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bookwormninja710 · 1 year

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I made a parody of American Pie???

About Steve Rogers???

It's really bad???

I'm sorry to whoever reads it 🤣

Long long time ago, I can still remember

How that music used to make me smile

And I knew if I had my chance

That I could make those people dance

And maybe they'd be happy for a while

But February made me shiver

With every show that I'd deliver

Bad news for the soldier

I couldn't feel any bolder

All I remember is that I cried

I tried to save him, I really tried

Something touched me deep inside

The day my Bucky died

So bye-bye, My American Guy

Drove my Chevy to the levee

But the levee was dry

Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye

Singing, "This will be when he dies"

No, this won't be when I die

Peggy wrote me the Book of Love

And I have faith in God above

But the plane is flying way too low

Do you believe in rock 'n' roll?

Can music save your mortal soul?

Peggy, teach me how to dance real slow

Well I'm not sure if you're in love with me

But to save you I'm ignoring your plea

Gonna crash and take a long snooze

But you're the one thing I have left to lose

I remember me and my best friend Buck

With his sniper rifle and a pickup truck

But I knew I was out of luck

The day my Bucky died

I started singing bye-bye, my American Guy

Drove my Chevy to the levee

But the levee was dry

Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye

Singing, "This will be when he dies"

No, this won't be when I die

Now for seventy years I've been alone

The tesseract is back with its infinity stone

Nothing is how it used to be

When I was the face of the American dreams

Putting back on the uniform, it seems

And a voice that came from my long ago past

In this century I'm the biggest outcast

We need to take away Loki's crown

Come on, soldiers, don't let me down

Leave no stone unturned

Time to take charge like so long ago

Avengers assemble, let's go

We unite against a common foe

The day my Bucky died

We were singing, bye-bye my American Guy

Drove my Chevy to the levee

But the levee was dry

Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye

Singing, "This will be when he dies"

No, this won't be when I die

Making note of things I missed

Sam helps me add to the list

Eight miles gone and running fast

Wilson was there running too, yelling "on your left" every time I passed

He might be a good replacement when I retire at long last

Nat and I crash his place when we have nowhere else to room

Who's this new villain with eyeliner like a raccoon?

Oh my God I caught a glance

Of someone I lost just east of France

I stop the fight, drop my shield

But he still refused refused to yield

Do you recall what was revealed

The day my Bucky died?

We started singing bye-bye, my American Guy

Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry

Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye

Singing, "This will be when he dies"

No, this won't be when I die

Oh, and there we were all in one place

With Thor and Banner lost in space

And the tensions start to rise again

So come on, Tony be honest, Tony think quick

You know which side is right to pick

'Cause you know the government isn't our friend

Oh, and as I watched him sign the page

My hands were clenched in fists of rage

No angel born in Hell

Could break that Satan's spell

And as the team splits further apart

I drive my shield into his heart

And team Cap runs away into the night

The day my Bucky died

He was singing bye-bye, my American Guy

Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry

Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye

Singing, "This will be when he dies"

No, this won't be when I die

I got a call from my friend Bruce

And I asked Rhodey for some happy news

But he just smiled and turned away

I went down to the Wakandan shore

Where I'd meet Thanos and reunite with Thor

But I was met with our doomsday

And in the sky, Peter screamed

Wanda cried and the heroes dreamed

But not a word was spoken

All our hearts were broken

And the three men I admire most

T'challa, Sam, and Bucky again...

They turned to dust, to me they're just a ghost

The day My Bucky died

Then we found out that Scott's death was a lie

Mourned Natasha til we had no tears left to cry

Tony snapped and we had to say goodbye

Singing, "This will be when he dies"

No, this won't be when I die

They were singing bye-bye, my American Guy

Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry

Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye

Singing, "This'll be when he dies"

Oh, yes, this will be when I die.

#avengers endgame #steve rogers #captain america #captainamerica #bucky #bucky barnes #marvel #mcu #james buchanan barnes #steven grant rogers #american pie

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strengthsapprentice-moved · 2 years

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mayyyybeee 4*town and reader (separate) get into a fight??? mayyyyyybeeeee they as well make up at the end because my heart cant stand breakups 💔

Okay when I first saw this ask I rubbed my hands like a raccoon and cackled, I'm really gonna angst it up-

Second note from a few days later: So uh... Robaire's was 1.2k words... And I don't want to cram these all into one enormous post, so I'm going to separate these into multiple little parts!

Robaire | Jesse (wip) | Aaron Z (wip) | Aaron T (wip) | Tae Young (wip)

With that...

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CW: Pet de@th mentions

Type: Angst

Age Rating: 16+

Reader Pronouns: They/Them

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Robaire x Reader - Dinnertime Blues

It wasn't supposed to end up like this. Him standing in public with broken glass and red stains all over, flashing lights of cameras blinding him to you, his partner, shaking on the floor. This isn't the Robaire you love, this is a different man. The question of how it started can't be answered easily from this point, you play back the whole day in your mind to think of what to say to Robaire.

It started that morning. Dim red sunrise cascaded into the room where you and Robaire spept soundly. While you were snuggling in his shadow, Robaire laid awake. His deep brown eyes lazily gazed at the ceiling while his mind ran wild. 'I have to tell them today. Shit, what are they going to think? They're going to break up with me over it, but I can't keep lying either. God, today's going to be hard.'

Breakfast. Agent meeting. Lunch. Band practice.

Everything was going greater than normal. You had been off with family errands while Robaire kept to his normal routine. The only exception to Robaire's day was a little gift you left for him in the band's recording studio, with the note reading:

"Hey love, I noticed you left this at home! Wishing you a good day at band practice <3

- Y/N"

Lord have mercy, dinner was going to be tough.

Dusk settled in the bustling city, the neon lights kicking on and complimented with music of all genres changing with every building passed. Y/N had finished up her errands early just to look nice for dinner while Robaire paced all over the bedroom of his house in anxiety.

5:57.

He had to be at the restaurant by 6:15, but no amount of anxiety relief worked on his congested mind.

5:58.

Each second ticked on and on with Robaire dreading each one passed. It's already two minutes until six?!

5:59.

It's no use dreading the inevitable, so... Why was it so hard to tell you? So difficult to come out about it?

6:00. It's time.

The commute couldn't be long enough, but he knew he had to face whatever you were going to throw. Ready or not, Robaire couldn't run anymore.

"Sweetheart! There you are!" You rushed up to him and lovingly pecked his cheek. "I was wondering where you would be. Let's get to our seat!" "Yeah- uh- Table for two please," Robaire managed to sputter out to the hostess, who nodded and led you both down the isles.

"Listen, Y/N, I've been meaning to tell you this for a while-" Robaire stopped himself, but Y/N just stared awkwardly. "Which is?" Now Robaire wore the confused look, "You... Aren't going to stop me so you can order?" "Sweetheart, I'm not that oblivious. I can tell something is bothering you, and I want to know as soon as possible."

The inevitable couldn't be denied anymore.

"Y/N, remember the cat we were caring for last year?"

"Yeah, the one that ran away? Why are you bringing her up?" You gasped, "Did you find her? Did you find Little Missy?!"

"No... She didn't run away at all. Mon Amour, she, uh," Robaire choked down his uncertainty, "She was ran over by our band manager."

"Say that again." You gripped your hands into fists, "Say it again, Robaire! Tell me it isn't true!"

His silence spoke volumes. The chatter of other patrons and clinking of silverware drew further and further away from your mind, the agitated breathing from the man in from of you growing louder with each tick of the clock above. Why? Why? Why did he lie for so long?!

"YOU KNEW THIS WHOLE TIME THAT YOUR MANAGER KILLED OUR LITTLE MISSY?!"

The waiter that walked by cocked his head towards you and him, but tripped on the carpet he didn't watch for. The two red wine glasses toppled from the tray and onto the table, to which shattered glass spewed across the wood and onto the both of you.

This all caught the attention of the paparazzi outside of the restaurant who regularly droned the place for celebrities, who all trampled each other for photos of the esteemed 4*town member and his angered lover. The blinding white, red wine stains, and broken glass had you backed into your seat and overwhelmed.

Robaire's face was one of pure shock. The man before you wasn't the man you loved for years. He was a scared and lost young adult who didn't know what to do. Even if your overwhelmed judgement wasn't the best, you mustered up the best response you could.

"Robaire... Call me when you're ready to actually talk about this."

It takes him two days to call you. His manager, the band, and PR reps have all been trying to get a hold of him but all have been trying in vain. He gathers his courage and picks up the phone with a huge breath.

-Ringing...-

"Y/N? My love?"

"Robaire, you had me worried sick! I didn't think it would take you two entire days to actually talk to me."

"Listen, I'm so sorry I brought you into the public and told you there. I just thought you'd take it better if it wasn't in the house."

"What are you talking about? That would have been the best place to tell me you lied!"

"Look, I'm-"

"No, Robaire, listen to me. Save the apologies for later. I want to know why the hell you kept that a secret for so long. Do you know how long I hoped for Little Missy to return? For her to be in my arms again?"

"..."

"Don't you even care that she's gone?"

"I do, Y/N, I do! It's why I kept it secret! I... I didn't want you to harden your heart. I love how you can just keep being so hopeful after so long... I kept seeing everything you were doing for Little Missy after she passed. How could I break you? How do you tell someone so hopeful that it was all for nothing?"

"...So your manager did it?"

"Yeah, but... I didn't want you to hate her for it."

"I... Don't know how to feel about her. I won't talk to her until I can think straight."

"And there's one more reason why I didn't tell you."

"And what could that be?"

"Please come home, I can only show you."

"Alright. I'll be there in an hour."

-Call Ended-

Knock. Knock. Knock. The sound of you at his door sends Robaire running to the door, shifting to hide something tiny in his shirt. "Y/N..." He greets you at the door, only for you to wrap him into a tight hug. "I missed you, sweetheart... Don't ever scare me like that again." Robaire places a kiss on your forehead, leading you into the house.

"Y/N... I wanted to tell you for a week now about this... Surprise."

"Surprise?"

"Yeah. I didn't buy it, I found it on the side of the road. It's... Not in the best condition, but it's the thought that counts, right?"

"Baby, that's... What could be so good from the side of the road-"

Mew!

#4 town robaire #4 town x reader #4town robaire #4town x reader #4 town #4town #4 townies #turning red 4town #turning red x reader #requests open

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bagelboys-withcreamcheese · 3 years

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I don’t know any O’Driscolls so I decided to make a small chaotic friend group to deal with Reader

Finn ‘Mom’ McCarthy

Worries over the group a lot

Really strict

Yells almost 24/7

Mother hen of the group

Jack ‘Boomer’ Hughes

He’s the explosives guy, loves to blow stuff up

Probably snorts cocaine for breakfast

Major caffeine addict

Curses a lot

Crack head of the group

Conor ‘Connie’ Sullivan

Tired™️

The only one with a brain cell and he does not share

Annoyed 24/7

Only O’Driscoll that can read

Could look Satan himself in the eyes and would not be phased

Ben ‘Big Ben’ Collins

He’s actually really really smol

Angry

Will fight anything that moves

Him and Jack feed off each other, I’m serious, please don’t leave them unsupervised in a public place

He’s like a chihuahua but Irish

He’s the ‘I always start trouble and you’ll have to get me out of it’ friend of the group

Finn, looking over at some people in the distance: Who the hell are those idio- Ah, shit, those are my idiots.

Finn, running towards them: Y/N! JACK! PUT THAT RACCOON DOWN!

—

Reader: ‘A man who keeps a machete under his pillow is a fool everyday but one.’

Finn: YOU CAN’T PUT A CANNON UNDER YOUR PILLOW-

—

Ben, slamming his fists down in the table: YOU’RE A LYING PIECE OF SHIT!

Jack: NEWS FLASH, SOMETIMES YOU LOSE, WELCOME TO THE REAL WORLD, PAL!

Reader: YOU’RE ALL FUCKING IDIOTS!

Finn, gathering cards: Aaaaand that's enough Go Fish for today.

—

Reader: *watching Colm yell at another O’Driscoll over something ridiculously small*

Reader: Why do we run with him?

Jack, without looking away from the gun he’s cleaning: Free booze and explosives.

Reader: Right.

—

Finn: That Van Der Linde Gang is getting really annoying.

Reader: I don’t know, that silver-haired one was pretty hot-

Ben: Y/N, for the LAST TIME, stop LUSTING over tHE ENEMY!

—

Reader: Poison is a magic transmutation potion that turns people into corpses.

Jack: This knife is actually a magic wand.

Reader, yelling towards camp: Meet me behind the saloon in town for a wizard duel!

Jack: *cocks gun* Magic missile.

Conner: What the fuck is wrong with you people.

—

Finn: You three, explain right now!

Jack: It was Y/N.

Ben: It was Y/N.

Conner: It was Y/N.

Reader:

Reader: …fuck.

—

Finn, walking up: Hey, what are you do-

Finn: *sees Ben shoving Jack into the butter churner while Reader cheers him on and Conner watches*

Finn: *eye twitches*

—

Finn: Okay! Let’s play Kiss, Marry, Kill!

Finn: First, who would you kill?

Reader: *Points at Jack*

Ben: *Points at Jack*

Conner: *Points at Jack*

Jack, shrugging: I would kill me too.

—

Conner: How do you connect with a fictional character?

Finn, Ben, & Jack: What?

Reader, pulling out a 500 page laminated essay: I'm glad you asked.

—

Reader: Finn’s gonna kill me.

Conner: Nah, he'll probably make me do it.

—

Reader: SHUT UP, YOU USELESS TWINK!

Jack: I’M A BEAR! I’M A BEAR!!

Reader: YOU WISH YOU WERE A BEAR!

—

Reader, to a random O’Driscoll that was sent on a job with them: Big Ben can be really aggressive, so it's important to take all the necessary precautions when approaching.

Reader: *blows airhorn at Ben*

Reader: GET FUCKED!

—

Jack: Y/N, what do you have?

Reader, running past: A KNIFE!

Jack, going back to what he was doing: Okay, have fu-

Finn, scrambling after them: NO!

—

Reader: Welcome to fucking Applebees, do you want apples or bees?

Dutch, who got cornered in an alley: Wha.....Bees?

Reader, turning and shouting behind them: HE HAS SELECTED THE BEES!

Dutch: Wait-

Jack: *slowly rounding the corner and shaking a jar of bees menacingly*

—

Colm, watching Reader being a dumbass: Who the hell is that???

Finn: Sir, that is one of my emotional support dumbasses.

#I like this friend group #red dead redemption #red dead redemption 2 #rdr2 imagines #colm o'driscoll #arthur morgan x reader #hosea matthews x reader #dutch van der linde

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thefanficmonster · 3 years

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I may or may not have just sent the 3 word challenge in my real account instead of anon... I'm sorry. Please don't answer there. :)

When you post, post answering here please.

Again, much love,

📚🌻

Don't worry dear! Your identity shall remain a secret 🥰 Here's yet another fic with my Resident Evil OC: Gwen Winters (she’s an adult guys, don’t worry. However this is still an Older Man/Younger Woman relationship)

The words dear 📚🌻 Anon gave me in their previous ask were: Unruly, endurable and system. Please enjoy!

What happens in the gym....

Pairing: Chris Redfield x Female OC

Warnings: Swearing, Spoiler Free 😊

Genre: Angsty Romance

“Sure, throw me in the fire like you always do, Leon!“ Chris snaps, clenching his fists tightly as he glares at his best friend while the two stand in the dimly lit gym.

“Chris, you’re a BSAA captain, for the love of God! You should know better than to complain about something as little as this!“ Leon, while significantly calmer tone and demeanor-wise, is glaring daggers of his own.

“Why me, damn it?! And why her?!“ Chris is not done with his attempts to get out of the situation Leon’s trying to land him in and his partner’s honestly done with it.

“And why not?! You see the same potential I see, why would it be so hard to train her? She’s a quick learner, she’s disciplined when she wants to be and she’s already skilled to a certain degree. You’ve made soldiers out of total wimps before, why is she such a hassle to you?!“

“Because she’s disciplined when she wants to be and I guarantee she won’t want to when she’s around me. She’s unruly, selfish, arrogant and a Chris-phobe. I’m telling you, she hates me!“

It’s about time Leon’s had enough of this conversation. To be honest, he was done with it as soon as it started but he stayed, thinking he’d be able to change Chris’ mind but seeing as how this is a hopeless case, he’s just been wasting his time. “Does she? Or are you projecting your hate for her onto her?” Slinging his duffel bag containing his training gear over his shoulder, Leon finally makes that realization that these are ten minutes of his life he’ll never get back and storms out of the gym without another word.

Chris doesn’t attempt to stop him, in fact, he’s relieved he left. He sighs, silently hating himself for all the shit he said and how he meant none of it. It was all hard bullshit and he doesn’t know whether to be thankful or disappointed that Leon didn’t realize. Either way, he’s been cleared of possible suspicion, even if training the newest BSAA rookie still remains as his task.

Gwen Winters, she’s such a fucking handful. One cannot tell if it’s because she’s angry with the world, angry with herself or just straight up picked up on the habits of the family that took her in when she was rescued from Raccoon City where she was held as an experiment hamster. A chemistry project basically. Ethan and Mia were recovering from the events back in Louisiana at the time, still probably are, that is not some shit you get over, so they thought having another person in the house would help them. And help Gwen did. See, Gwen isn’t a handful with everyone. In fact, she’s a real sweetheart and Chris knows it too, despite his bogus claims. He knows she’s got a heart and soul of gold and is built with the will of a BSAA soldier already. All she needs is a bit better fighting skills and she’s good to go.

He sees how she acts with everyone around him. She’s been quick to make friends with Jill and his sister Claire and she’s even got Leon’s liking and trust which is hella hard to get, especially after all the shit with Ada. She’s overall a super sweet and lovely girl, even with him from time to time. He’s seen her welcoming, friendly smiles whenever he stops by the Winters’ home. He’s heard her laugh at the jokes he rarely cracks.

Then why does she act like she hates him so often? And why does he claim he hates her?

Chris is snapped back to reality by the sound of rough impact. It’s a very distinct noise, one he places immediately: the sound of fists hitting a punching bag. It’s the middle of the night, almost midnight actually, and knowing how lazy the soldiers on his team are, he can only assume it’s either his sister or Jill, given that Leon just left. However, they’ve had people sneak in to train for free before, so it’d be for the best if he went to check who was releasing some pent up energy on the poor punching bag. Judging by the intensity of the punches being thrown, sounds like the person might be angry as well.

And they have every right to be. Because they are Gwen.

Chris’ face goes a bit red at the sight of the infuriated rookie giving the punching bag her all, punishing it the way she’d want to do to her superior she just heard call her all the names she hates being referred by.

“Winters I-“

“Unruly?“ Punch “Selfish?” Punch “Arrogant?” Punch

She stills herself, sighing and wiping the droplets of sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand, “You say all that and expect me not to be a Chris-phobe?” She lets out a bitter laugh, rolling her shoulders before continuing her wrath over the piece of equipment she’s threatening to destroy. She hasn’t spared him a single look yet, something he’s rather grateful for because the last thing he wants to see is whatever her gaze is hiding right now. “I’ll talk to Leon.” She says, her voice leveled and breathy, far from the pissed off tone she was just using. This calmness is a lot scarier though. “I’ll tell him I don’t want you to be my trainer. To be perfectly clear, I never wanted you to train me in the first place. I’m just not the type to complain, you know. I’m not picky. Beggers can’t be choosers. I take what I can get. And you were all I was offered, but...” she trails off, delivering a particularly hard punch, “It’s not gonna work. I may not be picky, but I know when to draw the line. I know when I deserve better.”

“Kid, you really have no idea what the case really is here.“ He attempts desperately, taunted by the thought of acting on his instincts and approaching her even if that means being the recipient of one of those hard punches.

“You know, I’m strong. I’m skilled. I can hold my own in a fight quite nicely. I’m endurable. I’m not afraid to work my ass off and sweat and pant like a dog after workouts. There’s not a line I wouldn’t cross, but you still choose to make me feel lesser than any soldier you’ve ever come across, that’s really lovely of you, Captain Redfield.“

“Winters, please...“

“It’s ok, I won’t tell Ethan and Mia. I’m sure they’ll send you to hell over it. I’m not petty like that.“

He’s had enough. He’s had enough of hearing that hurt tone in her voice. He’s done hearing these words she’s so certain are true but aren’t. He’s done lying to her and to himself. Before he can even think twice about it, he grabs her by the arms gently but firmly, turning her to face him despite her hostile attempts to free herself from his hold like a wild animal caught in a trap. He’s surprised when she relaxes, probably seeing that as a quicker way out of the situation rather than struggling though if she tried to free herself any longer he would’ve probably let her go.

“Fucking hell, Gwen, listen to me.“ He looks her dead in the eyes, catching onto the spark of shock created by his use of her first name. But he also sees something else, something that looks dangerously a lot like tears. He knows she won’t cry, especially not in front of him, but knowing that he’s the cause behind the welling of those crystal droplets in her always shiny, always smiling eyes breaks him. When she doesn’t look away nor protest, he continues, “I can’t be your captain. I can’t be your trainer. I can’t be any of that. I’m a strictly professional man, and it’d be highly unprofessional of me to take you in as my soldier.”

“But why?“ She’s fully aware she sounds like a whiny kid - exactly how she thinks he envisions her sometimes - but she couldn’t care less. She wants and needs answers. She knows she won’t be able to fall asleep or keep coming back to the training center if she doesn’t get them.

It’s blatantly clear this is far from easy for Chris. His first instinct is to look away, let go of her, run away like he always does - not that she’d let him do such a thing but still. He’s finds the words impossible to spit out yet he oh so desperately feels the need to get them out of his system. And so, he gathers all the strength within him and finally forces himself to say it.

“Because a captain isn’t supposed to look at a soldier the way I look at you.“

Sure, it sounds cryptic as heck but he has no doubt she’ll catch on. Gwen is a smart and sharp girl, among many other things. She confirms this when barely three seconds after he’s said it, he notices her eyes widening

“Sir, I-“

“Don’t.“ He says simply, a small, regretful smile playing across his lips as his hand slides down her arm to take hold of hers, “I just admitted my dirtiest secret to you and you are still gonna remind me how unprofessional I am by using my title, Kid?“

She purses her lips, the shock momentarily replaced by her signature mild glare, “Well, you just admitted your biggest secret to me and yet you still choose to call me ‘Kid’, huh?”

He chuckles, letting his other hand repeat the movements of the first, “Sorry, force of habit.” His thumbs brush against her knuckles briefly as his head falls, his gaze fixating on where their bodies are connected, “You know, I didn’t tell you this to get myself any pity or anything. I just wanted you to understand and....wanted to get it off my chest. Ethan will kill me if he finds out, won’t he?” He suddenly asks, regaining the courage to look up at her once again.

She giggles, “Who says he’s gonna find out?”

Chris bites the inside of his cheek, shaking his head, “You’re right, there’s nothing really to find out abo-”

Gwen has never been a chatter nor can she tolerate when people beat around the bush so she’s quick to cut them off sometimes, no matter how rude that may seem or sound. However, just to clarify, her chosen method of cutting a person off isn’t always kissing them. Just saying - this is a special situation requiring special methods.

Taken aback by the sudden feeling of her lips on his, Chris’ eyes close automatically but not even a second later he responds to the kiss properly: wrapping his arms around Gwen’s waist as her hands travel up to cup his face. The kiss is short - too short if either of them is to be asked - but it’s worth all the words they didn’t say despite wanting to.

When they pull away, Gwen gives him a mischievous smile, “Now he could find out about that and then shit would go south. That’d suck, wouldn’t it Chris?“

He’s only ever heard her say his name twice, once in passing conversation with Claire and once earlier when she paraphrased his term ‘Chris-phobe’, both time spoken with some dose of dislike he now realizes was a cover-up all along. Turns out the two are a lot more alike than they initially thought. Regardless, hearing her say his name with fondness instead of bitterness makes his heart flutter, his body yearn to have her closer, his lips wanting to be in contact with hers again. But he’s a patient and self-controlled man, he’s nothing if not willpower sculpted in a human body, so he keeps his distance, waiting for her to pick the moves, waiting for her to make the decisions just like she’s his captain.

“Big time.“ He manages to say, voice coarse all of a sudden, barely able to leave his throat. “So it stays here, right?”

She giggles again, bringing her lips within an inch or two away from his, taunting him, threatening to break his self-control, “What happens in the gym stays in the gym, Redfield.”

Golden rules of discretion, ones he mustn’t break ever. Especially not when his captain - Captain Gwen Winters - holds so much power over him.

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possiamo-andare · 4 years

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No More Divisions - Chapter Six: The Key

JJ x Original Character

you guys are really gonna like this one...

MASTERLIST

You've ever had that moment in life where you've forgotten something so important that you feel physical pain once you've remembered? If you have, you know exactly what I mean.

A couple months ago, Sarah and I were planning to hang out and I wanted to sleep over. I had packed everything the night before to make sure I didn't forget anything. I had made a list for the first time in forever and I double checked before I left. Yet, once I got to Sarah's house I remembered one thing I forgot. Something I didn't even think to put on the list. Pads. I had gotten my period that night and I had to go looking through Sarah's bathroom cabinet to find a pad like a raccoon. Once I realize I had forgotten it, this awful feeling of dread came over me because I knew I messed up.

I hate that feeling.

When we get to the dock, I got that same feeling. I realized we forgot something; the key. Like idiots, we forgot the thing that starts the damm boat. I swear to god sometimes I think we all share one brain cell.

Although I remember this key piece of information, I don't let them know until the boat is in the water. Once the boat is in the water, I finally decide to break the news to them.

"Wow, guys," Pope chuckled, looking at all of us. "With twenty minutes to spare."

JJ and Kiara are smiling with Pope and I'm expecting a group hug but I know I'm gonna have to rain on their parade.

"Um, guys," I clear my throat. They're all joking around and fist bumping each other and I'm just watching. I kinda feel bad. "There's one problem."

They all look to me, waiting for me to be a little more precise. They all move closer to me and I look to JJ, who is as clueless as a snail.

"What?" He asks me, clearly being able to see that I'm pissed.

"How the hell is John B. gonna be able to start the car without the key?"

I don't think I've seen Kiara get so mad at JJ so quickly. They always have their mini fights here and there but this time she's pissed. "You forgot the key?!"

JJ rolls his eyes. "Sorry Kie, I was a bit distracted by the crazy Kooks trying to kill us all day!"

I want to step in and try to mediate since the both have reasons to be upset but I look to Pope for reassurance and he looks to me and shakes his head. Apparently getting between Kiara and JJ was a bad idea. So, I stay silent along with Pope as Kiara and JJ battle it out.

"I gave you two small tasks. I even wrote them down!" Kiara raises her voice, her hands coming up to her face to rub her temples.

JJ smirks. "Chill Kie, I gotta plan."

Kiara rolls her eyes. "Great. You've got a plan. Ya hear that guys, JJ has a plan. Well, that makes me feel better." Kiara's voice is filled with sarcasm and JJ knows it.

JJ let's out a loud sigh before turning to me. "Callie, you're gonna help me."

I frown. "Why do you always pick me when we have to get in trouble?"

"Because he -" Pope begins to say before Kiara elbows him.

JJ glares at Pope for a second before looking back at me. "Who says we're doing anything dangerous?"

I roll my eyes. "Fine, then what are we doing?"

JJ scratches his head. "We're gonna..." He looks to his house for a moment then back to me.

Then, it clicks. "No." I glare at JJ. "I'm not gonna steal the key from your dad."

"Yeah. If he wakes up, he'll kill you guys." Kiara pipes in, patting my shoulder.

JJ shook his head quickly. "Callie." Once he says my name, my eyes instantly meet his. He grabs me by the shoulders and pulls me closer to him. "Nothing will happen to you. I promise."

He's so serious and calm as he says this I can't help but believe him. Last week I wouldn't have trusted JJ with anything, let alone my life but now it's different. I feel something for JJ. Something I don't have time to figure out just yet.

I nod. "Okay. What's the plan?"

"You're a psycho." I angrily whisper to JJ. I can't speak normally because I'm in his house and of I talk normally, his dad will wake up.

He's just told me his plan to get the key and now I'm sure we'll die. The key is on a chain hanging around his father's neck and the only way JJ can think of to get it off is to cut the chain. Not only is this a bad idea, it will get us killed. If either of us makes one wrong move, then JJ's dad will wake up and see what we're doing. Then I can only imagine the suffering I'll endure.

"My dad can sleep through a tornado. He won't even know we're here." JJ shrugs, totally nonchalant about the hibernating bear on his couch.

I take a deep breath. "Fine. Let's just do this."

I tiptoe behind JJ as we make our to the couch where his dad is sleeping. As I move around his cluttered house, I'm surprised. Of course, I never expected his living quarters to be four stars, but at least one would make me happy. No wonder JJ rarely goes home. Not the mention the mean man waiting for him each time he gets home.

The house is a complete mess and from what I can tell, it's mostly at the fault of his father, not JJ. There's empty beer bottles and spare parts. Two things JJ would never bring home, let alone scatter all over his house. It's obvious his dad has never cleaned up after himself which just angers me. Not only does he beat his son, he is beyond ok with letting his son live in these conditions. Maybe I do want him to wake up, so I can beat the shit out of him.

Once we get close enough to JJ's dad, JJ looks to me and extends his hand outward. I take the scissors that I found on the boat from my pocket and give them to JJ. He slowly reaches for them, careful not to even make a creak. I can't even tell if JJ and I are breathing because that's how quiet we are trying to be.

Once JJ grabs ahold of the scissors, he moves closer to his dad's face. This time I'm sure JJ and I aren't breathing. The only loud thing I can hear is my heartbeat which is beating so loud I'm sure it's gonna wake up JJ's dad any minute. I try to take small breaths through my nose and try to stay calm but that proves to be difficult because I watch JJ pick the chain with the key up with his index finger and slowly bring the scissors to the chain.

He slowly but surely slides the blades down on the chain and they make a small sound, definitely not loud enough for his dad to hear. JJ tries again. He reopens the blades and then closes them again, this time they sound even louder. Yet again, the scissors aren't strong enough to cut the chain.

JJ slowly places the chain back on his father's chest and turns to me, scissors still in hand. His brows are scrunched together and I know this means he has an idea. And if I know JJ, it's a stupid idea.

I raise my eyebrows at him. What is he planning. He shifts a little to the right and places the scissors on the table in front of the couch where his father sleeps. There's barely any room on the table with all the junk but he makes room. He then looks back to me and smirks.

I have no idea what he's about to do. Then, he turns back to his dad and does it. He grabs onto the chain with his entire hand and rips it off his dad's neck in a second, breaking the clasp.

I wanna scream at him. I'm wanna punch him. Although I want to, I can't because JJ's dad grumbles, waking up from his deep sleep.

JJ grabs my hand and quickly pushes me into his kitchen and under the table, away from his dad's eyeline. We're both so damn quiet, I'm sure we're not breathing again.

Since we're under the table, we can't see JJ's dad but we can hear him. He wakes up and gets up from the couch. He stretches and wakes closer to the kitchen.

JJ squeezes onto my hand. I forgot that we're still holding hands. I squeeze back and look at him. He gives me a half smile but I know he's terrified.

Just as I think JJ's dad is gonna walk into the kitchen, he passes it completely and makes his way to the bathroom, shutting the door behind him.

I let out a sigh. "Holy shit."

JJ let's go of my hand. "I thought we were dead."

I scowled. "Yeah we almost did, you ass. Why'd you do that?"

JJ shrugged, smiling at me in a way I can't explain. "I got the key, didn't I?"

I smirked, not being able to contain my happiness. "Sure. But seriously, next time I'm planning -"

I can't even reprimand JJ anymore because he's cuped my face in his hands and is kissing me. JJ is kissing me. It takes me a moment to realize what's going on and at first I'm not kissing him back. My body is limp because I'm in total shock.

I think he gets scared of my reaction because he let's me go and starts apologizing. "Callie, I'm so fucking sorry. I'm really -"

And now im kissing him. Both of my arms wrap around his neck and I dive forward to kiss him. These emotions have been building up since last night and now I'm finally expressing them. Once JJ reacts to me kissing him, he's kissing me back fiercely. His hands are my waist, pulling my upper body closer to him. We're crouched down under this stupid table but I'm having the time of my life. I've never kissed anyone like this.

He tastes like mint gum which I didn't think he would taste like, especially since I haven't seen him chew any gum since I met him. I wonder what I taste like to him.

We hear the toilet flush. This is what makes us pull apart. JJ's dad will be out any second and we haven't left yet.

We scurry out from under the table and JJ helps me up from the ground.

With his hand in mine, we run out of his dad's front door. We cut across the side of his house and run across his backyard. We pass the jacuzzi which is now drained. I can't believe that not even 24 hours ago I was having my first real conversation with JJ and now I'm running hand in hand with him. A lot can change in one day.

Once we make it to the dock, we see Kiara and Pope sitting on the ledge waiting for us. Once our steps are heard on the dock, Kiara looks up at us and smiles.

"You got it?"

Kiara and Pope both stand up once we get closer to them. JJ takes the key, still dangling on the chain, and holds it in front of Kiara and Pope.

"Told you I got it." He hands it to Kiara.

Kiara has the biggest grin on her face. "I always believed in you man."

"Bullshit." JJ laughs, looking to me.

That's when I realize our hands are still interlocked. Embarrassed, I let go and move slightly away from JJ, giving him space. He frowns at me and suppress a smile. Everything he does makes me laugh. If this is what liking someone feels like then I don't think I ever liked Rafe.

Once Kiara puts the key I'm her pocket, she extends her arms, ready for a group hug. We all extend our arms with her and all hug. We're yelling and screaming, joking about how crazy this day has been. I've never felt so appreciated, so loved by anyone in my entire life.

I understand why being a Pogue is so awesome. Being a Kook, there's not much room for community and family but here, I feel like we're our own little family. A week ago I would've never understood why Sarah loved hanging out with John B. and his friends but now I do.

Now I do.

I look up from our group hug and JJ is watching me. I smile at him and he winks at me.

I want to roll my eyes but I don't. I just watch him as he watches me. We're in the moment and I don't think I've ever felt as alive as I do now.

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[bubblegum]

bakugo katsuki x mute!reader

[sign language in italics]

she wasn't always like this. for the first half of her life she was able to speak.

her voice was taken away from her in a tragic accident. it not only took her voice but her two loving parents as well.

it was a traumatic shock to such a young child.

but that was all in the past, she had healed and moved on.

"hey short-stack!", a voice brought her out of her thoughts. she glanced up to the figure standing in front of her,

katsuki bakugo

the young man who was arguably her best friend. he had help her through her struggle of the loss of her voice. he even learned sign language for her!

"come on, the lunch bell already rang." the blonde says gruffly, walking towards the exit. she stood up and ran after him.

[y/n] pokes his shoulder to get his attention. katsuki glances down at her and hummed to acknowledge her presence.

"i wonder what all might's going to teach us this time", she signs.

he smirks, "it better something different than that same ass shit we did yesterday. some real hero stuff. 'cause i'll be the number one hero!" he exclaims.

she huffs and elbows him. "what about me?" she signs with a quizzed look on her face.

"and you'll be right there, by my side. we'll kick ass together." he says grinning. she smiles and pumps her fist.

"yeah! those villains won't know what hit them!" she signs with a goofy smile on her face.

katsuki cracks a smile at his best friend's cute attitude. "yeah we'll show 'em." he says sling his arm around her.

—

in the cafeteria [y/n] sat with her friends, the self-dubbed group of friends called the bakusquad. the group sat joyfully, occasionally cracking a joke that would make bakugo act up.

the girl tapped her pink haired friend and showed a website to her. mina peered towards her friend staring at the website for the fall fair in musutafu. "do you wanna go to it?" mina asks. the [brunette, blonde, ginger, etc.] nods with a small smile on her face. she quickly scribbles into her notepad.

lets go this weekend!

the boys had now stopped their conversation to tune into the two girls who were skemming something. "[y/n] wants to go to the fair this weekend! what do you guys think?" the pink haired girl inquires. the males glance between themselves (minus bakugo), "sure why not? it sounds like fun."

everyone turns their heads to bakugo who had stayed silent during the entire conversation, "what?!" he barks. "are you coming?" Kirishima asks.

"no way, its gonna be lame" he scoffs. the girl looks at him with pleading eyes. "come on. it'll be fun! like when we were kids!" she signs, tugging on his sleeve. the blonde glances dow at her, seeing her puppy dog eyes, his defiance crumbling away.

"fine" he says gruffly.

—

the weekdays had ended quickly and the day of the fair was finally here.

[y/n] spotted her group of friends waiting under the shade of a tree. she quickly dashed over to them, waving her arms around like a maniac.

"guys look it's [y/n]!" mina says, gaining the attention of her friends beside her. the pink haired girl ran up and hugged her.

"oh my god, i'm so excited!" mina squealed. [y/n] nodded with a wide grin on her face.

"come on raccoon eyes we don't have all day." katsuki says impatiently, tapping his foot.

"hi katsu!" she signs. "hey pipsqueak." he gruffly says and pats her head.

the [brunette, blonde, ginger, etc.] soaked in the sight before her as she gave the worker entrance ticket and strode through the gate. brightly painted metal rides reached to the heavens as overplayed pop music blasted through the speakers around you. flashing lights adorned signs that offered corn dogs and funnel cake, while multicolored stuffed animals hung from strings as a worker appealed to passerby underneath them.

kaminari had patted [y/n] on the shoulder as he swooped a hand out to the organized chaos, "welcome to the carnival, [y/n]! is it everything you remember?"

she was in too much awe to answer, “i’ll take that as a yes.” kaminari says laughing.

“i wanna go on that rollercoaster!” she signs to katsuki and grabs his hand, dragging him to it, the others following after them.

the group ended up splitting up, leaving [y/n] and bakugo together.

“hey the drop rollercoaster is just around the corner.” the blonde says looking up from carnival map guide. he stares at [y/n] who had blanked out.

he traces her eyesight and sees her focused on a cotton candy stand. "you want some cotton candy?" he asks. she nods, "i'll go get it for you wait here."

she leans back against a wall and pulls her phone, quietly waiting for katsuki to get back. out of the corner of her eye she spots a group of 4 boys approaching her.

[y/n] gets a bad vibe and nervously glances to where katsuki is, he was still standing in line. she continues to scrolling through her social media hoping that the boys would avoid her.

"hey there." a masculine voice says. she meekly looks up, she gives them a small wave and looks back down at her phone.

"come one now sweetheart don't be shy." the same boy says. she rolls her eyes and rummages through her purse, grabbing a pad and pen. she quickly scribbles down something and shows it to the boys, their eyes widening as they read.

sorry, i'm mute

"aw doll that sucks, why don't you come and hang with us." another boy from the speaks up. she begins to write her reply.

i’m already here with someone

the boys laugh, “no one’s here but us sweetheart”. she starts getting more and more anxious. [y/n] glances again towards where katsuki is standing, he’s almost at the front of the line.

“come on sweetheart we don’t have all day!” the boy says starting to get more aggressive. she shakes her head and backs away from the group.

“i don’t take no as an answer.” the boy growls and quickly grabs her arm, squeezing it tightly. she tries to wiggle out of his grip but a voice distracts her.

“hey what’d you say to her!” a voice fumes. the [brunette, blonde, ginger, etc.] glances back to see her savior, katsuki.

“get your hand off of her!” katsuki barked, walking closer to them. the boys continued to ignore his calls.

“i said let her fucking go!” the blonde growls. the boys grip on her arm not loosening at all.

“what’s your deal man? just walk away.” he says scoffing, his friends agreeing beside him.

“i won’t ask nicely again!” katsuki hisses, small explosions going off on his hands. [y/n] flinches and covers her ears.

“shit.” the creep murmured eyeing the people around them that had noticed the commotion going on.

“lets get outta here.” he says to his friends. he looks down at [y/n], “see ya later bitch.” and pushed her down to ground and runs off.

katsuki rushes to her and helps her up, “shit are you ok?” he inquires. she nods, smiling nervously.

“i’m sorry you had to see me like that, i know you don’t like it when i get like that.” the blonde says recalling when they were little. [y/n] would cover her ears and close her eyes whenever katsuki would pick a fight, she hated the loud noises and violence.

“i just-” he takes a shaky breath. “i hated the way they were talking to you, like you were an object. i don’t want anyone speaking to you like that.”

[y/n] smiles softly and puts her hands on his forearms, rubbing small circles into them. it was very common for katsuki to get this mellow but the few moments he did she savored it.

“it’s ok” she mouths to him. he takes a deep breathe, “hey can i tell you something, i’ve never told anyone?”

she nods, curious to see what comes out of his mouth.

“i love you.” he says. her mouth hung open in awe, nothing came out, she was starstruck.

she could not believe the words that had just come out of her best friend’s mouth. the best friend that she had been undeniably in love with since she was eight.

katsuki cursed quietly, taking her silence and lack of sign language as a rejection. “look i get you don’t feel the same way.” he grumbles. she panicked not knowing what to do. the blonde moved to walk away in defeat but before he could she grabbed his face and smashed her lips against his.

once katsuki had processed what had happened he kissed her backed her, relief spreading into both of them.

the girl pulled away shakily, not knowing what took over her body. she peered back up to see katsuki with a smile on his lips, he seemed to be in a bit of a daze.

“i love you too.” she signs with a cheeky smile. he smiles back at her, “i thought so.”

bonus:

“hey guys we’ve been looking for you two for a wh-” mina cuts herself off seeing bakugo’s arm around her.

the pink haired girl gasps, “NO WAY!” she screeches.

[cue mina being their number one shipper]

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