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And talking about feeling uncomfortable, when you two start dating, he tries to fill the natural silence between you two, every time (that’s appropriate) he can, wether it be asking you a random question that just popped into his head, bringing up something you might of mentioned in random conversation or just banter, he will be opening his mouth, not in a forced way, I feel like conversations with Ryland would be very entertaining, like playing ping pong, he just sometimes hits the ball a bit harder than you. Later on the relationship, he learns to cherish the silence, getting acquainted with it.

Think very early morning cuddles, his hand crawling up your spine, fingers dancing across skin and fabric until they reach the nape of your neck, where your hair starts to grow, soft pads gently playing with the strands while you stare up at him, cheek pressed against his shoulder. The only audible sound in the room being your breathings, mimicking each others.

Overall, I think he’d be a great partner, a little sparse, at times, don’t think he manages his time well, but that’s just an inkling I have, besides that, he’d be very caring and sweet, a little clumsy at times, but he means well, even if his actions can get him in trouble sometimes.

-Intimate aspect (nsfw)

I think this man is NEEDY, definitely gentle dom, but very vanilla. He’ll try almost anything with you, at least once, but this is something you need to hold his hand in, he’d be more easily pulled into something lighter, partial restraints, light choking, biting, but anything more kinky? Guide him through it. Also I think he’s a very passionate guy, he likes to take his time wi the you, to touch you, tease you, maybe even edge you…

At first, again, he’s very cautious, seeing what you like, what you don’t, what makes you moan, throw your head back, close your eyes… and by the time you guys have done it for around 4 times, he’ll start getting a bit more adventurous, specially if you guys have had a talk about what turns you on and what doesn’t, and kinks!!

Maybe a hand slipping up to the base of your throat while he has you straddling him, his fingers delving below your underwear to tease you, fingers tracing your skin while your lips are stuck to his in a slow make out. The hand on the base of your throat gently squeezing, not enough to actually cut your breathing, but enough for you to feel it there, the sheer pressure making you dizzy.

DURING PHM

-Relationship wise

It would start out slow.

Sometimes, he would forget to tell you or text you something important, maybe you two wanted to make plans for a dinner with your friends, and he completely forgot to tell you they mentioned it, then it would be a day he neglected to let you know he’d be home late, which would of been the third time that week.

At first, he tells you he found another job, it’s a sudden change he decides to bring up as you two are eating dinner at the apartment, his fork diving deep into a spaghetti you both cooked, yet he doesn’t mention what the job is, vaguely describes it as “a lab job” and that he can’t talk much about it… so you leave it be, for now, too tired to try and pick apart what he just told you, after all you knew him, he wouldn’t lie to you.

Not quite.

There is a moment where your relationship would be almost nonexistent, and it’s when he basically moves to that damn aircraft.

Before that, you’d be struggling with him, he comes home, 6 days a week, tired, none talkative, at god knows what time, has small talk with you and goes to bed, he’s more present on his rest day, but it gets to a point where you have a roommate you sometimes talk to, kiss and sleep with.

And it all comes down when he lets you know, in a phone call, of all things, he needed to be away for work, he didn’t know how long it would be, and he, amongst other things, was extremely vague, but the message was clear.

You should move on from this, from me, from us.

One phone call, one phone call is all it took for him to break it all off.

Your breaths stoped as the line went silent, had he hung up on you? After shattering your entire relationship? The future you had hoped and dreamed of sharing with him?

There was a weird calm that flooded you, after months of dating a ghost, you knew this was coming, but you never expected Grace, your Grace, to not have the common decency of breaking it off in person, and now you’re stuck in an apartment, filled with memories that feel so far away, it would seem like a different life.

And just like that, the earth keeps moving, and you do too.

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I wanna write a fic of this so bad! AHH, lmk if that’s something yall would be interested in and maybe I’ll think about giving it some comfort c: (unless yall don’t want that, which like.. valid i guess)

Thank you so much for reading! Reposts and likes are greatly appreciated, thank you so much for the love on my last post, I AM OBSESSED WITH THIS MOVIE AND WITH THIS MAN

Ryland Grace is needy.

You knew this going into a relationship with him, but there are still times where he takes you by surprise with how needy he can be, specially when he’s sleepy.

It’s not always you find yourself returning home late, but after being out all day, the only thing you wanted is to be in your bed, with Rylands arms wrapped around you, where you both could drift off to sleep, peacefully.

The moment you open the door to your shared room, guilt swarms your chest and rests on the Pitt of your stomach at the sight.

Ryland, now hugging your pillows has his head buried on it, you promised him you wouldn’t arrive to late, yet here you are, the small digital clock on the nightstand shinning in number “2:30” only making you feel worse.

You come closer to the bed, clothes being shed in the meanwhile, and by the time you reach it, you have only your underwear on and a random shirt of his you stole from the shared closet. You try your damn best to do as little noise in order to not wake him, slipping bellow the covers with him, while you rest your head on the pillow, scoot as close as you could to him and close your eyes, drifting into sleep.

Or at least you would of, if it weren’t for him

Warm, large hands slip under your shirt and paw at your waist as he tries his best to pull you closer with clumsy movements and in a blink of an eye, he’s on you, head buried on your neck, whispering sweet words.

The gentle warm words “Missed you” are whispered into your skin as he leaves a kiss on its wake, and before you can respond, his hand cradles your jaw, guiding your face gently towards his.

His soft lips find yours in the darkness, leaving gentle little pecks in them. Then two, then three… until he tilts his head, molding his lips into yours properly.

The kiss is clumsy, yet slow, sensual, the way he knows you like it, as if he’s trying his darn best to convey how much he missed you throughout the day.

Once he breaks it, you finally respond, with a small, quiet chuckle. “I missed you too, Ry—“

“Don’t say that.” His warm breath on your lips interrupts your words, as he returns his other hand around your waist and his face goes back to your neck, you feel him moving his body closer to yours, scooting his way closer and fitting his hips against yours, between your thighs.

“What? Wh—“ You begin, but are shortly interrupted again by the feeling of something hardening against your thigh, a warm breath escapes him.

“no, actually, say it again, please?” His voice comes out in a cracked, sultry whine, almost shaking at the prospect of a single sliver of praise coming from your mouth, and just like that, he’s like putty in your hands, sleep deprived putty. You wagered it was the reason for his behavior.

“Yeah?” You finally whisper in his ear, your hand coming up to gently pet the back of his hair. “you have work tomorrow, baby” You get another short whine in response and a press of his hips agains your thigh.

“Please…” His hands shift against your now warm skin, exploring below the shirt, crawling up your tummy, ribs, chest, then back down, his lips finding purchase on the skin of your shoulder. “Just for a little while.” Following his words, he lets one of his hands drift bellow, trailing all the way down to the waistband of your underwear, tracing the fabric carefully, knowing damn well this was affecting you already.

With a small, reluctant breath, you nod.

“Just for a little while…” You whisper against his temple, leaving a small kiss on his skin, prompting him to slip a finger cautiously around the edge of your underwear, not taking it off, but pulling it aside— he actually sighs once his fingers slip down, only teasing you.

“Thank you… just a little while”

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Yippieee have fun I haven’t written anything in a long WHILE haha, this is probably bad LMAO

Your morning routine was always the same, but everything changed when Gekko came along, not because of him barging in your room at 9 to ask if you wanted to go out for breakfast some days of the week, not because of his beautiful smile making your entire day, surprisingly, it wasn't him.

It was the little gurgling sounds coming from underneath your bed at 6 am waking you up. You recognized these sounds now, but looking under your bed, you couldn't find anything aside from some dust and a singular sock you've been missing for a week.

You brushed it off as a dream you were having, deciding to get up and start your day.

Heading to the kitchen you could of swore you heard tiny footsteps behind you, looking around, again, you didn't find anything, thinking it was your own footsteps being too loud, you tried walking as slow as possible, not trying to wake anyone at the protocol. You shuddered thinking of the earful you would get from a certain elderly man.

You started cooking something simple, pancakes. You were in the middle of cracking an egg when suddenly, you feel something clashing with your heel, repeatedly.

You almost screamed at the sudden touch, but fortunately for you, you catch yourself on the act.

Putting the spatula on the counter, you turn around and look down to find a little yellow blob trying his best to hug your leg before he was rudely interrupted, looking at you with a sad expression, tears prickling his eyes.

"OH, oh my god, Wingman!" You exclaimed, picking the little guy up by his... waist? The anatomy of these babys was odd. "Are you the one that woke me up?" He shook his head up and down, clinging to your right hand for some support, like his owner, he wasn't a fan of heights. You relocated the little blob on top of the counter. "Did you want some company, budd? You could of just..." You trailed off, seeing Dizzy and Thrash hiding in the shadows. "Asked."

You went to pick them both up, bringing them to Wingman's side "Why are all of you here? where is Mosh?" They tried their best to communicate with you, but you really couldn't understand them at all, so instead of asking them to repeat themselves, you opted to make a deal with them.

"Okay, how about this" You grabbed the egg you were about to break and gave it to wingman. "You guys help me cook myself some breakfast..." Trash made a excited sound. "Quietly... AND I don't get kicked for disturbing the peace"

You quickly pet Dizzy and soon after, pick up the spatula. "Deal?" The little creatures cheered and agreed to help you.

For what feelt like a good chunk of time, the four of you kept trying your best to make this setup work, these little guys were good at fights, yes, but they weren't 5 stars chefs, either way, the pancakes where finally done, they were nothing near perfect, but yall had fun in the process.

You sat down with too many pancakes on your plate and a bunch of happy, cheering friends at your side, giving some to all of the members of the current squad for them to devour.

After that, you cleaned your plates, put the remaining pancakes on the fridge and went back to your room, with all the little creatures following close behind you.

"Damn" You layed on your bed with the little critters on your abdomen and chest. "You guys don't mind if i steal you a little longer, right?" To your surprise, no one protested. They just snuggled closer to you and you all went back to sleep.

Viper warned everyone mixing love and business, specially in your line of work, "don't get too close" she said, but once KJ and Raze started, it was kind of hard to stop a bunch of young adults from doing what was only bound to happen.

Everyone knew the risks, still did it anyway.

But your hands were cold, rigid and tense. That was the only thing going through Mateos head at the moment.

He could hear the cries of all the other agents gathered around the room, but they sounded so distant, so fake.

HE was supposed to protect you, the love of his life, but nobody saw this coming, not you, not him, not even Sage.

The machines around the hospital room beeped, he didn't wanna believe it. This was not real, you were fine, you were just having a bad day, right? This is not happening, this is just not possibl-

"Mijo..." Reyna said, interrupting his obsessive train of thought, gripping his shoulder tightly and wrapping her other arm around his waist from behind. "Lo siento."

When it finally hit him, he couldn't stop the warm tears from dampening his face, they wouldn't stop, they didn't stop. He shook his head, gripping your now limp, cold leg over the sheets, repeating curses and prayers in Spanish, hoping, praying this was all just... Some sort of twisted joke.

It wasn't.

You really are gone forever, he thought to himself.

After that the days and weeks blended together, everyone was worried for him, he's was the one that took your loss the hardest, but can you blame him? You were his everything.

He lost his appetite. Boba tasted so disgusting in his mouth now, the chewy bubbles wich made him so incredibly satisfied now were disgustingly gooey. Video games were incredibly dull, boring and difficult. Everything he once shared with you just felt... Wrong. The only thing he even remotely enjoyed was skating, it felt like he finally got a chance to breath whenever he went out, specially at night.

One day Sage and Brimstone came to talk about the situation with him, recommended him to see a specialist about it and very reluctantly, he did.

Some time passed, everything felt a little brighter, Viper, to the surprise of everyone, helped Gekko get a little memorial up in your honor, for everyone to see at the protocol. Everyone started acting calmer, more cheerful, the environment was more chill and lively than ever and even tho they lost someone very important, it felt like a storm had finally passed. Some days were still hard, but knowing (Y/N) they would of liked to see everyone move on with their lives.

Everything was pretty quiet for a while, missions where going good, it seemed like Gekko could finally turn the page and move on. Until a certain mission went south.

For a few days, the protocol had been planing to retrieve a big load of radianite from omega earth and they would of succeeded on getting it back if it weren't for a mysterious person giving the agents hell.

"Fast, aggressive, unpredictable" were the words Kj, Neon, Phoenix and Jett used to describe this person, some of them were incredibly angry, asking brim to send them again so they could have a rematch with this so called "threat", but he refused, opting to send Harbor, Omen, Reyna, Fade and Gekko to scout the area better while Cypher and Kj tried their best to learn anything they could on the new omega earth agent.

The day of the mission finally came and at the death of night, all the agents appointed to the mission moved, silent and slow.

There were helicopters on top of them, scanning the perimeter but failing to spot and stop the Alpha team from infiltrating what it seemed to be a once bright and loud city, reduced to nothing, as it was now used as a radianite storage facility.

Mateo's eyes where playing tricks on him, he could of swore he saw a figure moving in the shadows, but Fade assured him she didn't sense anything but his fear around.

They split into teams, Reyna was gonna scout the main entrance to the small city, Harbor and Omen were gonna go to the site now named "A" and Fade and him would go to the site "B", trying to find any valuable information of the last apparition of the new agent and their radionite.

Everyone scattered, taking their positions. Everything seemed normal, as normal as an alternate reality goes, until Fade seemed more quiet than normal.

Gekko tried his best to get a hold of her, searching for trails she might of left behind, calling her name through the ear piece, but he had nothing. Panicking, he called the everyone, frantically communicating to everyone how he just lost fade, he was assured help would come shortly, he sighed a breath of relief, but it was short lived.

His eyes landed on a dark figure looming over what seemed to be Fade, in the ground, with a gunshot wound to the left lower side of her abdomen.

The browned eyed man pointed the gun towards the black figure, wich it seemed to take notice of.

"Drop your weapons! You're surrounded." He said, knowing full well that was a lie. The figure moved, putting their hands on the air. "I said drop your weapons, slowly."

"How about this, pretty boy..." the figure finally showed their face, pointing two gun barrels directly at his forehead, revealing your face, for the first time. "YOU drop to the ground, call your friends off and then we'll have a deal"

He froze

His precious friend

The love of his life was once again in front of him. Emotions flooded his mind. Sadness, confusion, nostalgia, happiness.

You looked so different, what happened to you?

You looked almost unrecognizable to him, if it wasn't for your face looking over all the same, he would of confused you for someone else.

Millions of tiny pieces of memories he tried to blurry blurry deep inside his mind came crashing down at him, like a million little needless just pricked him right in the heart.

Time seemed to freeze and through all the noise surrounding his head, he heard you say:

"You afraid of ghosts?"

A loud bang was all that was heard around the city after that.

Thank you for reading! If yall want apart two I'm down, also, I did this like, in two separate days Hswjjrkfkc, I hope you like it! C:

You've known Mateo for some time now and just recently, or as his mother would say, FINALMENTE, you two made it official.

Once in a while, specially because of his new job keeps him extremely occupied at times, you two would hang out, trying to make his visits to your place as frequent as he can, or at least hang out at his house for a bit.

This time was no different, he knocked at your door, radiating happiness from his perfect, beautiful smile. "Hola, amor! You ready for this movie marathon?" He said, trying to lean into the door frame of your apartment, just to stumble and, in his eyes, failing to impress you.

You giggled at his weird antics. "Hola precioso, just get inside so we can start" you pulled him into a hug that ended up in a kiss and let him in.

You two made yourselves comfy at your room, Mateo put his little bag down along with his sweater, then both of you got to work and started making a little "nest " of some sorts. You stopped as you noticed his worried face look around, worried, you walked up to him, leaving the blanket you've had on your hands forgotten on the floor.

"Mateo? ¿Bebe? You ok?" You asked, getting closer to him.

"Huh?" Gekko looked up and smiled, awkwardly. "Uhhh... Yeah, I just forgot something, nothing super important but, ugh, well" he left whatever he had on his arms and went for his skateboard. "I'll be back, in like, a few minutes, I swear!!" You tried to get a word in but by the time you finally came up with a sentence, he was already out, door swung open.

"Ayy... Nunca me dejas hablar." You muttered. Frowning, you tried to finish the nest you two started.

A little more than a "few minutes" have passed and Mateo was nowhere to be seen, you texted him but realized his phone was in his little blue circled backpack, so you just sat there, in your bed, defeated, until you heard a kind of weird... Rumbling, it almost sounded like groans? Coming out of his backpack, you brushed it off, thinking it was his phone, until you heard it again, louder this time.

Worried, you walked over to see what was making so much noise, then noticed how the front of the backpack has this weird glow to it? What kind of fancy LED backpack did this boy have? Whenever your hand touched what it seemed now upon closer inspection clear plastic, it started glowing again, but brighter. You closed your eyes and retreated your hand away, until you felt something warm and soft grabbing it, you opened your eyes and layed your gaze on a little yellow and purple... Toy? You squished it and it made a little gurgling sound, wich made you giggle. It started rubbing its little head into your palm and you couldn't help but pick it up and cradle it in your arms, some other creatures from different variants of color came out, almost as if it were an ambush.

You fell into the ground, how many days has it been? You don't remember. The only thing occupying your thoughts were the little adorable creatures begging for your care and cuddles on top of you, the door finally swong open and Mateo stepped into the apartment.

"Bebeee, I'm..." he looked over at you, in the ground, tackled by his little friends, defeated but with a big smile, he joined you in the floor. "Nooo, man, I was about to introduce you guys today..." he sighed, hugging wingman. "See? This is why we can't have nice things" All of the kids did an annoyed gurgling sound and tackled Mateo, their new victim. The item Mateo forgot to bring long forgotten, laying on the floor.

"But fr tho, I'm telling Ma' about this."

The only thing you could feel at the moment was a sharp ringing in your ears as your eyes started to feel heavy, the enemy was finally retreating, you won, but at what cost?

Feeling the coppery taste fill your mouth, you looked down to see several gun shot wounds scattered all over your body, your arm looked the worst, tho, you could barely feel your fingers, as if they were never even there in the first place. With your knees shaking beneath you, you gave in, falling to ground, your gun crashing at your side with a loud bang.

You could make out screams, prayers and call outs coming from the little ear piece Brimstone gave everyone before the mission, the last thing you were able to clearly see, was a little yellow form running along side a tall figure. Knowing you were finally save, you let yourself rest, for what it felt would be the last time.

I'm so glad I got to see him one last time you thought, as your eyes finally closed. The last thing you could make out was a familiar voice screaming, pleading for help.

"NO, nononono. Please, fuck, anything but this. SAGE??? Ok, they are coming, you're gonna be alright... Please answer me, amor, por favor, I don't wanna lose you."

You wish you could of responded. All of the words you wish you told him, how much you love his smile, his laugh, his silly remarks. But it was too late for that, you thought.

It was dark out whenever you first regained full consciousness, seeing familiar faces looking down at you from what it seemed to be a hospital... Room? Most of the Valorant protocol agents where there, except for a green haired individual.

Sage gave you a rundown on what happened, letting you know they did everything in order to get you into a better shape, but that sadly, your left arm endured heavy trauma, so it had to be amputated, but in a more optimistic note, she made it clear they would give you a prosthetic arm as soon as they got their hands on it.

A week passed since you woke up from the incident and besides the "we amputated your arm off" part, everything was looking quite well, physically at least. It seemed your recovery was looking pretty good, you were banned from any missions, for now at least.

The only thing bothering you was Gekko, you haven't seen him since the incident, everything about it was a blur tho, you couldn't really remember what happened after you took those bullets to the arm, but you were sure you saw wingman making his way over to you whenever you were down at the ground... Right??

You decided to pay him a visit. You missed him and for some reason you couldn't shake the feeling that he was avoiding you, but that wouldn't be something Mateo would do, you thought. While you were on your way to his room, you couldn't help but notice wingman and dizzy frantically looking around outside of his room, once you got close enough, they both took notice of you, than started making very frantic and almost concerned noises, wingman hugged your leg and started rubbing his little head against it as if he were a cat and dizzy went to your side, snuggling his little face on your neck.

"OH! Hey you two, aww... Look at you, I've missed you so much, mis bebes preciosos..." You told em', trying to hug them both to the best of your ability. You started walking with both of them to Mateo's room and as soon as you opened the door, your heart dropped. His room looked like a mess, as if he hasn't left for a while. You found him sitting on the edge of his bed, earphones blasting music in his ears and head buried on his hands.

"Yo! Guess who's... Feeling better..." You trailed of, the rest of the sentence getting stuck in your throat. "Mateo...?" You got closer to him. He looked up, startled, not really expecting company, specially at this hour. "Oh... Shit, I uh. Hey (Y/n)" he said, you couldn't help but notice dark circles around his now, puffy red eyes, you got a little closer to him, concerned. "I-I wasn't expecting you, hah" He took of his earphones and started rapidly rubbing his eyes, hoping you didn't see him balling his eyes out. Standing up slowly from his spot on his bed.

You instantly went in for a hug, which he gladly accepted.

He couldn't help but tear up a little, instantly squeezing you a little bit harder, which made you let out a tiny groan "OH, I'm sorry, i got excited" He said, letting you go reluctantly, whenever you two met eyes, he immediately broke eye contact, trying to look anywhere but at you. The greened haired boy was more fidgety than usual, you noted, he seemed nervous and sad, which broke your heart

"Oh yeah no worries" You said, dropping your hand at your side, letting the silence fill the room once again, until he broke it.

"So... How are you feeling? Any better?" He asked as he awkwardly shuffled back to his bed and took a sit, patting the spot right next to him, signaling you to do the same, which you did.

"Yeah, kinda" You leaned your head against his shoulder, letting out a sigh in the process. "I'm just extremely tired from the recovery therapy, It's been pretty hard" You looked over at him, he was still refusing to meet your gaze. You were only met with an almost unperceivable Mhm. You frowned at the response, Gekko seemed more distant, cold. That wasn't like him at all.

You two sat awkwardly, letting silence fill the room as the minutes passed.

Finally, gathering up the courage, Mateo spoke.

"I'm so sorry for what happened"

You looked over at him, noticing warm tears streaming down his face, you panicked, wrapping your arm around his shoulders. "Mateo, It's ok, I'm fine, It's not that ba-"

"That bad?? NO, you..." He raised his voice, finally looking your way, you could see anger and desperation in his eyes, he adjusted his tone before speaking again. "You almost... I was of no help. If it wasn't for Sage and the others you-" He choked tears down, trying his hardest not to cry, but his voice betrayed him, cracking a little at the end. "I almost lost you. I don't know what i would of done if I lost one of the most important person in my life" He pulled you into a warm embrace, burrowing his head on your neck, you felt his warm tears on your skin and that show of care was enough to make you start to tear up. "I'm so sorry, bonite, te amo... I'm not gonna let anything bad happen to you again. I swear" You giggled between tears at his childish wish. Realistically, you both could lose each other in the line of work you two were involved in, you knew what could happen, you were fine with it, but you would a 100% prefer to lose your life than lose him and you were sure at this point, the feeling was mutual.

You two stayed like that for what felt like hours, just enjoying each others warmth and company.

"Yo tambien te amo Mateo" You said, petting his head.

"Auuuugh... I never thought I would confess to you in such a bad way" He laughed at the ridiculousness of his actions, then looked up to meet your eyes. "I'm sorry, I'll make it up to you, you'll see" He smiled, finally letting go of all the anger and guilt he's been hunted by the last few weeks from your recovery. "It's ok, precioso... I wouldn't change it for anything" You smiled, pressing your forehead against his, then stealing what would be the first kiss of your relationship.

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