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Hold Onto Me Mayday Parade Butch Deloria x F!Lone Wanderer (Reader) I know I’ve got my problems and it starts with me She saw something inside that I can’t see And late at night, yeah she’ll comfort me Hold onto me, hold onto me. It was about roughly 3 AM when Butch stumbled across (Y/n) leaning over the railing by the door to the wasteland. They were barley sixteen. Both angry at the world and each other. “(Y/n)?” Butch asked, taking the cigarette out of his mouth. He only stayed up this late so he could smoke without getting caught, but what was the goody two shoes doctors daughter doing out here? Befo

Shadow of a God Shayfer James MacCready x Reader (F!SS) (MIGHT CONTAIN LIGHT SPOLIERS FOR FALLOUT 4) Good lady I was currently walking behind the boss while we were on our way back to Red Rocket. We had just cleared out and set up another settlement for the minutemen. It still boggled me that (Y/n) did all of this for free. She never asked for anything in return. “Hey, Boss?” Tread Lightly “What’s up, Mac?” She responded. She normally would stop and look at him while he talked, but today she kept walking it. My nerves were racked. Telling (y/n) my feelings I had developed for her after all her help and kin

Eet Regina Spektor Jason Todd x Reader (TRIGGER WARNING: ATTEMPTED SUICIDE) It’s like forgetting the words to your favorite song. You can’t believe it; you were always singing along. It was so easy and the words so sweet. You can’t remember; you try to feel the beat It had been a long day working as a (dream job) and (Y/n) was beat, although she wasn’t too excited to be going back to her apartment. (Y/n) and her roommate, Jason, had seemed…out of sync. With her working long days and him fighting crime at night they only saw each other for a few hours. And since Jason hasn’t been acting like himself re

Falling in Love at a Coffee Shop Landon Pigg Dick Grayson (NightWing) x Reader (Moderate Language Use) I think that possibly, maybe I’m falling for you. Yet there’s a chance that I’ve fallen quite hard over you I’ve seen the paths that your eyes wander down I want to come too “And she’s going on another date with you? Is she aware that you’re a tool and a total dork?” Jason said as he watched his older brother button up his shirt. “You’re such a jerk.” Dick said. “And you name isn’t just your name it’s also the perfect way to describe yourself; Dick.R

No Place Like Home Marianas Trench Bucky x Reader There’s no…yellow Bricks to follow back and run from that disaster. Familiar sins come crashing in And sever forever and after. My old friend, it’s time I leave you here For what’s for all in frozen alabaster. Believe me. There’s no place like home. There’s no place like home.         “Bucky?” I asked, walking into my apartment. Three months ago the hardcore killer called the Winter Soldier broke into my home and threaten to kill me if I didn’t let him stay. Being an Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.  I of course knew that h

Just One Yesterday Fall Out Boy Tadashi x Reader I thought of angels Choking on their halos Get them drunk on rose water See how dirty I can get them Pulling out their fragile teeth And clip their tiny wings It had been well over two months since Tadashi had passed. Everyone was still in mourning and trying to get past it, but Hiro and (y/n) had it the worst being so close to him. Tadashi and (y/n) had been together for two years and they had met at Nerd School as Hiro would call it. (y/n) still remembered like it was yesterday when a nervous Tadashi had first asked her out. Anything you say can and will be used against you So only

Stuck Like Glue Sugarland Gabriel x Reader Requested: Ashidakyoko Mmmm better…mmmm better… Absolutely no one that knows me better No one that can make me feels so good How did we stay so long together? When everybody, everybody said we never would And just when I, I start to think they’re right That love has died… It had been two weeks since you saw Gabriel, an angel you’ve had a crush on since Castiel had introduced the two of you. He was funny, cute, and had the most perfect honey brown eyes. His eyes made you melt in your place. Just thinking about him made you happy. You were currently walking up and do

Just Another Girl The Killers Will Solace x Reader Step out into the Indian dust I can feel the cracks in my spirit They’re starting to bust Drive by your house Nobody’s home I’m trying to tell myself that I’m better off alone “Maybe we should take a break.” (Y/n) quivered. This fight between (Y/n) and Will had been going on to long. Every point the two of you made just made it easier for you to suggest the separation. Will’s face went from red to pale. After a long pause Will answered. “Okay.” And that was that. Camp ended for the school year and neither of you said a thing to each o

Battle Cry Shayfer James Kirito x Reader I stumbled out into the cold Below a thoughtless moon I saw the phantoms of my friends, But they were gone to soon Then from the trees my enemies Began to shout and shriek Until a silence overwhelmed them And I began to speak. Kirito cut through the last monster. With a sigh he looked back at the girl. Her eyes were a (bright/dark) (e/c). She looked stun. Then her face turned bright red and she stomped her foot. “What? Are you waiting for a kiss on the check? Thank you, now goodbye!” She stammered with a scarlet face. “Wow most people offer to buy me a drink after I save their

Reyna had long ago found that she had a love/hate relationship with mornings. She hated them because it meant that she was forced out of bed to do menial tasks like; allow extra toilet paper for cohort three or break up a fight between a legionnaire and a Huntress of Artemis/Diana. However, Reyna had grown accustomed to forcing herself out of bed for these tasks. She simply loathed this part of the morning, however she hated with a passion the other aspect of the morning. It meant having to leave her precious baby. Yes, the great, unemotional Reyna Avila Ramirez-Arellano had fallen for someone. At first the Roman Praetor had been worried abou

Jimmy’s Bar has become a too-familiar place to Connor. He’d been more times than he would have liked in the past few months. Hank was stubborn - even more so when he was drinking - and more often than not, Connor would find him sitting at the bar, three-quarters into a bottle of Jack Daniels. Tonight was no different. “Lieutenant,” Connor says as he approaches Hank. “I just received a new report. It’s best we leave soon.” Hank grunts unhappily, taking another swig of his drink. “Wait a minute,” he slurs, barely articulate. “Wanna see it.” Connor is about to ask what, but th

The blaring of your alarm clock hit you like a tidal wave sending shudders of pain straight to your brain. Wave after wave of throbbing pain that was finally enough to get you to stretch your arm out and swipe at the damn clock. With another groan you turned over on your back and pulled the blankets fully over your head deciding that perhaps today was a good day to call in sick; you hadn’t taken a personal day in ages and you’re sure that even Captain Fowler would understand. You knew it was probably a childish move to try and run from your problems but after everything that had happened yesterday you weren’t feeling up to f

You are about a millisecond before you lose your marbles. You have used all your willpower in refraining yourself from strangling Patricia for the last two weeks. She has been flirting, touching and has been all over Connor’s personal space, trying to get his attention but the poor guy is way too much of a gentleman to push her away or tell her off. As much as you wanted to do it yourself, you know that Connor was more than capable of handling the situation, or so you thought. Cause if he has then why hasn’t he done anything? Does he like Patricia? Or is he just that oblivious to know. “So Connor, I was wondering if you wa

You huffed as you finished typing up a police report, before taking a sip from your coffee that was already cold. Of course, you’d dump it and go make it fresh and hot, but that would mean crossing paths with Gavin and him making your life even more of a living hell. You were especially annoyed with him considering how he bullied Connor earlier, even when he got him coffee as he demanded. If it was you there instead, you’ll be sure to splash the drink all over that bastard’s face. That would cost you your job, though, and possibly your life, so you just did what you could to avoid any interactions with him, unless it was to

You knew that the moment Connor step foot on the rooftop, he had calculated the percentage of your survival of this hostage situation. You wished this part of your memory, you could just easily erase but sadly, it doesn’t work that way. Fear and anxiety flowed through your system as your fight and flight response takes place. You saw Connor put his hands up indicating that he is unarmed. “I have the diamonds with me, just like you asked.” Connor says, showing the suspect the black duffel bag. You felt the cold tip of the gun resting on your temple. “Slowly move forward detective.” He pressed the gun closer your

Connor has always admired Markus and North’s relationship, having a partner to be there for you through the good time or hard time. Sure, he has Lieutenant Anderson but it’s more of a working relationship. He was more curious about being romantically involved with someone. He had seen it once when they were looking for deviants and both Traci’s were in love. In love, he thought. What does that feel like to be in love? Connor walked out of Captain’s office, after a short briefing about a new detective that would be going him and Hank. He made his way to Hank’s desk, as Hank continue to work on his report, ignorin

You let out a shaky sigh as you look around the empty, half-lit station. All the desks around you are empty. The only sources of light are the break room and the yellow-glowing lamp on your desk, providing you with little comfort. You just need to go home, to cry in your bed and let it all out, but you can’t because you still haven’t solved the case - Your eyes burn, your vision blurs. No one’s here, not anymore, so it’s okay to cry, right? Just for a little bit? You kept making so many promises - I’ll find a lead, I promise and I promise I’m trying my best and Just give me a little more time that’s

contains implied smut/sexual content. nothing explicit! Connor’s kiss sends you spiraling into another universe altogether. He’s holding your face in his hands and you’re grasping at the hair at the nape of his neck because you need to hold onto something or else your too-weak knees will cause you to crumble. Your heart is ramming into your chest so hard you’re almost sure that it will break through your rib cage. He tilts his head, deepening the kiss, moving his hands from your face to your hips. You’re against the door behind you, but Connor pulls you swiftly against him and it makes you melt in his arms. The

A loud series of knocks wakes you up from your thirty-minute sleep. You jolt in your bed, trying to find the strength to open your eyes. You assume - you hope - that it’s late into the hours of the night and therefore socially acceptable to not answer the door. But then the knocks sound again, more frantic than before, and definitely longer. You think you hear voices; they sound oddly familiar. Sluggishly, you hang your legs off of your bed before pulling a light jacket around your shoulders. The cool air on your skin sends goosebumps up and down your legs and arms and you mentally remind yourself to close your window before you go back