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Will You Be Mine? // Micah x F!Reader

You couldn't believe what was happening. You were honestly in a bit of shock, and maybe even a little confused. There you stood by the fire. In the brisk cold of one very specific night in late winter. Micah's hands holding yours as the two of you were looking into each other's eyes. It was only now that you were noticing just how beautiful his icy blue eyes were, but still... You couldn't help but wonder what was happening. Earlier that week you had taken notice of Micah behaving a little out of the usual for him. He seemed more nervous anytime you were around him, and you had seen him whispering to a couple of the other girls in camp now and then. The odd thing was they didn't seem too put off by him talking to them either. You couldn't help but wonder what they were talking about. It honestly made your heart sink a bit. If only you knew the truth.

I didn’t even plan on Firewall falling in love with @thebestdecepticonleader‘s Starscream, and I think that actually helped it become more realistic in nature. I still remember their first threads together, how he would continue to exceed her expectations of a Con’s relationship with a subordinate. He was so understanding of her, and he displayed mercy to her, even on the brink of his betrayal. Looking back, it seems that even after being mind-jacked and driven to near insanity, he reserved a place in his spark for her. I’m giving him a break for when he was actually insane during most of Cybertron.

And then he comes back from being insane and is still mentally unstable-- and still allows her to get close to him?? As surprising and lovely as this was to me, following threads that were set in the past put this into perspective: they knew and got close to each other before the Minicon Battles. What started out as a coding glitch in Firewall’s mind turned into genuine respect and admiration, which turned into friendship once they thought they could get away with it. Starscream earned all that, and it could be argued that she was as loyal to him as she was to Megatron (Spoiler: she was).

Firewall was his anchor in times of suffering, someone to turn to when it all felt like too much. He was her compass, someone she trusted to lead her in the right direction. No, she didn’t approve of his emotional outbursts, especially against Megatron, but she only objected with respect and concern. Though she was outranked by him, Starscream held her with highest regard, and she was eventually the most important person in his life. The only one he could trust.

He still let her in, because no matter what you can do to his mind, his love for her never faltered. Cliché as that sounds, of course Starscream is going to desperately hang onto the one aspect of his life that was good. His life is a big pit-fire, with no happy ending in sight. So once he sees a light in the darkness, a light that accepts him for who he is and sees him as a person and not a monster or a weakling, he is going to hold onto that and never let go.

And Firewall, the one afraid to make friends for fear of them dying, afraid to step out of line in any way, couldn’t help but become close to Starscream, despite rank, faction, and risk of hurt. And it did hurt-- watching him die, get corrupted by the Omega Lock, then almost lose his life again, hurt like her spark was being torn out. But she stayed. Here is a mech who’s competent, tactful, trustworthy, and actually caring (albeit secretly), in a sea of trigger-happy, blood-thirsty brutes. She knew he deserved better, even when she was loyal to Megatron; even through slave coding, her love for him endured. It was that love that became the catalyst for breaking through the brainwashing, just as her parental love for her guardian almost was during the war. At this point, nothing would waver her loyalty to him. Starscream became just as important to her as Cybertron itself. 

She made Starscream her mission. Protect him at all costs; stay alive so you can fight for him. Comfort him, prevent him from acting irrationally. After losing so many of her friends (and her hero complex made her believing that was her responsibility to prevent), losing Starscream felt like she failed him. When she got him back, she held onto him so tightly, she was sacrificing her own mental stability to stay close to him. Finally, when they were separated, she was able to put things into perspective-- her hero complex and her PTSD from watching him die. Firewall regained a sound mind, yet she still vowed to return to him-- not out of obligation or paranoia, but from a genuine desire to stay by his side. She wanted to stay with him forever, even though he was banished from Cybertron and its colony worlds. Even though Starscream lost all memories, she couldn’t help but return to him. Her loyalty remained, just as it did after the coding glitch that started it all. And by then, her loyalty was correctly refined and strengthen by the pureness of her love for him. The mech she fell in love with was still himself, even without his knowledge of all their history together; and sure enough, his love returned as well. They were meant to be together no matter what, even in rebirth, physical and mental.

So okay, I have a list of both SFW and NSFW prompts that I picked out for me to write drabbles on since this ship has consumed my life (and I really need to get back to writing, booth ooc and ic). This one is a little short for my taste, but I promise the next one will be longer. Without further ado...

@kuroganeslayer

Totomaru collapsed on top of their lover, riding out the aftershocks of a well-deserved prostate orgasm as the two of them panted from the physical exertion. Their hearts beat wildly behind their ribcages, working to get back to a normal rhythm as neither mage moved. After a moment, Gajeel slowly pulled out of them, which earned him a groan from the fire mage.

The dragon slayer absentmindedly stroked Toto’s tattooed back as their respiration rates calmed; he could feel their breath on his neck. As soon as they could, the teacher lifted their head, so they could look at their partner. When their eyes met, smiles and breathless laughs broke out, culminating in a kiss. “That felt so good,” Totomaru murmured, speaking against Gajeel’s lips before breaking off.

“I could tell. You were ridin’ me like there was no tomorrow, ‘n yer ass was squeezin’ my dick like crazy.” The fire mage’s face bloomed red and they averted their gaze just from those words. The dragon slayer smirked at their reaction to what he said, letting out an amused huff. “Hey now, c’mon, don’t get all shy ‘n shit. It was a compliment. I like it when you’re like that. But…” He paused, waiting to catch their attention, and once he had it again, he continued. “I like this even more,” Gajeel said, pulling Totomaru back against his body, wrapping his arms around them, and kissing their forehead.

They were pleasantly surprised at his actions; they had never pegged him as a softie. “Who knew Black Steel Gajeel was a cuddle-bug?” the educator commented with a chuckle, hearing a half-hearted grumble coming from him.

“Shaddup. Don’t be goin’ around ‘n tellin’ people, alright?” Now it was the dragon slayer’s turn to blush a bit.

(You wanted angst, you got ANGST! @voiceintheradio)

He should have checked. He should have checked the entire backyard before they went outside. He was an idiot! Wilford was trying to get to Host once he saw them on the sidewalk, practically shoving past the ass who had run into the neko. “Host!” He called out, his eyes darting to the car. No, no, no! 

He froze, unable to do anything. The only thing he could hear was the hammering of his heart as he ran out into the street, not caring if he got hit at this point either. He knelt down and scooped Host into his arms, shaking him gently and cupping their cheek. “Host? Sweetie?” He croaked out, tears already rolling down his cheeks. “P-please...please don’t leave me.”

Wilford sat there in the middle of the road clinging to the little neko tightly until someone called the police. One of the officers had to pry Host away and drag Wilford back to the sidewalk. At that point he didn’t care anymore. His body had gone numb and his tears had since dried up.

((Ok I finally got it done! I hope you guys like it!))

@ssherookk @stuck-in-baker-street @f--kboy18

Mafia AU

( @cleopatrathesecretary )

“So, you’re the Vansten’s boy.” 

“Yes’m.” 

Two figures stood on a small sidestreet, one looking north, the other south. The first speaker, a woman, glanced back slightly at the other, a young man leaning against the brick wall. 

“I’ve heard a lot about you. Enough to make me wonder how someone like you could ever be connected to all this.” 

The boy smirked, flipping to a new page in the penny novel in his hands. “Family’s funny that way - bein’ the son ‘f a rumrunner an’ leader of the Vansten.. ah.. “Company” does have that… pull.” 

“But m’not here t’ talk about my life ‘r my father.” he continued, “Something from “this life” as you call it, touched mine.” 

“Oh?” The woman raised a brow, intrigued, “And is that why an angel such as yourself wants to meet someone like me?” 

“Yes,” He replied, “Th’Palermo clan has a… beneficial workin’ relationship with m’father. An’ yer ability t’ hide in plain sight is well known, Miz Cleopatra.” 

“Though your father may call me by my first name, Tobias, I still prefer Ms. Palermo, if you please.” 

Toby blinked, unperturbed at the use of his name. “O’course, m’apologies. Then please call me Toby, not Tobias.” 

“Then, Toby, I assume that you need be to… listen at the appropriate keyholes?” 

Toby nodded once more and turned a page, “Yes. A classmate of mine at the university has been acting… odd. Friendly. T’ friendly. He wanted t’ be lab partners fer a class he doesn’ need for his major; an’ he’s been pressing t’ hang out at places I know fer a fact he hates.” 

Cleopatra smirked and leaned against the wall of the alley, watching him. 

“Maybe he’s sweet on you.” 

Toby snapped his book shut and gave her a look. “I hardly think so. M’not his type.” 

“Then he has a motive for getting close to you.” 

“That’s my thinkin’. He wears a signet ring on a chain ‘round his neck - the DiCarlo family if memory serves.” 

Toby faced Cleo directly, arching a brow himself. “Yer family an’ theirs has quite th’feud, one my father took on once he started workin’ with you.” 

“Seems like a win-win situation, figurin’ out what my classmate is up t’ hm?” 

“Yes,” Cleopatra concedes, “Yes it does.” 

Send me “✖” and my muse will tell you a story about their sibling(s) 

“Oh do I have stories for you.”

“One time Abby thought it would be hilarious to tell me the Faceless Old Woman set my favorite blazer on fire. Well, needless to say she regretted it after I almost went toe to toe with the Faceless Old Woman myself for it. That was my favorite blazer after all.” 

“And another time I wanted to practice for my Dark Summoning badge, and Abby kept criticizing my chalk lines. So I told her to do a better one, and you know what she summoned? An armadillo! Hah!!” 

 “Oohhhh man, this one time, my brother and I - “