This was sitting in the dusty corner of my inbox and I’m terribly sorry it took so long. Here’s the song for inspo. Hope you enjoy!
You meet in a tree.
You were just minding your own business, sleeping above the ground to get away from those vicious wolves. Via hand glider, he crash-landed into your pool soul, tumbling onto the ground with you in tow. It was a rude awakening to say the least.
You yell at him for the most part, taking the brunt of your harsh words, before you eventually realized something.
“You’re the Hero, that everyone is talking about? The one that will defeat Ganon?”
He slowly nods.
An idea formulates in your mind of yours.
“Well, it seems like you need a guide, don’t you?”
And thus your ragtag partnership began.
Thank god your dad was the village’s guard and your mom was the your village’s doctor.
You act as an aid to his adventures. Well more like a tired sidekick.
It was like taking care of a newborn deer. Your hand would almost always be gripping the sky blue collar of his tunic from the next monster of the week.
Every cut, every bruise, every broken bone, the guy shrugs it off but you’re already wrapping the bandage around his bloody ankle.
To make the hard shell of detachment crack between you two, through late night campfire talks. The glow of the embers highlight the weariness in his eyes and tired frown on his lips. A pain runs through your heart and you just find yourself opening up to him. You explain the whole reason why you joined him; you were banished from your village for a crime you didn’t commit, only welcomed back if you could prove yourself to be honest and heroic. He’s silent for the entire time as you divulge your life story, not looking particularly hurt from this truth. It lasts for an hour before you tire yourself out from this one-sided conversation.
“Thank you for listening, even if you were kinda forced to.”
He realizes that he likes the sound of your voice.
Your first moment of touch was when he had his first flashback. It was frightening to say the least. He was standing still and your frantic hands were shaking him to get any response. You were on the verge of tears when he finally gasped, looking like a fish out of water. Not knowing at all what happened, your first instinct was to engulf him in a sudden embrace. Link was dazed, but it his first instinct was to hug back, feeling an unfamiliar wetness on his shoulder. It’s been a 100 years since someone has held onto him so tightly.
He is taken away by your compassion and the innocent sparkle of curiosity in your eyes to every new animal or plant. Your laugh is infectious enough to make him crack a smile, wishing he could match the resonance of your cackles. Your intelligence in tricks and wit obviously out masters him.
Once you took the time, the Hylian became very easy to read. You knew his brain, his heart, his insides. But there are moments where there was an unreadable fog in his eyes.
There are moments where you’re walking ahead of him, calmly staring out into the fading horizon. The setting sun kisses your skin and your eyebrows are relax. Seeing you fall in love with the ground you stand on and the air you breathe in.
This time seemed different. Peace was finally restored to Hyrule and Zelda returned. It was no lie that he did have growing feelings for the princess in the past. You even saw it and stayed away, respecting his feelings. But, nothing reignited. And this moment showed it.
Time stood still and an unusual warmth washes over him, frozen in place. You look back and see him, smile faltering into confusion at his unmoving figure. It just took one look to see what he was thinking.
You walked towards to him, touching his shoulder with a concerned grip.
“Are you okay, Link?”
He snaps out of his trance but he doesn’t move. His sharp eyes look through you, his calloused hand holding onto your hand that’s grasping your shoulder. For once, he’s scared on what do next. You smile and press your lips onto his, Soft and fleeting.
It was tranquil but the world went quiet for the first time before you pulled away.
“Was that okay?” You shyly ask, slowly regretting your choice.
The only answer he gives is by puling you in for another one.
You guys remember the things I said so long ago, I can barely remember what I ate for breakfast yesterday lol. Also, I know which post you are talking about, I saw it and it was awesome!
For some time, Sebastian remained quiet and soon you started to wonder whether he was actually listening to you for this whole time. His gaze seemed absent, directed toward the window and the heavy rain which was falling behind it, playing its rhythmical melody on the glass surface.
Right now, you would surely give more than a penny for his thoughts, to discover which part of your question managed to put him in such a peculiar trance.
“Well, I must admit…” he started, slowly turning his head toward you and putting the same, polite smile on his lips which suddenly didn’t seem as so kind.
It was almost as if your words awakened something deep inside of him and you weren’t sure whether you wanted to know what exactly, for his expression could be considered as frightening even. The tiny glimpse of his demonic side appearing in his dark eyes, the visible proof of how you managed to catch much more than his mere attention and so, his whole presence was aimed toward you.
“This is a rather interesting inquire. I wonder where could this idea come from? The one in which you believe I could be scared of something like that.”
He had to hold himself back when the sudden urge to laugh shook through his body, he didn’t want to scare you with his unnaturally wide and sharp smile, after all.
“The thing you are talking about is not frightening for me in the way you think it could be, my dearest,” Sebastian explained. “My eyes have seen things much worse than that and as much as I appreciate your effort, I have to admit that the place I come from is much worse than even the deepest forests, and the creatures living there are far more terrifying than your human mind could comprehend. However…”
The butler leaned forward and took your hand in his to place a soft kiss on your knuckles, never cutting the eye contact between you so you could clearly see the burning fire withing his demonic eyes.
“Since I’ve vowed to be honest, I will admit that you were not completely wrong,” he added. “My home is not a place I would like to come back soon to, after all.”
ahahaha have you seen this boi carve those symbols onto the mirror?? And draw those faces in the sand he’s an artist™ i mclove this request ahahaha my mana getting nothing less than the love he rightfully deserves~! **this is gonna be linked to the au where reader is trevor’s sister because i love that trope so much; here is the first headcanon + scenario i wrote on it**
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you bet your ass he grew those pumpkins himself because he’s good at literally everything he does
when they were ready, he took the best looking ones in with the largest smile you’ve seen him have
he was obviously one excited boi about Halloween
you quirked your brow when seeing him walk in with like 10 pumpkins
“I want us to carve pumpkins together,” he beamed and you felt your heart practically stop at how pure he looked at that moment, a literal angel
so the two of you got started; you were practically wheezing at your pumpkin, turning to him like “look it’s trevor when he found out we’re dating”
your lover burst into lover on the spot, looking at your creation
“he’s your brother, y’know” he chuckled, calming down, his arm wrapped around your shoulder
you reached up to kiss his cheek with a satisfied sigh “yea, this is how we show affection,” glancing behind him, she tried taking a peek at his pumpkin “what’d you carve?”
he turned “well, it’s nothing compared to your masterpiece but,”
yesss ofc you may!! also i see what you’ve done there ahahah cause he manipulates blood good one my dude~ also thank you for request~ it really puts me in a good mood seeing as i’ve been struggling with writing a journal article for the past 500000 hours ahhhh
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okay but softest vampire ever??
everyone assumes his ‘fangs’ are his bottom teeth and he’s like so confused because ?? theyre so big??? all the blood would spill ???
on that note, he’s probably the type to rely on like underground vampire blood banks or animal blood rather than drink from a living ‘source’
he’s too soft and he doesn’t wanna harm anyone
which is also why he found it hard to tell you what he is; he was already big and scary looking and while you assured him you loved him more than anyone else, he didn’t wanna add to what he considered to be faults
so you probably found out by accident when you came home early from work to surprise him and found him indulging in a lil ‘snack’
he looks at you and you look back at him “Vlad,” you begin precariously “Is that what I think it is?”
he wiped his mouth, unable to look at you “depends on what you think it is.”
eventually he explained his situation and, naturally, you accepted him, punching him in his large arm for ever thinking you wouldn’t
every now and again, you’d encourage him to take a bite from you, just out of pure curiousity to how it would feel and he’s always super careful and asking if you’re okay literally every 10 seconds
gets rlly jealous around other vampires when they approach you but apart from a tighter grip of your hand
yessss this is so adorable~! kirishima is like 100% the cutest puppy and omg ehdhwh thank you so much for this request~~
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it’s so hard for him to keep secrets from you so as much as he tries to hide it, he spills that he’s a werewolf like one month into the relationship
by then, though, it was so obvious that you weren’t even surprised and you just chuckled and held him close
very territorial of you, especially around other werewolves and he hates that he can’t help it;
you squeeze his hand when you see his eyes narrow ever so slightly and kiss his cheek “eijirou, I love you” you whisper, placing your hand on his cheek “only you”
that actually makes him so giddy and happy inside it’s unreal
always super happy around you and very rarely do you see him sad, when he’s really sad / stressed it’s harder to control his wolf-like features and you see him curled up in a ball on the couch, ears drooped down
in those times, you know the best thing to do is to cook him his favourite food, pet his head and listen to him just spill everything that’s going wrong
he’s so grateful that you’re ever so patient with him and he shows it literally every day
im talking good morning kisses, going to work kisses, over the phone kisses, text kisses, welcome home kisses YOU GET THE POINT he’s a kissy smoochy boi
surprises you with little gimmicks he finds on the way home; more peculiar looking flowers, a funny little sculpture from a corner shop etc
his lockscreen is a selfie of you and him while his home screen is also you and him but him in his wolf form and you kissing the top of his head,it makes him melt every time
every full moon, your heart hurts when seeing him tied up but you know it’s for his own good
in those times, you take out a sleeping bag and sleep a few metres in front of him
“Step back babe,” he would plead, feeling his muscles tense but you’d shake your head, wanting to hold him close until his transformation’s over.
He squeals in pain as his wolf features become to appear and you soothe him “It’s alright baby,” you pat his head “It’s okay, don’t worry, you’ll be fine” when his apologies turn to animalistic winces followed by growls, you pull away and sit in front of him.
His wolf form is intimidating to say the least, but also oh so beautiful, with his fur an intense black colour with tufts of rusty red I’m various places.
“See you in the morning, hun.” You whisper softly, moving to lay down, looking at him before eventually falling asleep.
me and you both boi me and you both. hector is such a good soft boi and i know that in the game dracula actually had such a soft spot for him so when he did what he did in the series, i felt so brokenhearted rip my heart and soul #saveHectorfromCarmilla2k18 also for the sake of my heart and soul this is in an au where dracula merely mourns his wife with his children rather than cause the destruction of mankind so everything is NICE and DANDY and NOTHING bad happens thank xo
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The first time she had met Hector was when her father had taken both her and her twin brother on a visit; he had said he met this talented scholar during his travels.
She wasn’t necessarily pleased to go visit, what she thought would be, an old wrinkly man. When the door to the dark cottage opened to reveal a boy, roughly about her age, she was interested.
“Oh?” She let out a surprised sound when feeling something furry brush up against her foot “What an adorable cat!” She squealed, causing her brother to roll his eyes, watching her lift the injured animal in her arms and pet it “Shouldn’t she be dead with these wounds?”
Looking at the man called Hector, she saw him scratch the back of his head with a smile “That’s…kind of what I do.”
Her brother let out a sigh “He’s a forgemaster, idiot.” He whispered sharply “You would have known that if you listened to father rather than prance about the field.”
“Adrian.” His father, naturally, overhead and drew his boy’s attention “Be nice to your sister.”
“Yea, Adrian.” The girl stuck out her tongue accompanied by a shit-eating grin all the while toying with the pet in her arms only to be met with the middle finger when their father turned around.
Hector was enthralled by her energy, unable to take his eyes off her as she went around with blatant curiosity, enjoying the company of the various pets.
“To what do I owe the pleasure, my Lord?” The silver haired boy offered the count and his disgruntled looking son a seat all the while keeping an eye on the frolicking girl “Can I help you with anything?”
The black haired man heaved a long sigh, leaning his hand onto the wooden table while rubbing at his temples in a tired gesture “The humans have taken my wife, Hector,” he began “Burned her at the stake.”
The blonde vampire had his fist clenched while his sister went quiet; the sorrow-filled air wrapped around the forgemaster, he could feel it press down on him like no weight ever has.
“I’m really sorry to hear,” he began, glancing to and from the three of them before having his eyes fixed on the trembling lips of the girl who only a minute ago was happily smiling.
“My children have said the castle feels lonely,” the man began “And so, in an attempt to secure their happiness, I’ve come to you in search of pets.”
Hector quirked his brow “Pets?” He couldn’t believe his ears, the ruler of vampires had come to ask him for pets, he could barely hold back his laugh when seeing the solemn nod. Standing to his feet, he passed by the girl who was rubbing the tummy of a grey little pug “She’s obviously gotten quite attached to my little dog,” he chuckled before bending down to lift him into his arms.
alucard, being the edgy boi ™ he is, took home a snake
you took home a rat and two kittens
dracula got himself a large dog
before leaving you asked Hector if you could come visit again because you’ll miss the lil pug
needless to say he was extremely happy to hear that; it had been long since he had any sort of company and how could he say no
you would come visit him at least twice a week if not three times, showing up at his door with a large grin
after a few times he’d come to wait for your visits, feeling seriously down on the days that you couldn’t come over
you had asked him to teach you forgemastery (primarily because it looked really cool)
he agreed on the condition that you have picnics and outdoor walking with him afterwards; naturally you accepted
over time the two of you had grown very close and without even noticing, it wasn’t long before you held each other in warm embraces and whispered comforting words of affection to one another
dracula was seemingly oblivious to this, thinking the two of you were merely good friends and actually being thankful to Hector that he got you to develop a passion in something constructive
that was until you were late coming home one evening and he was getting worried, not wanting to lose any more of his family
using his mirror, he decided to look up your location, catching you and your beloved in an embrace
“I need to get home,” she whispered and he pressed a kiss to her forehead with a forlorn look, grimacing at the thought of her leaving.
“Will you return soon, beloved?” He inquired and she nodded, barely managing to pull herself from his arms, not wanting to leave more than he did.
when she got home, she was met with a smug looking brother, rubbing the head of his pet snake and a stern looking father
the only reason he was upset was because she hadn’t told him, in all honesty(and much to Adrian’s dismay) he was so happy you and hector were in a relationship; he cherished and respected your lover and told you that you couldn’t have found a better man
Every evening, just before the sun sets, you place out a large bowl of scraps and a large bowl of water, for what you assume is a stray. Originally, you would always come out of a morning to find your bins upended and trash scattered around, as something searched for any possible food. Now though, you no longer have any issues with it, the stray simply sticking to the large pile of scraps and food that you set out for it. If you happen to occasionally bring back left overs from your work to make sure you have more available for the stray, well, that’s no ones business but your own.
One night, a little past midnight, you realise that you left something in the car. Groaning, you heave yourself up and grab your car keys, grumbling a bit to yourself. You shiver as you open the front door and step out, taking a few steps forward before freezing as you see something moving around the side of the house.
You’re expecting to see the stray digging into the free meal you always place there, but what you see is no stray.
The creature sits crouched before the bowls, its body almost skeletal in appearance, skin pulled tight, and sharp deformed ridges poking out of its back,
the ashy tone only amplifying the effect. Its eyes are large and pitch black, almost looking like empty sockets, if not for the slight gleam of the light hitting them. With its lips pulled back thanks to the tightness of its skin, you can see its large needle like teeth, slick with thick drool. The creatures large clawed hands are covered in food, chunks of it hanging from its mouth and staining its chest in a gory display of animalistic hunger, every inch of it like something from a nightmare.
You find yourself completely frozen with fear as the thing watches you, heart nearly stopping as it opens its maw and lets out a hollow wailing growl, and abandons its food. Before you can move an inch, its thundering towards you on all fours, limbs moving and twisting abnormally as it moves, making it seem almost spider like, a hollow rasping groan echoing from its chest.
Eddie, your adoptive father, finds out about your relationship with Peter Parker.
Warning: Mentions of homophobia
Eddie could tell something was off.
For the past few weeks there’d been a slight change in your attitude. You had been going to school like you usually would and he had checked to make sure you were though you were arriving home later in the afternoon then school ended. You’d told him that you had joined a reading club after school with your friend Peter. Eddie wasn’t too upset about you being friends with Peter considering they both knew each others identities yet whenever he asked you about the club and what you did, you’d always stutter and reiterate the story of a book he knew you’d read before. The Symbiote sensed it too, you were lying to them. But why? You seemed okay with him taking you in before and now whenever he asked about your friends or what you did after school, you seemed to freeze. He prayed you weren’t doing drugs, not that he could see any effects that he could identify. Was it Peter? Had Peter told you who he was? Who he was to Eddie? Eddie had confided in you about being the Venom and you’d taken it pretty well. Had something happened to make you despise him? He decided he needed to investigate. He jumped out the window and made his way to your school, since school was supposed to be out for the day, he stayed to the rooftops and made his way to the school. He reverted back to human form before coming in through the school gates and wandered around. That when he spotted you around the side of the school talking to Peter. Eddie wasn’t surprised that you were hanging out with the boy yet wondered why you weren’t attending your club. Thats when he saw Peter’s hand reach for yours and kissed you.
You kissed back.
Whoa.
Out of all things, Eddie hadn’t suspected you to be gay. Not that he had anything against that, if anything he was relieved due to the stressing about what else you could have been doing in the time between school ending and coming home. You and Peter hadn’t spotted him which was a good since it gave him time to hide and go back to the apartment.
(WE SHOULD HAVE CONFRONTED HIM) Venom spoke inside his head, trying to figure out why they didn’t go to their boy and ask why he kept it a secret. Eddie shook his head, how was he going to explain the problems of homophobia to a symbiote? “It would have frightened him, its not the same for people who like the opposite sex”. (WHAT DO YOU MEAN?). Eddie sighed “a lot of parents don’t accept that other people are attracted to the same sex and often judge their children if they happen to be those people”. He felt a twang in his body, the slightest bit of pain, (YOU ACCEPT HIM DON’T YOU?). The Venom was looking out for you, not wanting Eddie to be against you for liking someone. “Of course I accept him, there’s nothing wrong with it, he might not know that so that’s probably why he kept it a secret”. The symbiote thought this over and concluded it made sense. The two spent the afternoon setting things up for a nice casual dinner night, not wanting to throw any hints that they knew when you came home.
While this happened, you were sitting on the roof of some hotel where you and Peter were spending the afternoon cuddling and talking about the day. You found it cool that he was able to be open about being Spiderman with you, after Ned found out of course. You were happy Peter had more than just one person to vent about it to. You two sat next to each other, fingers intertwined while watching the cars down below. It was peaceful and you were glad you could be here with someone you cared about with them feeling the same in return. “So (Y/N)…” Peter’s voice broke through your thoughts, you turned your head and saw his face with a bit of uncertainty. “Whats wrong Pete?”. “Have you told Eddie about us yet?”. You stiffened at that. Peter watched you in question, he knew you weren’t too open about being gay due to how you were treated at school and your parents leaving you. He understood that yet didn’t want you to be living in fear. He waited patiently for your response until you spoke up.
“I want so badly to tell him, he’s done so much for me and yet I’m keeping a secret from him, like he even told me about being the venom! And the Symbiote seems to like me so I should just tell him but I don’t want to see the disappointment Peter. I’m scared theres a chance I’ll get thrown out again and I keep thinking about my parents”. Peter wasted no time in wrapping his arms around you. Holding you close to him to give what all the comfort he could. Seeing you in this crossroad sent him into turmoil. Surely Eddie of all people would be decent about it. Eddie may seem a bit rocky around the edges yet Peter could see he’d be accepting. He guessed when it came down to it. All three of you had your secrets.
Later that afternoon, Peter had swung you both down to your usual walking spot to walk you home, you normally insisted that you walked him home and sometimes you won yet this time you felt insecure and knew Peter would protect no matter what. God you were lucky to find someone as perfect and loving as him. On the way, you’d been going over the pros and cons until you came up to your building “I’m going to tell him”. You both stopped at the door, Peter was cautious but kept your hand in his “You want me to stay nearby? You know May would be ok with you staying if need be”. You smiled by shook your head, glad to know May was accepting the awesome nephew she had. “Its fine, I’ll call or text you about what happens, thanks though”. The two of you exchanged a kiss.
It was different from all the other times he’d kissed you, as if there was a chance you won’t be able to soon. Hopefully it wouldn’t come to that. Once Peter left, you walked up the stairs instead of the lift so you had time to think about the scenarios that could transpire.
Eddie could be accepting or at least tolerant of the fact you were gay and not into girls.
You may chicken out and not even tell Eddie and so go on with the rest of your time knowing each other with a secret and a whole lot of excuses.
Eddie would tell you to get out.
The first one seemed pretty reasonable but considering your past, so did the other two. You didn’t have enough time to think about it again as you came to the door of the apartment you might not be sharing anymore. You needed to think positive but it was so difficult. You got bullied for this, ridiculed, despised.
The door was unlocked. You felt heat traveling along your collarbones. The knob felt warm under your fingers, he’d been home and your chest contracted to cause pressure at your core. You twisted the knob to open up.
You heard humming from the kitchen, the wall blocking your view from the living room. You knew it was Eddie. You could smell something great. He was happy, did you really want to ruin it?
You closed to door behind you and made your way to the kitchen, leaving your bag near one of the chairs. Eddie’s humming stopped when he heard the buckles clank against the floor, turning to see you standing in the door way “Hey! How was school?”. “School was great” a slightly genuine smiled found it’s way on your face. You looked at him, he was wearing an apron with a table cloth in his hands. There was a pot behind him on the cook top that permitted the air with a saucy taste. He seemed to see right through your disguise but didn’t mention it. The two of you sat at the table, he’d been cheerful since you walked in yet you could tell there was something he was hiding as well, not that you felt you could judge.
“This tastes great!” You said with much sincerity. It really was, people didn’t give Eddie the credit of being a good cook yet every time he did you were amazed at how he well he was able to do it. You got a buzz from your pocket, thinking it might be Peter, you excused yourself from the table “I’m just going to the bathroom”. You got up from the table and made your way down the hall. Once the door was closed, you took your phone out and saw it was indeed your boyfriend.
Peter: Hey, is everything good?
You: I came home to him being happy, I don’t want to ruin his day.
Peter: Hun, your not capable of ruining anyone’s day, remember you don’t have to if you don’t want to.
You: Thanks Peter, Im currently hiding in the bathroom so I’ll have to be out quick.
Peter: Ok, don’t stress and if you need a pickup, just let me know.
You: I will (: Love you.
Peter: Love you too.
You put your phone back in your pocket and flushed the toilet to make it sound like you actually went.
When you came back to the living room, you found Eddie washing up the plates in the kitchen, he had a conflicted look on his face, the same as yours. He noticed as you came him, not bothering to hide the look on his face, his eyes even started to faze to black. You came up and started wiping the dishes next to him “Eddie theres something I need to tell you”. Eddie kept scrubbing yet smiled at you as if he was encouraging you to let it out. Your heart was beating too quickly and you were sure he could hear it.
“I’m gay”.
Eddie’s facial expression didn’t move, still in that same small smile that you couldn’t tell was actually happy or hiding disgust. It was the same look your parents had.
“Please say something” you pleaded, you thought it would be easier if he just told you to get out right there instead of drawing on the silence.
“Eddie” you tried again.
His smile changed, stretching up to his cheekbones as he gave a light chuckle,
“I know”.
Wait what?
How did he know?
Were you that obvious?
“W-wha? How?”.
He stood there as you tried to figure out how he knew. “I saw you kiss Peter at the school today, I thought I’d check to see what you were doing instead of ‘book club’”, he used the quote marks with his hands.
That sent you over the edge, your eyes welled up in tears that rolled down your cheeks in a matter of seconds. The sobs couldn’t be contained as they racked through your body. Eddie was shocked at your response, wouldn’t you be happy to have come out, did he sound too harsh?. He quickly brought you into a hug “Oh (Y/N)! Whats wrong? Look its ok if your gay, theres nothing wrong with that, please don’t cry”. You sobbed into his shoulder, feeling his arms wrap around your frame. “No its not that. Im sorry that I lied. I didn’t know how to tell you since you let me stay and I didn’t want to go through what I did with my parents”. Now Eddie was crying, he should have known it would be due to your parents. You felt him hug you tighter. “Im sorry you felt that way, I didn’t know that was the reason, you didn’t deserve that”. Your sobs dampened slightly before you asked “So your okay with this?”. You were met with another squeeze “Of course I am, we both are” he said referring to the symbiote. The two of you stayed there, hugging until you heard a buzz from your pocket. Eddie’s voice was still gruff but less sad when he asked “Is that Peter?”. He released you from the hug and took your phone out, checking the text “Yeah its Peter, he’s asking to see how I’m doing”. “Why don’t you bring him over?”. Your head whipped to Eddie in an instant “wait really?”. He smiled and chuckled at your response “Yeah, we can have him over tomorrow night if you want? Need to make sure he ain’t a punk” he said with a huge grin on his face. You hugged him again, too excited to actually form words “thank you! Eddie your the best!”. “No worries (Y/N)” he said hugging back. You left to your room, smiling as you texted your boyfriend the good news. Eddie continued to wash the dishes with a smile of his own. (HE’S NOT SCARED ANYMORE, HE’S HAPPY) Venoms voice echoed in his head again. “Yep” he whispered “and I want to keep it that way”. The symbiote purred (GOOD).
This might not be quite what you wanted but I do certainly hope that you enjoy it nonetheless. I got struck with and idea while reading this and ran with it. -Knight
Jesse McCree
Looking down at the
letter firmly held in your grasp, you made a hard decision. You knew you wouldn’t
be able to tell McCree how you felt verbally. There was just no way you’d be
able to get the words to come out of your mouth with him standing in front of
you. You had ended up writing everything down on paper. You’d tried many many
times to get exactly what you wanted to say on paper, you had the papercuts to
prove it. You smiled at the band-aids wrapped neatly around your fingers. They
were proof of your struggle.
You made your way quietly
to McCree’s quarters, trying not to get caught anywhere near his room. Weird
rumors would start and no one wanted that. Or at least you didn’t want to
burden McCree with that. You knocked softly on his door. Surely he was home
this late in the day. Moments later the door opened and a sleepy looking McCree
answered.
“Ah, Hello there Y/N.” He
said with a huge yawn. “What cha need?”
“I uh.. I n-need you to
read something.. uh.. Here.” You said thrusting the envelope into his hands.
McCree began to open it and you turned to make a run for it when his hand
caught you by the arm.
“Whoa there, where are
you rushing off to?” You stared up at McCree, your face flushed unable to
speak. You just shook your head as he held your arm. “Cat got your tongue?” You
looked down nodding furiously. You didn’t want to be here when he read it! You
didn’t know what you were going to do once he’d finally got a look at the
contents.
McCree pulled you against
him as he used both hands to open the letter, pulling its contents out to read.
You stood there in silence unable to speak or look up at McCree. You were
afraid of what you might see.
“You wrote this?” McCree
finally spoke up after a long bout of silence. You nodded again weakly. At
least if he read the letter he’d know why you couldn’t speak. You were a
stuttering flustered mess when it came to things like this. One of McCree’s
hands lifted your chin so you were looking him in the face. He was smiling and
it was breathtakingly gorgeous. “No worries,”
McCree said before leaning down to kiss your cheek softly.
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