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Canada and Italy's reaction to s/o who's a thief.
Matthew Williams, Feliciano Vargas, Heracles Karpusi and Sadik Adnan with Thief S/O
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A/N: I added Greek and Turkey in this headcanon since I haven't updated any Headcanons for a long time. I hope you don't mind anon, I like to give a little bit of Bonus.
Gender: Neutral
Warning: ANGST at Canada and Italy
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Matthew Williams
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I do not want to upset you or try to make you feel bad because you are a thief but I don't think he can fully support you if you are working as a criminal.
He was a little bit upset because I can see that he doesn't like this kind of job, especially if you steal just for the adrenaline and stealing not because you are tight on money.
He would be more understanding and less upset if you are a thief because you have a hard financial situation. He would still feel upset that you steal but he would not be angry because he would be glad to help you.
When I said help. I don't mean he would help you steal but I think he would help you by lending you some cash if you are in a difficult situation.
Other than landing you some cash. I would also think he would give you some idea to start a business, especially if that business is environment friendly or the typical business that tries to save the environment from poachers and illegal loggers
However, if you are a thief because you just want to have fun and have some kind of adrenaline. I think he would be more disappointed with you.
He wouldn't hate you nor break up with you but I do think that he would try to make you go on the right path and stop you from your job as a thief.
I mean Matthew is Alfred's brother. Even though he does not have a dream to become hero and become as badass as Captain America or Superman. I still think he hates crimes.
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A sound of footstep could be heard by your ears as the sound was getting louder and louder. The glint in your eyes instantly lightened as you stepped out from the window sill, carefully taking out the plastic bag in your hand. Inside the plastic bags are several golds you got from the tiny save box inside the wardrobe.
Closing the window sill, your steps hurried off to get down from the downstairs as the corner of your lips curved upwards, excited with everything you have gotten from the rich old lady. Those gold necklaces, rings and bracelets could help you with the finances of your siblings and parents, they haven't eaten anything this week.
Closing the plastic bag, you began to hurry off and run up to your house until the sound of siren police getting louder, 'Damn it! That lady must have called the police for her missing golds! I need to run faster!' You ran faster.
However, even if you run faster and jump over the metallic fence that was blocking your path to escape. A stinging and electrifying sensation shot through your back. It was really painful as you scream at it. Falling off, you couldn't move your body at all even though you're aware with your surrounding.
"FREEZE!" One of the cop raises his gun.
"YOU ARE UNDER ARREST FOR STEALING!" Another cop shout.
"M-Maple?" Your eyes widened, hearing a familiar voice.
Trying to look or take a glimpse of the owner's voice, your eyes widened to see your boyfriend behind some police as there are also many witnesses there. They were pointing at you some of them looking at you with disgust or fear.
'M-Matthew..." You couldn't stand to see the disappointed glance that he has given to you.
"Ma'am. You have no right to speak. The lady saw you stole her golds. You have to remain silent," the cop with grey eyes spoke, carefully picking you up after the cop shoot you with their taser gun. Closing both of your eyes, you couldn't bare to see Matthew. You know he's disappointed and upset after knowing your secret that you are a thief.
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Feliciano Vargas
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I am sorry anon but his reaction if he has a Thief S/O. It made the gear in my head turn very tight but do not worry. I have some ideas for his reaction and one of them is a disappointment.
He is disappointed because he did not expect that your job is a thief and you like to steal things. Especially the things that you steal is something very expensive.
Like Gold, pieces of jewellery, money, cars, motorcycle, television and many things and you sold that expensive stuff at a higher price and sold it to pawnbrokers and secondhand dealers.
Unlike Matthew, I don't think he would be as understanding as Matthew even if the reason you steal is because of financial difficulty, he would still be disappointed.
That does not mean he would turn you to the police of course. He still loves you. He just with there is a way for you to change your way because he remember that time when he was in Turkey, his purse was stolen and he was traumatized by that.
Other than being disappointed, I can see that Feliciano is also curious about you as a thief. Mostly he is curious about what kind of goods you steal and which has the highest amount.
Other than the price of the goods, he would also be curious if you have ever gone to jail before. If yes, he would be curious about how long you served in the prison and how did you escape.
Mark my word, don't let him join in your stealing action because I am sure he will fail with the mission. He would definately get caught by the cops easily.
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Behind the glass of the shop, there is something glimmering underneath the warmth of the light as the stone are shining with a transparent and white colour. It was beautiful and magnetizing like a snake in the garden of Eden that lures Eve and Adam to eat the forbidden fruit. Along with the dust and the chipped part, the diamond necklace was owned by the old queen before she was beheaded. It was historical and expensive, selling this would be worth a lot.
An idea comes through your head as you take a picture of the necklace before sending the picture to the private group chat. "Guys, I have a mission. Let's steal this necklace and then sell it at a high price," you type it down before sending it to everyone. Everyone agrees, no questions were thrown at you. They were also mesmerized by the thousand diamonds that were attached to the necklace.
Putting your phone down, you were walking upstairs to get ready for tonight's mission together with your friends. Unknownbest to you, a brunette curl sticking out of the kitchen as the male Italian are walking over to the living room after he ate the handmade pasta. The beeping of the sound from your phone made his ears perked up as he trudges slowly over to your phone, opening them.
His once closed eyes are wide open as he sees the private chat between you and your friends as he sees the plan. He did not expect that his S/O is going to steal something very expensive as his eyes closed again. He cannot ignore this, he need to report it to someone, maybe to Ludwig or to Kiku.
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Several pairs of eyes stared at the diamond necklace in awe. They never see the diamond that are large as they decorated the whole necklace. One of your friends pulls out the key that she has stolen from the security as she smirks, jiggling it in front of you and the other's face, 'The guard is sleeping after the drug and the camera is already covered with the picture," she said, unlocking the glass.
However, as there was a clicking sound from the lock. The sound of a siren could be heard from outside of the building and everyone's eyes widened, surprised by the sudden siren voice. As you and the rest turn around, you found out that you and the rest are surrounded by the policeman.
From far away, you could see a curl sticking out until you notice the curl was familiar. Stepping out, it was your boyfriend Feliciano as his eyes looking at you with sadness.
"Bella/Bello.....why..." He whispered to himself as tears began striking down from the corner of his eyes.
"Feli.....I'm...." It feels like your throat getting tight, you couldn't say anything as if your mouth were glued together.
"The four of you are under arrest for stealing an attempt of the historical artefact from the year 1784. Step out and do not try to fight back," One of the cops said as he pulls out a cuff and a taser gun in case everyone tries to escape.
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Heracles Karpusi
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Again, the author is a little bit lost with Hercules's reaction if he has a thief S/O. Unlike Matthew and Feliciano, he doesn't really express what he feels but that doesn't mean he won't react at all.
I can see he is also as disappointed as Matthew and Feliciano but he won't be really dramatic about it. He would just let you be a thief instead of changing your way.
Not because he doesn't care but he doesn't want to force you at all and he believes that you already know what's right and what is wrong.
Heracles would be more understanding than Matthew but he would definitely try to stop you if you try to steal something when the two of you are going around.
He stops you not because he thinks what you did entirely wrong but more like he's worried if someone caught you and then tells or reports your stealing action to the cops.
If he sees you steal something and did not get caught, he would just take a deep breath and sigh, internally thinking 'Why did I let (Y/N). Oh yeah, it's because I love her' but not out loud as he gives you a slight judgemental stare.
He might have an attitude that he doesn't give zero fucks to anyone, even to Turkey who always tries to annoy him out of nowhere but I do believe he would help you out if you were caught by the police.
When I said help I mean if you do get caught by the police, he would pay the fee and the costs unless he thinks what you steal was something very life-threatening such as stealing other people's insulin shots for diabetic people. He would not help you out.
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Sitting on the stool with two cops standing beside you and a cuff on your hand. There are many eyes that are watching your every movements as some of those owners of those eyes whispering with each other, giving a squinted glance at you before they whisper something you cannot hear to their friends.
It is an occurrence for you to get talked to behind your back by those strangers, especially by the elderly people and the old cops. It's quite common that old people are more judgemental than younger people while younger people are more open-minded. However, you did not mind those judgemental stares. Their opinion does not matter at all.
You might be asking yourself, how did the cops caught you even though you are known for being sneaky like a fox? The answer is your own honest mistake that someone accidentally caught you in the act of stealing.
It was when you get inside of the small bank in your city, the guard wasn't aware that you got inside because they were sleepy even though they were standing and guarding the door. Without them noticing, you had slip a sleeping pill inside their drink and once they were sleeping. They were down.
Unknownbeast to you, there was a security camera in the corner of the room and that's how you got caught by the cops. You were not aware of the security camera on the corner of the room as you get inside to steal some cash as the cash is going to be used for feeding your family. They haven't ear more than two days.
"Mister/Miss (Y/N). Someone wants to see you," the old cop said, opening the door and stepping aside.
"Who is it?" You ask the old man.
"I don't know... he only told me he needs to see you," he walks away.
Standing in front of the door, you saw Heracles, your boyfriend. His arms crossed and he was giving you a poker face yet with a squinted eyes. His expressions clearly tells you that he is annoyed with your antics and needs your explanation how did you get caught by the police.
The man trudges slowly and sits in front of you, "(Y/N)....explain how did you get caught and why did you do it," he asks in a sleepy tone even though he isn't sleepy at all.
"Well....-" You began explaining to your boyfriend from the start of the story until the end of the story.
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Sadik Adnan
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I am not sorry to say this but Sadik Adnan in my opinion, he has the most predictable reaction unlike Greece, Canada and Italy. After all, he is one of the characters that are expressive as hell.
However it depends on the reason why you steal because I do believe he would help you out if you steal from rich politicians and give it to the poor people.
I just believe that he hates those rich people who are corrupt and likes to scam people. That's why I do believe he would help you steal too.
He is fast, agile, and strong so most of the time when you two steal from those kinds of people. The two of you would never get caught as police have a hard time catching the two of you.
However he only helps you out by stealing and getting out from the cop if that is the reason. If the reason you are stealing is because of a financial problem, he would help you the same way as Matthew by giving you a job or starting a business.
If you steal just to have fun and mock the authority or just to have fun. I am sorry to say this but he would be likely to break you up and not accept you as a thief.
I say that because he saw that Italy's purse was stolen by some kind of prick when he was travelling with Germany. Feliciano is quite close with him and seeing that scene truly makes him really angry.
I am sorry but when it comes to Turkey, he would be a little bit less understanding than Matthew, Feliciano and Heracles. He is a little bit more judgemental.
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A bright light comes out from the screen of the computer as there are lots of clicking sounds from the keyboard. The room was dark and there are two people standing inside the room one of them are typing down some numbers and words inside it. The light was dim and no one was aware that there are two people inside the room.
"Is it done yet, (Y/N)?" A person with white mask to cover his eyes asks you.
"Just a little bit. I need to wait for the loading bar and the files would be corrupted in a few seconds. Then, we can steal the code as before we send it to the police as proof that this guy steals people's money with his company.
"Hurry up...I can hear footsteps from far," Sadik says, looking out if anyone is going to get inside.
"Well I cannot make it faster. The Wi-Fi in here are really slow," you whisper to him before continue yping down the numbers before pressing the enter button.
All of the proof immediately got sent to your phone as you quickly save all of the money and the proof of one of the most popular car companies is a huge scammer in your phone and bank account while erasing the trace so the old man cannot trace back after you hacked into the account of the company.
The door suddenly slammed open and the two of you turn around to see the popular CEO of a car company from far away. His eyes widened before he screams "THIEF!!!" Trying to get the attention of people in the neighbourhood. Nevertheless, the man was too slow because the two of you disappear into the darkness and escaped together.
On the other side, the two of you hurried to get inside of the car and gave each other a high five with a snicker escaping from your lips. "Oh God, did you see the old man's face? That was hilarious," Sadik snickered louder.
"Yeah, his face was priceless as hell," you told him.
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thesparklingwriter · 6 months
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to be loved by a dragon
tags: fem!reader, implied smut?, we all know what's going on (they r at it‼️), starts wholesome and then takes a sharp turn to the left, mentions of degradation, after care, is this self-indulgent? yes. do i care? no.
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Zhongli, who almost can’t believe that it’s you he gets to be with, who sees the looks you get as you walk through Liyue harbour and relishes in the way others admire you—regardless of how many times you tell him how perfect he is to you.
Zhongli, who watches you carefully, watching to see what you like and don’t like, to squirrel it away in a safe corner of his mind and commit to his memory—even though you’ve told him time and time again that he needn’t worry about it.
Zhongli, who rarely ever speaks to you without punctuating his sentence with a sweet name for you, a reminder to you of how much he loves and cherished you and every second he gets with you
Zhongli, who wouldn’t dream of speaking to you the way you ask him to, who questions why someone as perfect as you would want to hear such harsh words, especially from someone who loves you so dearly—despite the fact you’ve begged him to do so more times than you can count on your fingers.
Zhongli, who has his mind fine tuned to every sound you make, who silently matches his movements to your quiet whimpers, gently pushing your hair back from your face as he captures your mouth in a gentle kiss.
Zhongli, whose hips stutter when you look up at him with such love and unadulterated affection, because he doesn't believe he deserves to be looked at like that, and certainly not by you.
Zhongli, who treats you like a princess, running you a bath and brushing your hair as he quietly tells you the stories that he knows you love so dearly, and smiles blissfully when you later return the favour.
Zhongli, who doesn’t believe he’s deserving of a love as pure as yours, but spends every day proving to you that he won’t make you regret it.
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notes: drops this, runs away, buries her face in her pillow and questions all her life decisions up to this point, its not even proofread cause i can't bear to do it, no taglist because i don't plan to make a habit of this :3
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milesdickpic · 5 months
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Thanksgiving at the Bradshaws | H.C
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Happy Thanksgiving, Besties! For those who celebrate, be safe and i hope you have a great day! Whether you celebrate it or not, I just want to let you all know that I am BEYOND grateful for each and everyone of you. Thank you for being here with me 🥰 I love you all so much! ❤️ Happy reading and enjoy! 💕
*Can be read in conjunction with the HLG series! 🦃
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You and Bradley planned a low-key Thanksgiving for the family. It was going to be a laid back and cozy night. 
All the kids were asleep while all the adults started to make dinner. It was going to be an early night since everyone had to work early the next morning. 
Austin made his famous stuffing. He had brought it the year prior and it had to be the best stuffing you and Bradley had ever had in your lives. 
Phoenix made a a potato casserole along with some green beans.
Hangman worked on the turkey, making sure it was pure perfection. (Like himself)
You made mashed potatoes, gravy, and Mac and cheese. 
Bradley started to set up the table. He put out the best cutlery you and him had in the house, as well as the best looking plates. The ones that weren’t stained nor microwaved burned from the men of the house. 
Bradley wrote name tags for everyone and set each of them on a plate at the table. He grabbed a jar and labeled it “What I am Grateful For.” And placed it in the middle of the table. 
“Thanksgiving dinner for brunch is the best idea we’ve ever came up with.” Hangman laughed as he was basting the turkey with broth and butter. “This baby is almost ready!”
Bradley laughed and smiled. “I am so ready to eat. I missed dinner last night so I could be an endless pit today.”
Phoenix scoffed as she finished laying out her dishes she repaired. “You’re always and endless pit, Bradshaw. You and your kids!” She slapped his shoulder as she set the dishes onto the table. 
You came over and looked at the table. Bradley had set out some little pumpkins left over from Halloween. He lit a couple of candles, he set put the nice silverware and plates. He put out 2 variances of wine glasses. (Plastic ones for the kiddos) Each plate had everyone’s name on it. It was so cute and simple. 
You kissed his cheek. “Thank you for setting the table, Brad.” You placed the Gravy onto the table as Bradley went to grab the mashed potatoes and Mac and cheese. 
As everyone started to lay their dishes onto the table, you and Bradley went upstairs to get the kiddies ready. Everyone decided that Thanksgiving themed pajamas were the move. 
The boys wore matching turkey onesies, Leia wore a “bring on the leftovers” pajama, Bradley wore a pajama that was full of turkeys, you wore a pajama set that was covered in cute coffees, lattes, pies, and pumpkins.
You and Bradley brought down the kids. The boys were strong enough to start sitting on their own in their high chairs. So you and Bradley placed them into each of theirs. Leia pranced around and looked at all the food that was laid out for everyone. 
“GOSH I AM SO HUNGRY!” Leia was so excited. “You and me both, sweetheart.” Bradley picked up Leia and kissed her cheek over and over again. 
Everyone started to make their way downstairs. 
Phoenix wore an oversized pajama set that said, “official pumpkin pie tester.”
Austin wore a grey pajama set with pumpkin pies all over it. (Hehehe)
Gunner came running into the kitchen with a onesie that had turkeys, pumpkins, and “happy thanksgiving” written all over it. 
You all started to take a seat at the table. Bradley sat at the head of the table. You to the left of him. Next to you was Phoenix followed by Austin and then little Bradley in his high chair next to him. On the other side was going to be Leia, Jake, and then Luke in his high chair. 
You were all seated and Bradley looked around for Jake. 
“Seresin. Hurry the hell up!” You slapped Bradley’s arm and shook your head. “Sorry, sweetheart.” Bradley cleared his throat. “MOVE YOUR ASS, SERESIN!” 
“IM COMING!” Jake yelled from the top of the stairs. You could all hear him making his ay down.
“HO-LY. SHIIIIIT.” Bradley, Leia, and Phoenix all said at the same time as Jake made his way down. 
Hangman was in a big turkey onesie. He had the hood on and everything. 
“That is one big Turkey.” Austin laughed as he looked at Jake. 
“Gobble Gobble these nuts, Bradshaw.” Jake laughed and Bradley spit out his water. 
“MY CHILDREN ARE IN THE ROOM.” He lunged for Leia’s ears. 
Once you all sat down every one took turns writing what they were grateful for and placed it into the jar. 
Bradley jumble the jar and everyone took turns asking out a paper and reading what was on it. 
You were first, “I am grateful for being able to spend this holiday season (and everyday) with the people I love.” You smiled and looked around. Austin raised his hand. “Mine. I’m grateful to have you all in my life. I wouldn’t have it any other way.” 
You passed the jar to Phoenix. “I am grateful for being alive and being around those I love the most.” Phoenix looked straight at Bradley. Bradley smiled and nodded at Phoenix. “That be me. I love you guys.”
Phoenix passed the jar to Austin. “I am grateful for food.” Everyone looked slowly at Leia. She started to turn red and giggle. “I AM HUNGRY, OKAY!” She crossed her arms and scowled at everyone as you all laughed.”
Austin gave the jar to Leia. “I am grateful for all my friends and family.” Leia looked up at everyone. Phoenix put her finger up. “Me. I’m grateful for all of you. Life would have been lame if I wasn’t here with you all right now.” She looked at Hangman, “That includes you too, Bagman.” They both laughed. 
Leia gave the jar to Hangman. “Here, Uncle Jakey.” He kissed her cheek and pulled out one of the folded papers. “I am grateful for the beautiful family I have been given.” You smiled, “I don’t know where i would have been if I hadn’t met or created any of you. I love you, guys.”
Jake reached over Leia and gave the jar to Bradley. “WELL. We all know who is left.” Jake laughed. 
Bradley pulled out the last folded paper. “Let’s see what we’ve got here.” He looked down at it and his smile softened. He looked at Jake and gave him a little nod and he nodded back. Bradley sighed. “I am grateful for saving the man that saved me. Thank you Bradshaw for taking me in as one of your own after all these years. I don’t deserve you, buddy. I am thankful for being able to be a part of his and y/n’s family.” Bradley folded the paper back up and smiled at Hangman.
Jake pushed his lips together and smiled. “Of course you’d get mine. But it’s true. I’ll forever be grateful and thankful that you both have allowed me to be a part of your family. Thank you.” You got up and gave Jake a kiss on the cheek. Bradley smiled, “I couldn’t imagine a life without you, Turkeyman.”
Leia gave Jake a kiss. “I love you, uncle Jakey!” 
After all the thanks were given you all ate together reminiscing on what the year had been so far. You were all grateful for everything you were given in the last 11 months. 
After dinner, you all cozied up on the couches and Leia chose to watch ‘Addams Family Values.’ Her favorite part was when Wednesday sabotaged the play and burned down the thanksgiving set.
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Happy Thanksgiving, my loves! I promise to be posting the next chapter of HLG this coming week. Everything has just been so hectic! But it will be up soon! Thank you for your patience and love. See you in the next one! 🫶🏼
Dinner party guests are in the comments ❤️
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mymreaderlibrary · 5 months
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Hey buddy, gotta say, fucking LOVE your old man yaoi post with price and reader. It's also one of my favorite things and shit if you'd like could you write more about them? Like I need these two old men to finally own up and kiss damnit 😭
I wanted to get this out way earlier but ANYWAYS IM SO GLAD YOU LIKED IT AAAAGHHGH I honestly wanted to write about it a lil more but I wasn’t sure. I hope this is good, no beta cause I’m a looney toons of a writer who’s stubborn as hell.
[old friends to lovers, slight angst, injury ment, laswell is so fuckin annoyed by being the only smart person, use of y/n though they’re kinda treated more like an oc sorry, the ramblings continue]
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They didn't speak of the night before, but they honestly didn't have to. Y/n and Price could tell their feelings were mutual, or at least stronger than a typical friendship, but instead they chose to be stopped by an invisible road block.
For y/n it was the feeling of lost time. They weren't young anymore, they didn't have the energy nor time for things like relationships and... well he wasn't sure if Price would want to be stuck with an old fart like himself. Price aged in a way that'd make any man jealous meanwhile y/n? Not so much. He was greying, his bones ached more often than not, he spent half of his time drinking shitty liquor that made his teeth reek, and, as much as he hates to admit it, he's just not handsome anymore. Price deserved to be with someone who still had life to them. Maybe a spunky military gal who could keep him on his toes or private operative with an infinite list of missions to complete. What he didn't need, however, was someone who already had their chance and wasted it. Y/n should've told him just how much Price meant to him, how much he envied the people who got to stay by his side. He should've searched for him, got on his hands and knees and begged to come with. Convince whoever had them separated to change their mind. He didn't care if he still went through the same pain he did when he was alone, if he had to amputate his own damn leg again, or deal with the loss of his parents one more time. As long as he could've done it by Price's side he would've been happy or at the very least satisfied. But that was the past and the current y/n could never catch up to the man Price had become.
However for Price it was guilt. He remembered the days that y/n and him felt invincible. Like every little thing was just a stepping stone in their grand journey to glory. No matter the pain they persevered, found solutions where others would've given up, made names for themselves amongst crowds of soldiers all baring the same purpose. Too bad those names couldn't stop them from being split up, from losing their friends, their families, from being sent all across the world with no way of knowing if the other was even alive. Those names couldn't stop y/n from losing his entire calf... (Price hated that he only knew of his friends injury due a rumor involved with y/n's discharge). Y/n shouldn't even be here, his time in the military was over, he paid his penance, he should be at home watching tv on a leather couch with a beer in hand. Nothing on the mind but whatever sore loser couldn't figure out tonight's Jeopardy categories. But no, Price had to go and drag him out from retirement, right back onto the front lines. Straight back into trouble. Even if he wasn't on the field that didn't mean he was away from risk. His mere association with the 141 planted a target on his back that wouldn’t be removed by simply walking away. Price didn't feel he deserved y/n's affection not when all he ever did was put him in danger.
So they both stayed like that, infinitely stubborn, hellishly avoidant, and not nearly as sly as they thought. The 141 didn't have a full understanding of what was going on between the two, but they could tell there was some unfinished business. Gaz thought maybe one of them slighted the other and neither have taken the step to apologize for it. Soap thought y/n perhaps betrayed Price and that's why he's missing part of his leg. Ghost had... almost the right idea, thinking there was a strange tinge of romantic tension between the two though he assumed it was from something like a love triangle. Maybe y/n and Price loved the same woman and had some unfinished rivalry? Regardless, it was not his problem so much as it didn’t effect the mission.
Laswell however, she knew. She wouldn't have the position she did if information like this just flew past her radar. She knew of their history, she saw how they reacted to one another. Laswell wasn't blind for god's sake, in fact she felt like the only one with eyes at the moment. She wasn't so crass as to demand them to make up and get it over with, but having no one to complain to was definitely testing her patience. Instead she stuck to subtly, casually chatting with Price about y/n and dropping questions in regards to their past missions together and how close they were, hoping to make some wheels turn in his rusted head. She wasn't gonna do more than that however, they were two grown men and if they couldn’t figure it out that was their problem. Could they just be a little more subtle though?
It took until a, quite literally, explosive scenario for them to finally get it together. A bullet had gotten lodged into Price's shoulder after an enemy made a lucky shot. It was far from the worst thing the Captain had faced but it still wasn't great, hurt like a bitch for one. And secondly it seemed to send y/n into a spiral. He was practically fuming when Price got back, going on some sort of rant about hygiene and wound care. Y/n demanded to be the one to dress Price's shoulder with a tone that had the others knowing they were not invited to watch unless they wanted to join in on the incoming lecture. And lecture he did, through the whole process Price could barely get a word in. Y/n paced and raved, threw his arms in the air and even knocked over supplies on accident. He was a complete mess and it wasn't until y/n was literally out breath that the Captain could finally speak.
An explanation of what happened was given, it was just luck (bad luck in regards to Price) that he got hit. This wasn’t overly common and the team knew how to deal with these wounds. Everything was okay, it was going to be fine. This just came with the job, risks were inevitable.
They were quiet, looking at each other and letting the silence permeate the room. Price reached his hand out to touch y/n’s but was caught off guard as the other man suddenly leaned it. Knocking his head against Price’s good shoulder and breathing heavily, y/n shuddered a silent cry. A plead for Price to be safe. Whatever false version of safety he could promise, just please don’t die out there.
The Captain raised his outstretched hand to cup the back of y/n’s head, running a thumb over the stubbled hair. Letting his hand slide to his face and pushing him back just an inch.
Another moment of silence. Hearts beating like rabbits.
“You gonna actually do something or do I-“
Price shut him up as quickly as he could. It was clumsy, a bit shaky, and definitely desperate, but the moment their lips touched it felt like pure ecstatic relief. Relief that this was finally happening, relief that the invisible barrier they built around each other was so weak, but mostly relief that those moments, all those touches and lingering stares weren’t for nothing.
They breathed in each others scent, something they’ve come to know so well and yet in this moment it felt brand new, and infinitely stronger. The spice of a cigar, the sting of sweat, and- oh right, sterile wipes. Price was left to chuckle awkwardly and y/n backed away. Any childish excitement felt would have to wait but at the very least they had this.
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blkkizzat · 6 months
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Urgh he look so much like Megumi’s daddy in this photo. 😩
Makes me want to give him more kids 🤰🏾🤱🏾 so we can have more copies of him running around.
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carriondell · 4 months
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idk what's hotter between simon wrapping soap up as a gift to you, or yourself being laid under the christmas tree for both men......
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nastymensimp · 1 year
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Never in my life did I imagine I would be here, in our gracious 2023, thinking about how attractive some hetalia characters are
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If it's ok, can I ask for some "reasons they fell for you" headcanons for Spain, Romano, Turkey, and Sweden? Thank you for your time! ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ
No problem my friend! I apologize for taking a while with this one in advance though. I wanted to take my time to research Turkey and Sweden’s character a bit more so that I could do these to the best of my ability. I hope you have a great day and thanks so much again for being so patient!
Spain
Given how laid back and happy-go-lucky Spain is he can bounce off of nearly anyone. There are very few people who truly meet his ire and even fewer who have borne witness to such a sight.
But when it comes to why he fell for you it’d have to be because you never remind him of his worst moments.
You’ve born witness to his mess-ups, mistakes, and fumbles alike but never stop being a ray of sunshine in his life.
Even if you’re not as easygoing as he is per se you’re able to roll with the punches when they come. When life knocks either of you down you’re right there to get up alongside him, ready to take his hand and stand against the world if necessary.
Romano
With an inferiority complex as strong as he’s got going on it can be rather difficult to get close to Romano, especially without expressing much judgment towards him.
He’s abrasive and sharp-tongued but under that, there’s a softness to him that few get to see. Especially those like you who have never compared him or put him down for his flaws.
He may make a lot of mistakes and often need reassurance but when you do without ever tiring of him it’s no wonder he’d fall fast and hard.
You help him see the good in himself more than he’s ever been able to before and therefore would earn even more important than his romantic interest, his trust.
He will come to your aid in any verbal spat and will run to you for help even when he picks a fight with the wrong type of person but he’ll still hope to impress you and keep on your good side as your opinion of him matters more than anyone else’s.
Turkey
If anything would impress the competitive Turkey it’s the ability to stick to your guns. I know, it doesn’t sound like much but given how stubborn the man is he’d like someone with a fighting spirit.
Not mean-spirited mind you but someone that can keep up with him in a friendly competition and challenge him to be the very best he is.
That’s why he’d fall rather quickly when you’re able to be his best friend and best rival. You’re the person that he can rely on and have a relaxing day off with but you’re also someone who will throw a challenge his way without backing down.
Even if it’s small arguments that end up with the two of you laughing or something more ridiculous like betting you can eat more sweets than he can he’ll always be having a good time when you can share moments like these as well as more tenderhearted and soft ones.
Sweden
Contrary to common belief Sweden is rather soft and playful once you get past his cold exterior.
Having someone like you who warmly and patiently nudges him to come out of his shell and show these parts of himself earns his affections fairly easily.
The way that you so kindly greet him and open your heart to him while understanding how his nonverbal expressions don’t truly indicate anger or coldness makes him feel comfortable around you and puts him at peace.
He isn’t entirely great at showing his own feelings still without being as taciturn as ever but he’d like to return the favor in any way he can even if it’s letting you talk to fill the empty space between you two.
He enjoys being able to listen to you and learn how you act just as you’ve had to do to truly understand his intentions so he’s more than happy to listen for as long as you need.
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kirishwima · 7 months
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btw...idk if ill post it but i just need you to know that between my recent obsession w the gym and my brain riddled with thoughts of jjk, i may or may not have started writing a SatoSugu x reader gym au. Because. Reasons.
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nightlytom · 1 year
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Where you and Jungkook spread the horrible news what happened in Turkey and regions on your socials and donate also money to help.
This a not an usual fanfic, please read and try to help🙏🏽
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It was around 9 in the morning when you heard the devastating news about what happened in Turkey/ Türkiye. You had your second bite from your breakfast, that your boyfriend jungkook had made for you two, when you saw it on social media.
“Powerful earthquake kills at least 1.500 in Turkey, Syria, Lebanon and across region” And as the seconds you where reading the few words the numbers raised more and more.
You choked on your food, coughing while
Jungkook runs to your side and helps you to get normal. “Baby, you okay? What happened?” Jungkook asked while you just showed him the news.
“Oh my god. Poor people. Can we do something about it?” He asked and looked through his own phone for other articles. Most of them showed up in Korean, as you two were right know at jungkooks home country.
“There are some places where you can donate clothes, blankets, instant food, baby essentials and more. Look, baby!” You said as you showed him an official site from the Turkish government.
“We can donate money here. We need to share it also on social media, more people need to know about this!”
“Baby, send me the links and donation sites. I’ll text the boys to share the info too, we can’t look away, when people lost their loved ones and homes. We need to stick together and help each other.” Jungkook said, while making a post for
His socials.
“And we can’t forget the animals. They have a lot of strays back there. We need to help them! And poor people, some of the regions can’t get help, because the highway is destroyed too. They can’t reach them by car or transporters. We should donate too, we have so much money and thank god, we are doing great, jungkook.”
“Best thing to do, is donate money right now, because that’s the fasted way to help them. This weeks money should just go for donations, don’t you think?” He asked you and you agreed with him. Hugging him tight, because luckily, you where healthy and in a warm home in your boyfriends arms.
These are the following links he and you posted on the socials.
AFAD- TURKISH CIVIL PROTECTION SERVICE https://www.afad.gov.tr/deprem-bagislari
KIZILAY- TURKISH RED CRESCENT https://www.kizilay.org.tr/Bagis/BagisYap/404/pazarcik-depremi-bagisi
SYRIAN ARAB RED CRESCENT https://sarc.sy/home/
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dashingdeb16 · 5 months
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HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO EVERYONE!!!!
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Hetalia: Mediterannean Europe Masterlist
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Hello Everyone, This is the Masterlist of my planned post and the link to the post of the scenarios. You also can see some of the symbols below. Also, starting now. I also accept headcanons and scenarios for 2p Hetalia other than just 1p Hetalia.
🌹: Smut
🥀: Angst
🍭: Fluff
😂: Comedy
🧐: Random
🧸: Domestic
😐: Non-Specified
🗡️: Gore/Yandere
❤️: Romantic
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Greek
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Having a Thief S/O🧐❤️😐
Celebrating their S/O Birthday (Part Four)🍭❤️
Having an Artistic S/O ❤️🍭🧸
Turkey
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Having a Thief S/O🧐❤️😐
Celebrating their S/O Birthday (Part Four)🍭❤️
Having an Artistic S/O ❤️🍭🧸
Romano
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S/O Asking him out (Male Reader)🧐🍭❤️
Celebrating their S/O Birthday (Part Four)🍭❤️
When S/O Have a Nightmare🥀🍭
Having Cocky S/O😂❤️🧐
Spain
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Celebrating their S/O Birthday (Part Four)🍭❤️
Tall S/O who Charges Them when They are Distracted😂🧐
Portugal
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Monaco
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Cyprus
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xxiamtiebrousxx · 1 year
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The Day of Turkey (Mercs x Reader) Thanksgiving Special
It was a cool morning. I washed my hands in the kitchen sink and turned off the faucet. The warmth of the oven filled the room. We were a couple of hours away from Thanksgiving. Family was coming over, like Scout’s ma, Demo’s ma, and Sniper’s parents. They were actually the only family coming over. My parents opted to stay home since they didn’t want to deal with the chaos. We definitely needed a calmer holiday since Halloween was really weird. I got magic! Which I lost after attempting to re-do our whole adventure. The timer went off, snapping me out of my thoughts, and I took the eleven coffee mugs out of the microwave. All eleven of us, including Pauling, sat at the dinner table, eating breakfast.
“Morning,” I said. “Drinks are here.”
“Morning,” they all replied. I served them their drinks. I gave Pyro a silly straw to drink out of. He made bubbles in the mug. I sighed, sitting down. Thanksgiving was supposed to be the most stressful holiday, second to Christmas. I got the cooking role this year. Luckily, I wouldn’t be doing the cooking all alone. The parents would be bringing some food as well. This was a potluck. It’d be nice if everyone pitched in and helped do the dishes after the meal. Plates clattered against the plates softly. I ran my tongue over my teeth. I was about to say something when Soldier lifted up his arm and pulled back his sleeve to reveal his watch.
“Oh, we’ve gotta go,” he said, standing up.”The planes are coming in a bit.” Demo stood up abruptly.
“See you later,” he said, rushing out the door behind Soldier. Sniper soon followed. He grabbed three welcome signs I helped Pyro design. Scout chuckled.
“Holiday rush, am I right?” Spy scoffed. 
“Aren’t you forgetting something?” he asked. Scout furrowed his eyebrows. “Your mother’s plane is landing as well. You wouldn’t like it if I took your place and brought her home, now would you.” Scout turned bright red.
“On second thought,” he said, rushing up from his seat. “Hey guys! Wait for me!” I chuckled. Medic took a sip from his coffee.
“Does leetle Y/n have family coming over?” Heavy asked.
“Nah,” I replied, crossing my arms and smiling. “You guys are all the family I need.” The remaining guys smiled.
“Perhaps we can help cook,” Spy said.
“Yeah, I know a couple of recipes,” Pauling said. “What can we do?” Boy, even on her time off, she wanted to work.
“Ja, how can we help?” Medic asked, suddenly excited. 
“Oh, I don’t know guys,” I said, rubbing the back of my neck. “It’ll be a bit crazy in there. And besides, I’ve got this.”
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I was wrong, I didn’t have this. It was out of control. The turkey was burning in the oven, the soup was bubbling and overflowing, and I was struggling to open a can of cranberry sauce. The smoke started to escape the oven. Any minute now Pyro would rush in to let the fire run wild. He did come in. “Don’t touch that!”
“Mmph!” he exclaimed, ignoring my request. I quickly turned around and kicked my foot onto the oven.
“Don’t open that,” I replied. “We can’t afford to burn anything. And I mean anything.” Pyro mumbled sadly and left the kitchen. I wiped sweat off my face. I had to get done quickly. The parents would soon be arriving. Spy entered the kitchen. “What do you need?” I asked. I still struggled to open the can. He smirked. 
“Do you need help?” he asked.
“Wipe that sly grin off your face or I’ll come over and wipe it off for you,” I growled. Spy chuckled.
“No need for hostility,” he answered, taking the can out of my hands. He pulled out his butterfly knife. Spy cut the can’s top off.
“I could’ve done it myself,” I said as he handed me the can. Spy smiled and patted my back. He took out the turkey from the oven.
“Pyro, can you come here?” he called out. Pyro entered. Spy handed him the roasted turkey. “You can burn this outside.” Pyro mumbled happily and took the turkey. The front door opened. 
“We’re home, maggots!” Soldier exclaimed. The parents were talking. I heard Sniper arguing with his dad about his profession.
“Dad, it’s a job, not a mental sickness.”
“Hey Spy, can you handle cooking?” I asked.
“Go say hi, I’ve got this,” he replied. I smiled and wiped my hands. I joined the group outside.
“Happy Thanksgiving everyone,” I happily said. Scout helped his mom carry her luggage. He struggled to. Heavy showed off and carried everyone’s luggage.
“Is that the one you were rambling about?” Tilly DeGroot asked. 
“Yeah, mum,” he answered, leading her to the living room. Scout’s ma shoot him a grin. He shook his head. Pyro, after burning the first turkey into ash, came inside and shook everyone’s hands.
“How’s the cooking going?” Engineer asked. He sat on the couch. “Ah can always whip up a batch of cornbread.”
“Lemme check on Spy real quick,” I said. Heavy was in the kitchen, cutting up vegetables. Medic was stirring the soup and humming a small song to himself.
“Oh, hallo!” he happily exclaimed. “If you’d like to know, Y/n, we put in a new turkey. It should be out soon.” I was at a loss for words. It was my duty to cook for everyone. But I was grateful for this help. 
“Thanks,” I said, joining them. “Really guys, I mean it.” Engy popped his head in.
“Can I bake now?” he asked.
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Marshmallow yams made by Scout’s mom, cider and mashed potatoes from Tilly, ham, deviled eggs, and gravy from Sniper’s parents all sat on the table. Food was finally ready. Engineer actually made his cornbread in time. Soldier, Demoman, and Pauling helped me carry the food to the table. “Careful,” I said, placing the first dish on the table. 
“Are we gonna give thanks?” Scout asked.
“We should,” his mom said. Everyone stood up.
“Oi’m not holding hands,” Sniper replied. I scoffed.
“Yeah you are,” I said, grabbing his hand. Engineer held his other hand. Demoman held my free hand. We all bowed our heads. There was a long period of silence. I sniffed. “So, who’s gonna say thanks?” I asked.
“Why don’t you?” Sniper’s mom said. “You did cook some of this for us.” She smiled sweetly. I felt Sniper’s grip on my hand tighten a bit. I swallowed my spit.
“S-sure,” I stuttered. Spy lifted up his head and gave me a small wink. I smiled and closed my eyes.
“We are gathered here to give thanks for this beautiful meal,” I said. “We give thanks to our family and friends around this table. We are grateful for this time off. May we enjoy everything.” We bowed our heads and sat down. We all started digging in. Medic and Soldier took turns cutting everyone slices of ham and turkey.
“Pass the gravy, will ya?” Scout asked. I reached over and handed him the small saucer.
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I laid half asleep on the couch. I was full with food. I felt like I was ready to burst! Medic and Heavy were washing the dishes, Pyro was talking with Tilly, Demo and Soldier watched the game, Spy was talking with Scout’s mom while Scout sat in the corner steaming with anger, Engineer and Sniper sat on both sides of me. Engineer was snoring softly. Maybe he was asleep or faking it. We hit commercials.
“Anyone up for some dessert?” Sniper’s mom called from the kitchen.
“No thank you,” we all groaned, rubbing our bellies.
“Hm, more for me then.”
I turned to Sniper and said, “How can she still eat after an entire meal?” He shrugged his shoulders.
“I dunno mate,” he answered.
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I fell asleep during the half game and slept through the whole thing. I sniffed the air in my sleep. The air smelled of something sweet and familiar. “Hey roo, wake up.” A hand shook my shoulder. I opened my eyes. Both my parents stood before me, blocking the screen. They held a plate of (favorite dessert) in their hands.
“Mom… Dad…” I said in disbelief. “I thought you said you weren’t coming.”
“Well, we came, Y/n,” Dad said. I smiled.
“Your friends thought it was important for us to be here,” Mom said.
“I’m glad you guys came,” I answered. “Now, we’ve got some leftover turkey if you guys need some. Pyro can reheat it for you.”
“Mmph mmph (too late,” Pyro replied. There was a faint smell of fire coming from the kitchen.
“Oh, ah think he left it in there too long,” Engineer said, waking up. I frowned. So much for a day of turkey.
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