a bitch move.”
I went to speak, but nothing came out, my heart going double time as pet the top of my head softly, slicking my hair back.
“You alright?”
Sometimes he was so oblivious to others feelings, and I managed to get something out when I whispered:
“Is it okay if I tell you something?”
“What’s up?”
Again, completely oblivious. Hopefully, my actions made things more clear as I took his arm that was close to me, placing it over me softly, fighting tears again as I admitted to him:
“I feel so safe with you. Like nothing could ever hurt me.”
“That’s because you are,” Another kiss, but on my forehead, made those tears happy ones, feeling the drowsiness guiding me to sleep along with his whisper: “I’ll always protect you, Y/N.”
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