This is gonna be specific but can you make a Cyberverse! Cheetor x Snow Leopard! Femme! Reader. The plot is that the Autobots including Cheetor have to find the Crystal of Unity and they found the guardian of the Crystal of Unity (Y/n) and the deceptions stole the Crystal of Unity and Cheetor falls in love with Y/n
Ok first of all, I love snow leopards. Second of all I love cyberverse Cheetor. Third of all I love cyberverse Cheetor.
Need Someone
Summary: A bad day turns out to be slightly rewarding. After being lonely for so long, this might not be so bad.
Pairing: Cheetor X Reader
Warning: lil angst with comfort, (idrk it seems safe enough but tell me if i missed somthin)
I drag my servos across my faceplate. A low groan escaped me before I picked up a small pebble. I threw it elsewhere swiftly. I threw my servos up and my frame crumbled back to the ground. A clunk echoed. Then more, rhythmic ones followed, faintly getting closer.
I don't bother to turn around when I hear the clangs stop near the entrance to the temple. Don't even bother. Somebot walks up next to me, reaching their hand out. I smack it away and cower into the corner more. Continuing to run through the what-ifs.
"What are you doing here?" A stoic voice asks a-ways-away, only now letting themselves in. The hand that reached out for me earlier was their medic.
I gave them all a hard glare as I pulled myself up. Returning to my full height, rivaling their leader (or who I assumed was their leader).
"Why do you care? Came back for seconds, couldn't get enough?" I hissed, flexing my servos.
A few shared glances and a large, yellow bot stepped up and offered a servo, "You see, us Autobots haven't been here before. We however did detect Decepticons here. Care to Explain?"
My optic twitched, how dare these bots come into my home and demand answers from me after I was robbed of the only thing I was made for.
"I will explain nothing. Your friends pried the Crystal from my unwilling servos. And you come again!" I yell, balling my fist and giving the yellow bot - that, in my defense, was nearest to me - and gave them a strong right hook.
He yelped and fell backward, the bot behind him jumping out of the way. I jabbed a digit in the leaders direction.
"Why can't you and your hollow friends leave me alone. The big grey lugnut going to come back and help you finish me off?"
"Wait slow down," A smaller, more yellow bot waves their servos around, "Megatron came here and stole what off you?"
"I told you I'm not explaining anything to the likes of you." I grumbled, turning away and pacing around.
"Well, I'll start." The yellow bot offered, "I'm Bumblebee, were all Autobots and the bots that just came and stole this crystal thingy off you are Decepticons. They aren't our friends."
I hum, narrowing my optics. After Bumblebee introduced me to everyone, I grimaced and apologized to Grimlock for punching him. Then I went off explaining who and what I was. Though I could feel curious green optics trace my every movement.
"The Crystal of Unity is, long story short, a manipulation device. In the right hands it could bring together worlds on the brink of civil war. But in the wrong hands..." I sigh, "I'm afraid it is just a tool of mind control. The Crystal, no matter how strong or trained the mind is, will always be able to make the victim do whatever the wielder desires."
"So this can be used against any living being?" Prime spoke up,
"I'm afraid so. Now if you wouldn't mind, I'd like to be alone." I dip my head before turning around. The lights shining on the white panels annoyed my optics to no end, but I continued on.
Once I was alone, the other bot like me - Cheetor, I think - sat down next to me. I turned to him before I turned back to the horizon.
"Don't you think this world is beautiful?" He suddenly asked, his optics flicking around.
"I have seen a few planets that rival this one. But this dust ball has its moments..." I shrugged, glancing at him.
He nodded the turned to me, a look in his optics I refused to believe was there. "Just know, you did whatever you could to protect the Crystal. We will make sure Megatron does not use it against anyone."
I grimaced and gazed away, "Thanks. Just hope we get it before he figures out how to use it."
"If you ever need someone, I can get them for you." He smiled warmly, his servo patting mine softly and reassuringly. How can someone be so Optimistic? I wondered as he got up and left me to my devices once more.
I watched as he left. My white tail flicked from one side, to the other. I brushed my grey servos over the face of my maximal form. Dusting myself off.
At this time of day, it really did make my panels shine. I wonder if it did to Cheetors aswell?
(If you want me to continue i can but im so sick rn and i just want to get this out C:)
I would absolutely kill for a Chuck Hansen x reader fic, literally anything comfort if you could
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Yes ma'am I would to. Right away. *Salutes* (trauma and comfort- but what's the difference?)
A/n: So first rq! So excited! 🐢😀 I hope you like it ma fren, I will slave away until this is done. Also BC you didn't specify I will be doing a gn reader just so everyone is included! ❤️ And the dog is named chip in honour of my passed dog.. he's been gone for awhile but I feel this is the best way to remember him, just giving him small cameos for my fics.
Warnings: bit of angst, fluff, Aussie slang (oh no), a creepy snake kaiju (idek please tell me if you find anything! Please!)
A/N: PLEASE STOP I MADE THIS SO LONG AGO 😭
'That Dream Again'
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I woke up at the blaring of an alarm, 'all yeager pilots report to the main hangar' the loud and annoying monotone voice repeated. Sighing I rolled out of bed and patted my small lab pup I named Chip.
He barked happily and I smiled at the tiny scruff. I walked to the mirror in my room and grabbed my jacket. "Alright get up you old hag" I joked smacking my older brother's leg, further more annoying him on this pleasant morning (I noted without a bit of sarcasm). He groaned and jumped off his top bunk and stretched.
"I'll see ya over there, your taking forever" I mumbled, grabbing Chips lead and taking him out of our shared room. I ran with the energetic pup all the way to the main hangar and puffed out a breath, watching Chip pant happily.
"What's the big fuss?" I questioned as a few more pairs gathered around. Looking around for confirmation, most shrugged and shook their heads. So no-one knew why we were here. Fun.
Soon enough my brother jogged in and then someone started talking. "Now, everyone, we have two kaiju scattering, it's early but we need at least 2 yeagers. Any volunteers?"
"This should be easy" My brother shrugged and put his hand up,
"Thank you, get in your yeager and get preped you two, we need you out asap."
"I'll take Chip back, meet me at Cobalt" I waved him away and took Chip on yet another run. When I reached the door I opened it and pushed him in, "Be good. Got it" I pointed my finger at him then shut the door. Running through endless halls to get to where I got suited up was not fun, by the way.
I heaved out breaths as I entered Cobalt, my brother chuckling and punching my arm, "Ready for me to look in that head of yours"
"Only if your ready for me to look in your dirty thoughts" I grinned, listening to the dude we dibed the annoying radio guy.
-Time skipith-
We scanned the water carefully as we continued to wade our way though. I felt something slithering around our legs and glanced at my brother,
"Why don't we go snake huntin'" I joked before activating the knife on my arm, stabbing the snake like kaiju, and an ear piercing scream rang out before the kaiju grabbed onto Cobalts' left ankle, on my brother's side.
The snake let go then quickly slithered up our legs and around us, squishing Cobalt as it continued up. I let out a breath as is wrapped around us, coming up on the left side of Cobalts' head.
I went to stab the kaiju but It squished more and then bit into the left side of Cobalts' head, ripping it open. My brother let out a yell of agony as we were ripped from our drift and I screamed painfully, the literal shock of everything on my left side sizzle like I was cooking.
I activated the pulse cannon, barely hearing myself say it over the loud ringing in my ears, and held it somewhat is the kaijus' direction before I fired... Multiple times.
I shot up out of my dream in a cold sweat, my eyes glossed over and Chip whining next to me. It was a few years back and now I was in Hong Kong with the last few Yeagers left. I haven't found a match ever since and Cobalt sits there to collect dust.
A knock at the door snaps me back to the real world. I get up and walk over, with Chip trailing close behind. As soon as I open the door max bursts into and him and Chip are already playing.
I smiled and opened the door fully, "Hi chuck"
"G'mornin', you look like shit." He smiled and greeted me before he noticed how tightly I was holding my brother's dog tags, "That dream again?" I nodded slowly closing the door behind him, smiling sadly. "Come 'ere" He mumbled opening his arms.
I shuffled over and hugged him, burring my face in his chest, trying not to cry on him. "'m sorry you have to deal with me" I mumbled into his shirt,
He started to rock me back and forth then slowly sat down on my bed, "Hey, don't worry. I've got ya"
"Thanks chuck" I smiled and squeezed my eyes closed, slowly letting myself calm down from the recurring dream I had.
"Don't worry, mate. I gotcha.. I gotcha" He mumbled still rocking us back and forth, rubbing my back slowly.
This is in the memory of a fallen clone. In honour of their name, may they live on through the force.
For Tech
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There is no sound to be heard. Only the light tap of your boots. The silence is deafening. The tapping stops and you kneel down, carefully scooping up the goggles into your hands.
The broken glass catches a tear as it falls from your cheek. Even now you can still hear his matter-of-fact tone he nearly always uses.
He wouldn't want you to be crying about him. But he knows... knew that he would do this same if your positions were switched.
By now tears were pouring out of your eyes, but the goggles were still in your shaking hands. You can still hear his voice, embedded inside your head.
'When have we ever followed orders?'
It's like he's here, watching over you. You can feel his breath, fanning over your neck like he always did when he was focused on teaching you something. Or his feather light touches that guided you around many of his hobbies that littered the marauder.
You turn your blurry gaze slightly and a transparent blue figure has a hand on your shoulder. You blink away the tears only to almost burst into another break down.
Tech is crouched down, a smile gracing his features as he holds a hand to your shoulder. You lay your hand over your shoulder, feeling a fuzzy tingle wherever you make contact with him.
You blink and he's gone again. Just out of your reach once again. You squeeze the goggles, slowly rising to your feet again.
"Hemlock will pay. If it's the last thing I do."
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A/n: I hate being a star wars fan some days. I will continue this series... When I have motivation... And when I'm not moping. Hope this feeds my sad children as well. 💔
Edit: I'm looking at the likes and I'm like- oh my poor little children why are you giving me this much love for a drabble. If this gets to 66 likes I shall stop procrastinating and make.... Fives next.
Random idea. It's a hot day on this planet they are hiding out on and they can't keep cool and are practically over heating. They almost melt when they give echo a hug because he is so cold (since he's like half metal). Echo can't pry them off and just gives up on trying to get them off. All in all a very fluffy fic.
Warnings: None ((I think) other than hugging???)
Edit: thank you for 66 likes ✋💀 it's still rising and I missed the fifty mark so I'll update at 99 (if we get there)
Edit 2.0: Thank you for 99 likes! Hope you had a great new years! Next stop 104 🏃💨
Edit 3.0: I just barely missed the mark at 104 but no-one needs to know that. We're still going so 212 is our next stop 😘🤭💅
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I let out a low groan as my sleep was yanked away when I hit the floor. I mumbled some incoherent curses before I slowly curled back up on the floor.
"YOUR AWAKE!!" Wrecker called, laughing his head off before he scooped my frail form up and swung me around. I tapped his shoulder lightly,
"Wreck- Wrecker." He stopped quickly and I felt all the contents in my stomach get thrown around again.
"Yea?" He asked,
"You almost- Nevermind were inside and I just woke up so be a bit careful on me." I gave him a light hug and he nodded quickly giving me a bone crushing hug.
He placed me down on the floor after he squeezed the life out of me, he happily trotted out to go find omega and get her to come and annoy me to come outside.
I sighed lightly knowing Wrecker would stop at nothing to get me out, so I slipped on some decent outfit that -If there is a town nearby- No-one will figure me out to be a Republic Asset.
Wrecker didn't have his armour or blacks on -I mean another outfit just so you know- so what's stopping me. I walked quietly over to the cockpit, but no-one was there.
I let out a yawn as I walked over and down the stairs out of the marauder. Tech had his head stuffed in the engine bay of our old girl and either didn't notice I sat down on the stairs or refused to analogue me.
"Mornin'" I spoke up my voice hoarse from sleep still. Tech jumped out of his skin, dropped something and shot out of the bay quickly glancing at me quickly. I -tried to not die of laughter because my morning laugh sounded terrible to me- laughed lightly, "Did I scare you?"
Tech frowned, "No, you just caught me by surprise. I'm trying to work." He moved his glasses up and rolled his eyes.
"I wasn't even trying to be quiet, Tech. Calm your farm" I smiled at him. He huffed but gestured toward some loud yelling that sounded like wrecker.
"They are off playing at the beach. It is quite a hot day." He shrugged before collecting himself and going back to repairs.
"Thanks Tech!" I called happily before jogging off toward the frowning sound of playful yelling. When I made it to the tree line I noticed Wrecker and omega ganging up on Hunter in the water. They got dunked under a large wave they didn't notice and burst out laughing. I smiled but instead of joining them I walked over to Echo who was resting against a nearby tree.
I stifled another yawn and whipped some sweat off my head, It sure is hot out here. "G'Morning" I greeted him, my voice better than the last time I spoke.
He glanced over at me and smiled lightly, Simply saying "Hey." Before glancing back at the others and the water. "You look hot"
"Awh Thanks, So do you" I replied without missing a beat. He snapped his head over to me and tried to backtrack, and by try I mean turned into a stuttering and blushing mess.
"N-no Th- Tha-ts not w- wh- what I- I m- meant! Not t- that you're n- not Hot b- but- I-" Echo looked as If he was having a heart attack and when my hand touched his shoulder he clamped his jaw shut and swallowed hard.
"Calm down- Wait holy kriff you are cold." I gasped a grin slowly dawning on my face.
"Yea- I... Uhm sorry ya know, half m- metal and all" Echo barely managed out with a small voice.
I pressed myself on him in a tight hug and sighed happily, It felt like hugging a nice cold bottle of water you left in the freezer for a day. "You don't mind me hugging ya do you?" I asked mumbling into his shirt.
"Uhmmm... No. Not at a- all" He visibly gulped and kept his hand close to his side.
"You can touch me Echo, I'm not going to bite it off" I joked and he slowly pressed his hand to my back. I shivered happily and pulled him a bit closer.
Everything was nice. The sound of the waves crashing against the shore and Echos breaking evened out so he probably passed out. Wait- It's way to quiet- My realisation was slow and late as Omega literally lept on-top of me and I let out muffled mix between a groan and 'Oof'.
"Morning!" Omega yelled happily her tick accent a wonderful thing to suddenly awake to.
I let out another muffled groan, "Morning Omega"
She had also woken up Echo with her kamikaze jump. I shifted and gave Echo a mischievous look as I turned over. Omega almost slipped off so I caught her then started to tickle her.
Omega erupted into a fit of giggles and laughs. This caught the attention of Hunter who was playfully wrestling with Wrecker.. then Hunter got tackled.
"Wre- Wrecker!" Omega managed through her giggles and he beamed at the sight, Throwing Hunter over his shoulder before jogging over and saving Omega.
Wrecker let out a loud laugh and ran away with the two on his shoulder. I lazily saluted Hunter and snuggled back into Echo.
"What just happened?" Echo asked, confusion laced in his voice.
"No idea" I smiled and closed my eyes again. I felt his hands snake around me and he pulled me up more onto his chest.
Echo hummed and snuggled into my neck after he pulled me more onto his lap, "Your so warm" He mumbled.
Summery: Y/n ends up falling down a flight of stairs and it gets her to finally say something she's been holding in.
Paring: Ratchet x Human! Reader
Warnings: Fluff, Injures, Blood
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I hummed lightly while listening to music. At the moment I was sitting at base sketching out a waterfall. It was of a picture I took when I first went to it and that's where I first met the Autobots.
I sat on a chair, with my feet kicked up on the desk. I was so focused on the drawing and whisper yelling Eye of the tiger to even notice Ratchet, my guardian, calling my name.
I almost threw my pen and book when I was tapped on the shoulder, jumping out of my skin and falling onto the floor. My headphones falling off in the process. I yelped in surprise, my song being cut off.
"Sorry Y/n." I heard Ratchet say from behind me.
"You better be," I mumbled back. I picked up my headphones, pen and book then put it on the desk. "What is it?" I asked, raising my hands above my head to stretch the kinks out of my body.
"The other children are staying for a.. 'sleep over'," Ratchet gestured with air quotes, "And have returned to their homes to get supplies and were wondering what to get you, to save you and I the drive there and back."
"I don't really have a choice do I?" I asked walking up to the rails and leaning on them having to crane my neck just to make eye contact. Even though I'm like 19, I'm just barely the same height as Jack and with Ratchet around I'm always feeling short. Always having to look up can get a bit annoying.
"I do not think Miko will take it lightly if you say no." Ratchet answered giving me a side glance as he continued to type away at his computer.
"Neither do I" I sighed, "Tell them there is a Bright pink bag in the corner of my room"
"Bright pink..?"
"Yea me and my sibling both have one as a joke."
"mhmmm"
"Im being serious!"
] Time skippy brought to you by Steroids Ratchet [
I was sitting on the railing as the three guardians and charges came into the base and they jumped out or off before Arcee, Bumblebee and Bulkhead transformed.
"Bright pink? Really Y/n?" Miko asked,
"Do I have to explain it to you as well?" I chuckled, me and Ratchet shared a playful glance.
"Movie time!" Miko called,
"We're going to start on the star wars time line and you can't change it!" I called back,
"Start?" Miko called back,
"Star wars is to long to watch from start to finish in one night, Miko!" I called over to her, a little quieter since she had gotten closer.
"What movie do we start on?" Miko asked as she got into Disney+,
"The Phantom Menace!" I told her,
"Don't you have an Imaginary crush on Anakin or somethin'?" Miko asked over her shoulder.
"No. He is an ass! Obi-wan is way hotter!" I called back, Miko glanced behind me and her face twisted into a smirk. I raised my brow questioningly, slid off the railing before slowly twisting around and looking behind me.
Ratchet quickly turned around to his computers quickly. I whipped around and looked at Miko, a silent and simple question asking 'What'd I do?'
I turned back to Ratchet but he was walking off down a hall already. "Go get your boy. You've probably already watched this 5 times!" Miko told me and I heard her whisper to Jack and Raf, "Don't tell her but Anakin is way cooler"
Raf and Jack only shared odd glances, since neither of them have watched it. I just skipped down the stairs but on my way down my clumsy ass tripped and tumbled the rest of the way down.
I groaned when I hit the floor, touching my head but when I retracted my hand I felt the warm substance on my finger tips. When I looked down I saw the deep red blood on my fingers, trickling down onto my palm.
"On Second thought... I may not be watching that with ya...." My voice was slurred before I passed out at the bottom of the stairs. I heard frantic voices but I couldn't make them out.
I heard some yell something along the lines of Ratch... yea I think maybe Raf yelled it... or was it jack... I couldn't really tell at the moment.
Time seemed to blend together and it went quicker then normal. Soon I woke up in a makeshift medical bed. I recognized where I was, I was in Ratchet lair. My head throbbed as I pushed myself up, causing me to let out a pained groan.
Some middle aged guy that had a striking resemblance to, "Doc bot!" I slurred in a slight daze still. Ratchet quickly turned around and made his way over to me.
"Don't ever do that again!" He exclaimed,
"I was going after you and I guess I fell for ya... Ha, that's a bit cheesy.." I slurred, the medicine was still working its magic on me.
"Your still under the influence of-" Ratchet scoffed not wanting to explain things, "I highly doubt it." Ratchet smiled sadly and went to reach his hand out but retracted it and turned away.
"It's kinda like alcohol... Right?"
"Sure..?"
"Well then it's only helping me say this." I gabed my finger in his direction. Ratchet turned around slightly and glanced around.. probably thinking. "Just come here, help me outta here." I grumbled starting to get out of bed, I magically tripped again and Ratchet quickly rushed to make sure I didn't face plant again.
As soon as he grabbed me, I gave him a quick peck on the cheek and stumbled over to the counter to try and find water. I heard a loud thump and when I turned around he was planted on the floor looking to have passed out.
"What do I do? Hmmmmmm....." I tapped my leg as I stood there watching his unconscious holoform. A genius idea came to my still influenced mind.
I walked back over with great difficulty and then sat down next to him. I started to poke his face still trying to find a better idea, "Ratchh? Ratchet..? Hello....?" The best idea popped into my mind so I put it into action straight away.
I leaned down and did one last final poke just to check all was good for me to go. I smiled and shook my head slightly and leaned down to litter small kisses over his face but when he still hadn't woken I gave him a peck on his lips. He seemed to smile a bit and kissed back even though his eyes were still closed. I laughed a little and let my head rest on his chest and we just laid there, enjoying the others company.
Little did both of them know, Optimus had decided to come and check on you and Ratchet... He waved his hand in front of his face turning away trying to erase the sight from his processor, "He needs something else on his mind.." Optimus walked off trying to think of ways to get the images, of a high Y/n and almost passed out Ratchet on the floor, Out. Of. His. Mind.
I liked your last female reader x reader you did I was wondering when your requests are open I was thinking Pirate Hunter X Female Reader or a Midevil Hunter but he will be a king.
I love both bbg but the idea of hunter being a king is appealing to me <3 (also its spelt medieval) and I don't know traditional coronations so whoopies 🥲😘💀
My Plan
Summery: You attempt to rob the newly crowned king, King Hunter, in a covert of 'robin hood's.
Warnings: Swearing, blood/bruising,
A/n: This is not proofread (We die like clones) and Im known to screw my tenses' up so warning to anyone who notices that 😘💅 also Alex is some random dude I just had to name 💔🧍
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The crowds cheered, and roared as they watched the crown being raised into the air. They die down and silence covers the people like a blanket.
"Today!" The wielder of the crown yelled his voice practically ringing across the kingdom. "Today! A Prince, Prince Hunter... becomes... a KING!"
The crowd erupted into cheers once again, but I on the other hand, frowned. Glaring straight at the new king. He doesn't know what it was like to live like this. To live like rats in a scrapyard full of dogs.
He'll have a party that could feed everyone in our ranks. Hog. I sneer and turn away, dropping down from the tree I was perched on. I push past some swooning women, continuing on away, glaring at the bold but mostly keeping my head down.
Over the years, our ranks have adapted the name, 'The hoods', because we do Robin hoods work. The story book tale? We represent what that tale taught many.
I have planned for this, the coronation will bring so much gold to the kingdom from all the supporting kingdoms, that are of course part of ours. Those dogs that live in their ivory towers deserve nothing more than the sewers. The rats.
The people, that make this kingdom whole, deserve every penny and more. Its why we're going to commit everything to making sure this works. It has too.
Tonight, when the mighty new king is talking up his many servants and high ups that are attending his feast, we strike... take him for all his money, and give it to the poor who need it.
I gaze up at the horizon, the purple and orange hues blending together. I smile lightly, admiring the scene in front of me. Like calm before the storm.
I huff, ripping my gaze from the sky as I walk away from the raging crowds and the newly crowned king. He might become a bigger problem than his father, he did of course used to command the military.
Some people in our ranks had run ins with him or his close-knit team. I did see them at the coronation... I must say they all are quite some warriors. I shake my head, trying to rid myself of the thoughts so I can focus. Focus on tonight.
The afternoon slips from me and next thing I know I'm knocking on the door. I heard locks clack and then the hard wood opened with a loud creak.
"Good to know your joining us. We're just waiting for our bait to show." He spoke up, his eyes unmoving from the plans that lay on the table. I hummed and did a once over of everyone. This was tighter than normal jobs. Everyone was serious. Tense. But I can't blame them, we're about to go for our biggest job yet, and it's against our new king.
The door creaks once more and the light banter and subtle chatter vanishes. Boots clack in an odd pattern as she nervously walks up to the table.
"Now that we are all here, I'd like everyone to pay full attention. If one thing doesn't go to plan this whole operation may as well fail." He started up, his voice booming in the house.
After the long dragged-out meeting, many departed. scattering throughout the city, readying themselves for their roles in the giant elaborate plan.
The crackle of far away thunder pulls me from my wondering thoughts. Everyone had already scattered, getting in position for either the distraction or-
"Get up" Alex ordered, knocking my feet off the table where they rested. I fix my posture and readjust my jacket, casting my gaze at Alex expectantly.
My hand twitches, even though I brewed this plan, Alex took it up to the Robins and took credit. He thought he could take my plan out of under my nose and then order me around like a slave?
"I said get up," Alex growled, "Everyone is in position, we need to start."
I frowned, glaring at the floor as I pulled myself up from the chair,
"Fine."
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Time passed quickly and the night grew colder, the festival was now in full swing. Me and Alex pushed through the crowd, waiting for my plan to unleash.
Instead, four knights came running this way, heavy armour and all. Alex yelped and slithered away between the people. I, on the other hand didn't get time to run before a large armour clad knight tackled me.
A sickening crack sounded, my shoulder jarring out of its usual position. A agonised yelp left my lips before I could stop it. The only thing I found comfort in now, was the cold floor.
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"What were you doing at the festival that night, Hood?" A slimmer knight questioned me now, it was all a blur from the cold floor to this uncomfortable chair.
"Listen peg arm, None of you had the courtesy to at least put my shoulder back in place. What makes you think I like you better now?" I snapped, my glare permanently drilling into his helmet.
"Answer the question and I'll get the doctor." He hissed,
"I. Would. Rather. Die." I growled, spitting in his general direction for good measure. The man growled out what I could only guess was curses, but it was in another language.
His blurry figure flicked his hand, I think, and stood up. I blinked, trying to focus. He huffed and stomped to the gate, the metal groaned as it moved.
A loud echoing clang sounded as the mysterious man slammed the heavy door. I relished the silence while it lasted, letting my head hang. A dull throb in my shoulder was the only reminder that I wasn't dead.
Some time passed before the clacking of boots sounded down the hall. I rolled my eyes and leaned back against the chair again.
My vision had mostly cleared so I could recognise the king enter, the four knights that accompany him are posted outside of my dull cell. A doctor scurrying in quickly before the gate slammed shut once more.
The doctor made quick work of my robes, cutting the whole of my right sleeve off.
"Please relax your shoulder." They ordered, I grumbled and glared at the king who waited patiently near the door. I sighed, attempting to relax.
The doctor snapped my shoulder back in and a sickening pop rung. I squeezed my eyes closed and bit down on my lip, feeling something trickled down my chin.
When I let go of my lip and cracked my eyes open, ragged breaths left my lips. I leaned forward, doubling over in agony but barely making a whimper.
"Thank you," The king bowed his head, and the doctor scrambled out, the gate slamming shut and ringing in my head.
"What do you want from me..." I rasped desperately, my gaze lifting and locking with his. He leaned down, his robes and cape cascading around his frame.
"What's your name, hm?" He pulled his glove off, roughly grabbing my bloodied chin. I could feel his eyes carefully picking me apart.
"You know, I would have thought a man should know a girl's name before you... Oh so kindly invite them to your dungeon." I jab almost humorously, my eyes squeezing closed as a chuckle painfully leaves my lips.
He frowned, his hand gripping my chin harder as he examined me. "Where are the robins?" He growled,
I hissed, his hand digging into my skin like claws, "It's on a need-to-know basis..."
"Yes, well, I need to know. Cough it up hood!" His majesty growled, voice raised and his frame looming over me.
"Fuck off." I spat out blood, the crimson liquid splattering over his freshly polished shoes.
He frowned, his glare turning to the roof. He whipped around the gate groaning as it opened.
"We will continue tomorrow, let's return to our ball." The gate slammed shut and all five waltzed off, zoning everything else out as I doubled forward.
The gate groaned again and I huffed, "Leave me alone..." I grumbled,
"How kind, maybe I'll leave you here." I shot up, glaring at Alex. He circled around me and cut me loose.
I picked myself up from the wooden chair. Suddenly, as if my instincts kicked in, I dodged (what, I'm not sure).
I cried out, a dagger lodging itself in my other shoulder. I whipped around and my knuckles met Alex's jaw with a wonderful crunch.
"What the FUCK!" I yelled, stumbling back and into the open iron wall, the dagger clanging against it.
"Your traitorous! YOU told them about my plan!" He yelled, as if he actually believed that.
"YOUR PLAN? YOUR FUCKING PLAN? IT WAS MINE. YOUR SO FUCKING LAZY, YOU HAD TO STEAL MY PLAN TO KEEP A SEAT IN THE ROBINS NEST." I screamed back, throwing another punch to his face. And again. And again.
Purple bruises bloomed across his face and blood coated it like icing. Kicked him in the groin, pushing him back out my cell door.
Like always the gate groaned but it slammed shut soon after. Alex laughed hysterically, locking the gate shut as he ran off down the hall.
I tried yelling after him, cursing him straight to hell. Yet as the rhythmic sound of knight armour clanged down the hall I felt myself slip into the warm embrace of darkness.
When I pulled myself back to reality, I could feel silk wrapped around my body.
My brain snapped awake and I rose almost immediately, the silk gathering at my waist. Some maids yelped at the sudden movement and I heard a cough, a lot of people shuffling around.
I blinked and slapped away a hand that was reaching for the silk.
"You would do well to respect the maids, Hood." King Hunter grumbled, his back facing me.
"What would you know of respect." I hissed, snatching the clothes a maid offered to me.
I pulled the shirt on tightening the strings over my chest. I pulled myself out of bed and slipped in the pants.
I rather my robes better but I'm probably never going back to the hoods. By now Alex would have told every hood of my 'treachery'.
"I was raised to value it. What about you?" He replied whole-heartedly.
"Why do you want to know? Trying to get in my head?" I inquired, stalking up behind him.
"Maids, your excused." He spoke up, ignoring me. They all dipped their heads and quickly high-tailed out of the room.
King Hunter whipped around and glared me down as the door shut with a lovely click.
"You are nothing. You have nothing. No one wants you but your enemies. Your creed doesn't want you. Why's that?" He jabbed a finger at my sore shoulder and I glared at the shoulder, as if it was the cause of this.
"Your majesty. Frankly, you don't have big shoes to fill. Women only love you because of your face and wealth. Your father was a deadbeat. What makes you think you'll be any better?" I growled back.
He reached out his hand toward my neck, I acted so quickly I barely noticed before my fist met his jaw aswell.
"Serves you right, you asshole." I growled watching him clutch his jaw and groan in pain.
"Jesus woman! I was going to fix your shirt. It's crude." He groaned,
"A little warning would have been nice!" I bit back.
"Duely noted!"
And as all fairy tales go, there is always more to a story. *Wink*
Summary: Being one of the best pilots you gain the attention of the republic. You become a getaway driver for the 501st battalion but when an assignment is given to Anakin, you find yourself between a rock and a hard place.
Warnings: Swearing, A creepy perverted fat dude (yea. It's a warning in itself), Fem reader, Very spicy (I may continue if I have modivation)
A/n: Sorry this took so long but holy water and grass for 50 cents 😅 (The sins I have committed in this one fanfic is scarry 💀🔥) please lemme know if you want the extended version- this has been in my drafts for way to long tho so it's outta here.
Edit: Help why are so many ppl liking this post. I really thought this would be a major flop. Why is this even past 10 likes 💀💀💀
I groaned, "This slagger won't fucking work!" Grumbling to myself how nice it would be if R2 showed up to help. This ship is as stubborn as me, and it's getting annoying. My comm buzzed and I picked it up after I had let out a string of course words. "Yea?" I asked into the comm,
"We have a new assignment, we need you for this one so be up at the bridge. Were starting in 10 minutes." General Skywalker explained over the comm.
"Be there in a shake, General" I told him and ended the call before he could argue again how I don't have to call him general. I left the tools on the floor and went to clean myself up. I could hear footsteps coming down the hall behind me but I continued on, I'm being paranoid.
"Hey Tango!" I heard Fives call,
"You do know you only have to call me that on missions?" I called over my shoulder as I continued down the hall. Fives jogged up next to me and started to walk backward so he could face me.
"Come on, You know I know you love it when I call you that" He pointed at me and himself boldly, I only hummed and gave him a side glance that, to put it simply, said 'Sureee'.
"Whatever floats your boat Fives" I say before stopping at my door and punching in the code. "Cya later" I wave at him as I closed the door, chuckling quietly when you heard his pleas for you to let him in.
I walked into my personal bathroom and washed my hands from the grease quickly. I looked into the mirror and tried scrubbing away some grease off my cheek and forehead. I sighed and gave my face a little splash.
Then I walked back out and pulled my shirt off. I pulled a half decent shirt on and walked back out again. If I'm right I have about 4 minutes to get to the bridge.
I heaved out breaths and slowed in front of the bridge doors. I took a deep breath, fixed my ruffled hair and walked in still huffing lightly. "For a second I thought you weren't coming Y/n." Ashoka joked and I only smiled at her,
"You know me," I started and she joined in saying a phrase that went back between us both, "Fashionably late is just my/your style" We both laughed before getting back on topic, General Skywalker was waiting with a small smile on his face. A hologram near where the General was standing had a human male that was the definition of fat rolls, Don't make me throw up breakfast.
"Alright. We have been given intel that this mob boss, here," Anakin gestured to the hologram, "Is selling black market goods to the separatist. We either were going to get Ashoka or Y/n to be the distraction while Me, Rex and Fives sneak into here, his storage shed at these docks. We only need enough time to slip in, get evidence and slip out" Anakin gestured to another hologram that popped up, Anakin gulped and sucked a breath in, "So... Who's the distraction?"
I cut in immediately, "I'll go, Ashoka is too young to be trying to get an ugly mug that to touch her." I stated quickly placing my hand on Ashokas shoulder.
"She has a point, General. N-not that I want her to touch... That" Fives stumbled over his words as he explained himself. Anakin shook his head,
"We can do it another way-"
"Anakin." I walked up and patted his shoulder, "Just tell me for how long and I'll do it. I don't want anyone touching her, being the age she is."
Anakin huffed, a war raging behind his eyes, "Fine. But if I say get out of there, I mean it. No risking it."
"You got it, General." I smiled at him, "I've gotta dress the part though don't I?"
"How many times must I tell you? I'm tired of telling you? Just Anakin is fine" He huffed out a sad laugh and glanced away, "But yea, I'll get Ashoka to take the dress to your room. Be ready by 1930 hours and meet at the ship you were just working on. It's going down tonight, the council wants no delay." Anakin glanced back and sighed waving me away and worked on the plan with Rex. Me and Ashoka walked out of the bridge and down the endless halls.
I noticed Fives and Rex exchange glances multiple times throughout that whole thing... Maybe they were just worried about me. I zoned out of my daze when Ashoka tapped my shoulder, "Sorry what?" I asked, glancing down at her quickly.
"Go to your room and I'll grab the dress for ya" Ashoka repeated with a smile, I nodded and returned it. Ashoka parted off down another hall and I continued on down to my quarters. It was a good few minutes before I got to my room and I took the extra time I had to take a quick shower.
I turned the water off, missing its warmth already now that the cold air replaced it. A knock at my door sounded and I raised a brow as I peeked my head threw the bathroom door into my bedroom. "The door is open Ashoka! What are you waiting for?"
"Uhm.. what?" I heard Fives say,
"Goddamn it Fives. I have to go soon and aren't you meant to be getting debriefed right now?" I called back keeping my body in the bathroom, just in case.
"It's finished, Y/n, Ashoka told us Skywalker needed her help so she got me to take your dress.... And Fives just tagged along." Rex explained and I mentally cursed, Just had to be those two-
"Hey it's alright. Uhm I'm still finishing up in my bathroom so just put it on my bed, if that's not a problem" I said closing the bathroom door and started pacing in the bathroom waiting for them to leave my dress so I can get dressed.
The door opened with a hiss and I heard their light footsteps walk in then out again and the door hissed closed. I sighed as I walked out of the bathroom, then called out, "Thanks boys! Appreciate it!" A small call back from Fives was all I could hear and It made me smile lightly.
I walked to my bed that was in the corner of the room. I smiled as I picked up the dress. The beautiful royal blue silk cascaded down like a waterfall. At least I got to stay in our colours, I thought to myself.
I pulled the towel off and dried myself before slipping it on. I grimaced, "God fucking damnit" Was all I managed. The dress I had on had large slits on the side that let everyone have a nice view of my thighs, but thankfully covered up everything else.
I sighed but continued on, grabbing black high heels and putting on a black leather bracelet, it's my comm system. I brushed my hair quickly before grabbing my heels and running out barefoot. I have to make it in time.
By now I had run past many clones that may have or almost passed out, I was concerned but I kept runnin', I can't be late again. I ran smack into the doors because I forgot to open them but I quickly recovered and opened it, walking through. I cursed to myself and made my way over to the ship I was working on not 45 minutes ago. It's fine I was only fixing some small things.
"I sure hope I'm not late guys. Wouldn't that be wonderful? Late both... Times... ...uhm.. Why are you all looking at me like that?" I slowed down to a stop and shook the heels in my hand lighty. I was getting real nervous, this silence was stretching out forever. "Does it not look good-? I don't really have time to chan-"
"No, nono no. You look great. Really great." Fives waved his hands around, "Were just.... Stunned.."
"Uh-huh.... Well come on we don't have all night. Can't be dreaming about me, we got a mission to complete" I joked and stepped into the ship and waved everyone else in, "I thought I was late, Come on"
Ashoka had a mischievous grin on her face and I could hear the General whisper yelling 'no' repeatedly. Rexs' face was red and priceless and Fives suddenly found the floor interesting. The general and commander walked in with Rex and Fives close behind. I walked into the cockpit and started the small-ish ship up.
The ear piece was uncomfortable but I dealt with it in the end. We had split off earlier, me and Ashoka were dropped near the club and the others went off to the dock. Ashoka was only meant to be in the club and somewhere close to me for back up, and when I mean back up I mean if someone pulls a blaster on me she can help.
I walked in with a sway, god I hate heels, and made my way over to the bar. "Where is he?" I asked Ashoka, but quietly because the boys and us shared this comm frequency.
"To your right. In the corner with Twi'leks all over him." Ashoka whispered back.
"Got it, Thanks" I whispered before setting off toward the Mob boss. I could hear Anakin and Ashoka lightly arguing in my ear piece but I ignored them and stalked over to the target.
He got up and practically brushed off all the Twi'leks he had gathered and started walking away, Something must be up I thought. I put my path on his and 'accidentally' ran into him. God has he ever heard of a breath mint?
He looked me up and down like a creep. "What's a pretty girl like you doing in this part of town?" He drunkenly slurred, tracing a finger down my arm.
I grimaced but continued to do my job, "You first" I purred, trying my best to think of how much I saved Ashoka from doing this.
"Well if you want to follow me, I'll show you enough" His words were still slurred as he leaned forward.
"Well I'd have to turn that offer down. I'm only here for a drink." I thanked the maker I was a good lair because it came in handy at times like these.
"Just a drink, dressed in this?" He asked, fiddling with the front part of the silky dress.
I heard Anakin and Rex bark something in my ear and it didn't sound good. The target turned away a tad and checked his comm that was buried deep in a pocket, somewhere where I wasn't going to bother looking.
I forced my best smirk on and turned and walked away from bar and his 'hideout' altogether, hoping like hell he'd follow.
"Playing hard to get, huh? Two can play at that game" He growled as he caught up, pushing past people trying to catch up to me. I gulped and kept walking.
"We've got it. Get out of there Tango. Now." Anakin whisper yelled over the ear piece.
"Alright." I responded with before I whipped around and let my fist fly to his face. "Whoops my bad, my hand slipped" I growled and stormed off leaving him a wheezing heap on the floor.
I burst out the bar and pulled my heels off. I sat down on a random bench nearby and sighed a relief. Thank the maker I'm out of that mess.
Getting back up again proved to be a hard thing to do after getting hit on by a whale, but I did and I continued on to the ship pushing past people. I didn't know nights got this busy here.
When I finally made it back to the rust bucket I was given a big hug by literally everyone. Ashoka first, then the general, and Fives jumped in then Rex after him.
"Yea guys don't worry, I don't need any air today" I joked and they all let go of me a smidge but didn't let go fully.
"I'm sorry you had to deal with that" Ashoka mumbled into my dress. I hugged them back with a small smile growing on my face. "Hey it's alright-" I started,
"No, it wasn't. I could hear everything he said. That chakaaryc got a fist to the face for a reason." Fives growled.
*Translation- Rotten, Lowlife [chah- KAR-eesh]*
"Guys you can let go I'm not going to disappear. Come on we have to get back to the cruiser." I suggested, lightly tapping Anakins' shoulder and Rexs' back. They all slowly detached from me and looked around guiltily. I shook my head and smiled as I walked up the ramp and into the cockpit.
Once everyone was in, I took of back toward the republic cruiser. Tonight was not so great, let's just hope that dinner will be better.
I landed the old rust bucket in the hanger then stepped out of the cockpit. I followed the others out and saw R2 frantically coming over here. He zoomed straight past Anakin, who was going to pat him like a puppy, and continued over to me.
R2 skidded to a stop in front of me then bumped my leg. I smiled and patted him, "What's up with you?" I asked and kneeled down to be eye level with R2.
"Traitor" Anakin called jokingly but continued off to report the mission to the council. I smiled and patted R2 once again before standing to my full height. I started to walk but stopped and turned back to R2 when he beeped up a storm.
"Don't tell me you came here just to say sorry about not helping R2." I shot back, He beeped a reply and I scoffed dramatically, "R2, I swear one day you are going to get decommissioned because of how sassy you are"
He beeped then followed after me as I walked off. We chatted on my way to my quarters then went off by his lonesome once I had gone into my quarters.
I placed my shoes down and pulled my jewelry off. Just as I was about to pull my dress off a knock sounded at my door. "Yea?" I called, flattening my dress out and walking over to the door. A few more furious knocks later and I opened the door. Fives came tumbling with Rex close behind, their blacks were hugging them tight and I gulped.
I closed the door and rolled my eyes, "What have you two done now? You can't keep hiding here whenever you start something." Fives sighed and Rex huffed,
"Fives decided it would be a great idea to start a-... Why are you still in your dress?" Rex gestured at me and I only frowned.
"I was just about to take it off when you two barged in" I grumbled and stalked over to the baggy shirt and some skinny jeans.
"Wait- Hold on a damn minute" Fives held his hand up. I put the clothes back on top of the dresser and turned to the two boys. "We have managed to find something we can share."
"I'm interested... I gotta see it" I grinned and waved my hands around.
"Well... If you insist.." Rex and Fives glanced at each other before walking up to me. I raised my brow at Fives as he circled around behind me and Rex walked straight up to me.
I swallowed thickly and froze. Fives started tracing patterns on my hip and they had both pressed themselves against me. My hands stayed strictly at my side though because I had some good bad ideas.
Fives leaned in and whispered into my ear from behind me, "Found it"
I'm half mad and half thankful at myself right now... And I'm not sure which one takes the cake. I thought as my eyes carefully watched Rex and Fives. I gave a curt nod, and Fives shot up to attack my neck. Me and Rex met halfway and he eased into the kiss.
I could feel Rex and Fives' hands roam trying to carefully yank the silky blue dress off me. The dress fell with a light thud and they both pulled away.
I felt their eyes drag down my body and I shifted uncomfortably under their gaze. Rex rested his hands on my hips and Fives leaned in whispering a small few words of approval, "Hotter than I expected, Cyar'ika"
I smiled back at him as I felt his hands slither up my back toward my bra and unclasped it, slipping it off. Rex let out a strangled groan as my bra joined the dress on the floor.
I turned around to Fives and smirked, "You both better start, I'm feeling a little left out here"
They both started to yank their blacks off and I pulled my underwear off leaving it in the pile of my clothes. I leaned back against the wall and watched the show unravel.
I let out a heavy and shakey breath as they both finished and threw their blacks somewhere else in the room. "You alright with us doing this mesh'la?" Rex asked as he and Fives guided me toward my bed.
Fives sat at the edge of the bed waiting just as I replied, "Do your worst"
I wondering if you can do a Crosshair Cowboy X Female Reader. Crosshair Outlaw and the reader is a singer at a bar he goes to and he falls in love with her.
Fr kicking my legs and giggling 🤭
Second Round of Whiskey
Summary: After a night of drinking and singing, your drunken self gets taken home by an odd man.
Warnings: pet names, swearing, guns, knives, alcohol, smoking,
A/n: The picture isn't mine. Got it off Pinterest and it belongs to @shyranno do check them out (thank you for reminding me those 2 ppl in the comments). I'm sorry I took forever to finish this, I got the rona and English is a pain. (don't come after me. I know that ppl were broke in the 1850s but... this is my fic >:I)
Edit: Omg- this is my first time writing for crosshair and I was not expecting it to go this well! I can't believe I got this much praise in like 2 hours... Like 😳 you silly goofy crosshair simps this up, what am I saying 🤭 thank you again guys ❤️🩹
The wind howls outside but inside the saloon is buzzing with life. The piano practically playing itself, My guitar along with it. Even when the saloons swinging doors collided with the wood behind it, everyone still sang and danced, to sloshed to notice.
Seven figures entered, one miniature and one towering. All of them shuffled past the drunk crowd and took a booth for themselves.
The cool night air drifted in, and everyone hollered as the song ended. There was a pause as me and the pianist figured out the next song. Many of the customers drifted off to find themselves another drink before the next song.
My eyes drifted around as I took a long sip from my glass of water. I locked my eyes with one of the figures that entered just a minute ago. He was a bit lanky but certainly hotter than many of the men that were in this saloon.
I cleared my throat and waited for the piano to start playing. Slowly I joined in, my voice echoing in the large saloon. As the hours passed, many drunk men stumbled out of the saloon and as the night started to get lighter, everything calmed down.
I sighed and sipped away at my whiskey, zoning out. A chair beside me creaked on the hardwood floor and I glanced over to the oddly familiar man beside me.
"Your singing wasn't too bad" He spoke up from behind the brim of his glass. I hummed and smiled,
"I like to think that I'm not the worst out there."
He glanced at me, "Crosshair" I raised a brow at him, and he rolled his eyes, "M' name"
"Ah, had me lost there for a minute" I chuckled, "Nickname that became a name I'm guessing?"
"You could say that" He shrugged, staring at his golden liquor.
"Well... Crosshair," I pause and wave my hand slightly, my name falling from my loosened lips as I introduce myself. He repeated it and boy did it sound wonderful coming from him.
"'S a decent name" He mumbled, quickly downing the rest of his drink.
I giggled -my drinks only just starting to kick- taking another sip of my whiskey, "Where are your friends anyway?"
"What?" He asked sharply, prickling like an angry cat.
"Coulda Sworn they left a while back... why? They leave ya here?" I continue, slumping against him. I threw the last bit of my whiskey down and fumbled as I put the glass down.
He sighed plucking the coin out of my hand before I could even call for another drink. "You've had enough, doll, let's get you out of here."
In a blur I'm back in my room blinking away sleep only to feel a big headache strike me. I groan and fall against my bed again. A few loud bangs echo through the halls of my house and I shoot up out of the bed. Hushed and muffled voices argue from somewhere downstairs.
Much to my regret, the pounding in my head returns but I push it to the side, grabbing my knife as I creep down my stairs. I raise my hand as I whip into my kitchen only to find a barrel of a revolver pointed at my nose.
As soon as it was there it was gone, and I dragged my gaze up from the revolver and to the towering figures crowded in my kitchen. "Who the fuck are you?" I wave my knife toward the men and then hold my gaze on the lean man, 'Crosshair', whom I met last night.
"You let us in" He spoke up, hooking his thumbs on his gun belt.
I rubbed my head, my knife lowering to my side, "I barely remember anything after my second round of whiskey..."
Crosshair hummed, his gaze lowering for a moment, "Well in that case we need introductions... again."
A toothpick rolled his mouth as his brothers each introduced themselves before a girl no older than thirteen came out from behind 'Wrecker' and introduced herself as 'Omega'.
I place the knife on my wooden countertop and pull out a smoke from the opened pack. The flick of a match sounded, in amongst the chatter & banter from the others, appearing in front of the smoke.
Our gazes locked and I gave Crosshair a thankful dip of my head, trying to keep eye contact as I- he lights the smoke. I break our staring contest, seemingly crumbling under his gaze.
I take a deep drag of the smoke, breathing it out my nose as I turn to everyone else. "I'll make breakfast" I announce, shooing them out of the kitchen. I B-line for the cupboard, grabbing the wrapped-up meats and grabbing seven eggs. "Can you start the stove for me?" I ask and hear an audible sigh before his boots clacked on the wood floors.
For the next half hour, I prepared food with Crosshair hovering over my shoulder, my smoke long gone. I hand a few wooden plates to Crosshair and carry the rest out, sending him a thankful smile.
"Ooh," Wrecker started up, "What smells nice?"
"Grandmas recipe" I chime happily, placing plates in front of the others as I go around the table. I handed a plate to Omega, who excitedly took the plate, then tech who smiled up at me as he took the plate gracefully.
Hunter was the first to start and he groaned, taking a moment to compose himself. The others almost had the same reaction, Wrecker almost chocked on the food as he stuffed his face full.
"What is this? It's the best meal I've had..." Tech spoke up a while everything calmed down,
"Oh, it's just some bacon, eggs and a bit of beef sausages. Not the fanciest thing to exist." I shrug, barely noticing Techs' eyes shift to behind me then back to my eyes once again.
I put another forkful in my mouth and continued to chat with Tech. I still could sense my 'shadow' behind me as him and Hunter had some brotherly banter.
The liveliness of the house died down after everyone started to wonder around my house and Hunter decided to check out my barn. Crosshair was still on my porch, leaning on one of the beams as he watched everything pass by.
I smiled and stopped next to him, leaning over the railing. "...Is my cooking not to bad?" I ask, sparing a glance at him.
He hums, flicking the toothpick from one side to the other, and smirked, "I like to think it's not the worst,"
and thats how i met your father
again you poor thing im sorry it took so long for me to reply its just that assessments are at my throat. sorry bbg
