#Yes some small moments I do. I went on vacation and stuff and it was fun But somehow something always showed up to make the memory taste ba

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I do sometimes find it really annoying that most of the things I do right now are At Least tangentially related to a trauma I lived through.

I am living in a university dorm right now, it's a very typical thing to do, but most people return to their family home during the weekends and only really stay in the dorms because they have classes in the week and having to go from their home to the classes, especially the 9 am classes, can be heavy if they live somewhat further away. I stay in my dorm the entire week. For Reasons I don't want to go back to my old home for longer than half a day to drop my laundry and leave with clean clothes, some food and a chat with my mother. I wouldn't feel good doing so anymore, but mentioning that is weird because most people (except internationals because going to a full on other country just for the weekend, every weekend, would be a bit dumb) return to their home (My dorm feels more like home to me right now than my old house did btw).

When I say I stay in my dorm people are somewhat confused, as it on its own already implies that something must not be that good at the familial home for me to not go there for the weekends. By the simple fact I don't go back it's already implied there is something wrong, and it's true, there Is something wrong, but I can't just start explaining the whole thing, it's not really appropriate for most conversations, and I simply don't want to open up about this part of my traumas. So I just have to quickly and very blatantly brush off that fact and the unpleasant implications to continue the conversation without making it awkward and it's so annoying.

Most of my weird trauma responses at least have the added thing that if I don't verbalize them nobody will really notice. I am good at hiding them, I kinda had to, but this dorm situation is such a blatant sign of something Weird (and not the good kind) that I cannot hide since my actions on their own imply a situation already.

I am somewhat good at dealing with all of these issues, brushing off The Problems is a typical part of normal conversations, but it does get frustrating sometimes when I get severely affected by something traumatic, and it's The Only reason that my problem happened, but I cannot talk about it in casual conversations because of how heavy and intense it is. I have to vaguely mention The Horrors (They Are Complex) and move on before I make my conversation partner uncomfortable. It happened when I had to miss a class because of a severe relapse in my mental health, it happens every time I mention I stay in my dorm the weekends, it happens whenever I get too jittery and weird because of stress (I don't even always know Why I am stressed) and I just cannot explain anything about the cause because it's too heavy for most people to hear. (I do understand that fact, it makes sense you're not going to tell classmates casually about the horrific stuff you went through in your personal life, but it fucking gets annoying when it is fully related to a situation and I have to Shut The Fuck Up anyway.)

It's just frustrating to me that I have to deal with all these Weird Things because of trauma, and everyone sees them, but I cannot explain where they come from truthfully because of how much they are. It's in this weird middle state where people See I am weird hurt, but they don't Know why. I do things differently for reasons they can assume are unpleasant, but I cannot ever truly explain everything to them.

#morningcries #yeah late night frustrations as I just thing about all my friends and such going back to their homes and the occasional somewhat awkward #Lull in a conversation whenever I say I don't return to my kot (so Every time I say that) #Honestly having such a shit childhood really set me apart. But not in a good way #I am weird in many ways. All related to traumas I had and I can't relate to most people #I don't want to return to my home. I don't know what I feel about my sister but it sure as hell isn't a normal sibling relationship. #I have severe attachment issues and fucking cut myself when I was 14 #This mutilation fucked up my brain in the long term too as I now just crassly mention them Like That. They don't mean anything to me anymor #School left me a lonely hurt mess filled with anger and resentment. I had no friends left during my last year there. I had no friends when #I began university. My childhood was horrible and I now have to build something new from the shattered pieces I have left #Some people do help me but in a way my childhood is and always will be lost. I can't relate to what most people got to enjoy #Yes some small moments I do. I went on vacation and stuff and it was fun But somehow something always showed up to make the memory taste ba #When I talk about my past I always have to choose very specific small stories and shave off every negative detail and the grander (bad) #Context

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MY ENDLESS LOVE

FEATURING boyfriend!Steve Harrington x f!Mayfeild/Hargrove reader

CONTENT WARNING near death experience, sad stuff, angst, mentions of PTSD, crying steve

SUMMARY Vecna's curse enlightens you to the endless love you have for your boyfriend

AUTHORS NOTE this is shit. Like actual shit, but its kinda cute?

“Y/N! Oh god!” I could hear Dustin distantly panting, screaming my name, shaking me, but it was too late. They were out of time. He was going to win, and I was going to die. I don’t want to die, god no. What I want is to live out my life, see my future with him. I want to have a litter of kids, I want to go on vacations in a van too small for all of them, I want to rip my hair out in motherly frustration, and most of all I want more time. More time to love him. More time for him to love me. However, those weren’t the cards I was dealt. Nope! Instead, I need to take you back to the start so you can really understand how I got here. 

MARCH 17, 1986

“Babe!” I call from the kitchen, my head pounding so hard in my skull I can barely think. There’s some rushing thumps from the floor above and then, suddenly, my gorgeous boyfriend is standing in the threshold. 

“Yeah?” Steve asks softly, as he enters the kitchen, walking towards me until he’s close enough to wrap me in his calming embrace. 

“Do you have any Tylenol?” I ask, sighing as I allow myself to melt in his embrace. His touch calms my throbbing skull but the ache is still intense enough to bring tears to my eyes. 

“Yeah I’ll get it. Are you okay?” Steve sounds worried as he runs his fingers through my hair. 

“Just a headache is all, no big deal.” I smile and remove myself from his arms. Steve’s face scrunches for a moment, unsure with my answer and confused by my sudden distance. I quickly grab the two small pills from his outstretched hand and toss them back, dry swallowing them. “I’ve got work in ten, so I’m outta here. I will see you later tonight.” I lie as I press a quick peck on his lips and leave the house. I let out a long sigh as I put the car in drive, I hate lying to Steve, but ever since Billy I can’t help but blame myself. If I hadn’t been such a coward my twin brother would still be here, but instead of rushing to his aid I grabbed Max and watched as that thing took him away from us. As I pull up to my trailer, I stagger into the mini home when my landline’s blaring ringtone pulls me from my reverie.  I let out a groan as I rub my temples in hopes to soothe the ache and answer the phone. 

“Hello ma’am, this is the Hawkins High School counselor calling.” A woman on the other end informs and I inwardly sigh. Max. 

“Hi.” I respond flatly. My head is throbbing and I just want to get to the woods so I can meet with my dealer. 

“Is this Ms Y/N Mayfeild-Hargrove? I have her registered as Max Mayfeild’s main caregiver.” Ah, yes. After Billy’s death my birth father (Max’s step dad) left Hawkins and left Max’s mom to care for the young girl. After Susan went off the deep end on alcohol, unable to deal with her step son’s death, I took Max in. Went to court and got custody of her, then moved her in with me and Steve. She completely shut down after Billy’s death and I had no way of communicating with her, until I got a call from the school one day asking me for permission to check in with her once a week after her “tragic loss”. I felt allowing them to talk to her was the best way I could keep an eye on her without invading her space, so I said yes. Now, I've been getting monthly check-ins from her school and it makes me feel more comfortable with her distance from me. She might not be communicating with me, but at least she is with someone else. 

“Yes, this is she? Who are you?” I ask, this woman doesn’t sound like one of the bored office ladies I usually speak with. 

“Oh! My name is Ms Kelly, I’ve been counseling Max.” Oh god, the counselor herself is reaching out to me. This can not be good. 

“What’s up? Is Max okay?”

“Well, that’s the issue. When I called her into my office yesterday, I managed to drag some information out of her. Apparently she has been starting to get headaches and nosebleeds. I think her trauma is starting to physically affect her and it is quite worrisome.” Funny, I’ve been getting the same deal too. I wonder if Max has been having nightmares too. 

“Alright, what can I do to help?” I wonder if there is anything I can do. Maybe she is blaming herself for Billy’s death like I am, but it wasn’t her fault, there was no way she was going to be able to free herself from the iron tight grip I had on her. As Ms Kelly drones on with suggestions I begin to space off, my mind wandering into a dark place where Billy whispers in my ear. 

“What’s wrong Y/N? Are you feeling guilty for having a part in my murder? Well,” Billy tsks in my ear, his voice as sharp and cold as I remember it. “We can’t have that now can we? Own it. You didn’t try to save me. Not even after I called for you, no you just sat there and held our step sister. You are a sick, sick woman sis.” He spits his nickname for me in my ear and I can feel chills cascading down my spine. 

“No!” I scream, suddenly in the woods and not in the kitchen. How the hell? I take a seat on the picnic table where I usually wait for Eddie to show up and hold my head in my hands. 

MARCH 21, 1986

My drug dealer is a murder. No way! Eddie is.. weird sure, but a killer never. I can’t say anything about it to anyone though because no one is supposed to know that he’s been selling to me. So, I continue about my normal day and hope that Hawkins Police are still as stupid as they were when Jim Hopper was working there. Granted, he was keeping the whole alien shit on the DL, but as far as I know the Hawkins Police Department is still in the dark. 

“Henderson! I swear to god if you kick my seat one more time I’m throwing you on the side of the road and you can walk to Family Video!” I yell, glaring at the teen in the mirror. 

“Sorry! Geez, someone has a stick up their butt today.” He grumbles which only earns him a wack in the back of the back of the head. He’s not wrong, since my dealer has been MIA my headaches, nosebleeds, and nightmares have been causing my irritability to become ridiculous. I miss weed. I sigh and rub my temples after I place the car in park outside the video store. 

“Hey, Y/N? Are you alright?” Dustin asks, genuinely concerned as he places a hand on my shoulder from the backseat. I tense, but plaster a smile on my face and let out a fake laugh. 

“Of course, dork. Let’s go see your boyfriend.” I joke as we exit the car. 

“He’s not mine, that is all your business over there.” He smiles, laughing at me.

“Oh no! I don’t claim him, that is all you Henderson.” I laugh as we both walk through the door.

“Huh?” Steve looks at us confused at our banter which sends Dustin into a laughing fit while I smirk. “Oh! Babe, your nose is bleeding!” Steve says as he rushes to my side. I shrug him off, and make my way to the bathroom where I dab at my bleeding nose. 

MARCH 23, 1986

“Y/N! In here!” Max calls from a small office room in the high school. I wander into the room carefully, looking around for any unexpected guests. 

“What's up? Did you find something?” I ask, walking towards her once the coast is clear. 

“Look.” I look at the three files in front of her. Chrissy Cunningham: suffers from post traumatic disorder, complains of headaches, nosebleeds, and nightmares. Fred Benson: traumatic car accident survivor, complains of headaches, nosebleeds, and nightmares. Maxine Mayfeild: traumatic loss of a family member, complains of headaches, nosebleeds, and nightmares. Oh shit. “Chrissy and Fred were both killed by Vecna. I think that these are the warning signs that he is targeting them.” Max explains and my heart plummets to my butt. 

“Max.” I say, my voice sounding shaky to my own ears, but I keep a stone face. “I want you to bring Dustin in here. Do not let Steve come with you. I mean it.” I order, my body standing stock still as chills of pure terror run down my spine. Steve can not know about this. He can’t know that I’m going to die. Max is hesitant, but leaves the room and returns with the boy. 

“Okay, we don’t have long because Steve is kinda freaking out.” Max rushes as she pulls Dustin into the room. 

“I am going to tell you two something and you aren’t going to breathe a word of it to Steve. Do you understand?” I get two immediate nods. “I have Vecna’s curse.” As soon as the words leave my lips all the oxygen is sucked from the room. 

“You have what?!” Steve yells in outrage from the entryway. 

“Oh shit.” Max whispers, her face ashen. 

“Y/N I’m sorry, but he wouldn’t let me go without following behind.” Dustin winces, waiting for my reaction. Of fucking course Dustin lets Steve follow behind to listen in. I sigh, glaring at Dustin. 

“I can’t fucking believe you right now!” I shout, moving my glare to my boyfriend. “There is a reason that I didn’t want you to know, Steve! You can’t just bully a child into letting you eavesdrop! Where is your trust in me? In our relationship?!”

“That is not what this is about and you fucking know that! You were just going to let yourself be killed and not say anything?” Steve yells back, but the tears in his eyes show there isn’t malice in his words, but hurt. 

“I didn’t want our last days spent with this dark cloud over it.” I sigh, utter defeat in my tone. 

“Well, you aren’t going to die. Neither of you are because we are going to figure out a way to save you.” Pure determination in his words make my heart melt, but it’s bitter sweet. I’m going to die and he is going to spend every effort down to the last second trying to save me. 

“Steve,” I sigh, tears falling down my cheeks, “you can’t fix this.” 

“Yes! Yes I can.” He doesn’t allow time for a rebuttal, walking up to me and wiping the tears from my cheeks. “You can’t die. I won’t let you.” 

MARCH 24, 1986 

“What are they doing?” I hear Dustin ask Steve. The two of them and Lucas have been watching Max and I like hawks, staring so intently I worry they might burn a hole in our backs. 

“You done?” Max asks as I sign my last letter addressed to Billy. 

“Yup.” I respond, adding it to the stack of names. “Good idea by the way.” Max doesn’t respond, she just stands and walks over to the boys, handing them each a letter and I follow in step, giving both Dustin and Lucas a letter. Steve looks at me confused, I didn’t write him one. 

“Don’t!” Max rushes stopping the boys from opening the letters. 

“They are for after.. Y’know.” I inform them and they all look a little pissed.

“You’re not dying.” Steve says, determined. “Nancy and Robin are going to come up with a solution and you are both going to be fine.”

“We know. It’s just a failsafe.” Max encourages but I know that she doesn’t believe a word Steve is saying. I don’t either. The hope isn’t for our peace of mind, it's for theirs. “I need a ride to the cemetery,” Max orders, grabbing her jacket and walking towards the door. 

After some argument from Steve and more threats from Max we all end up outside the cemetery. Max and I exit the car and start to head towards our destination. “Max!” Lucas calls, running up to her.

“I’ll talk to him first.” I smile, hugging Max and slipping a letter into her pocket before heading towards Billy’s grave and leaving Max to speak to Lucas. I let out a shaky sigh as I take a seat in front of his grave, opening his letter, letting a few tears spill freely down my cheeks. “Dear Billy, I was a coward, and you died because of it. It is my fault and I should have tried harder, I know I should have, but I think it was because I was scared or maybe I thought you deserved it. Some sick sort of karma after all the abuse I had to endure after mom died. I’m sorry. You deserved better and I should have tried harder, and now I am getting the karma I deserve. Basically, what I’m trying to say is see you soon little brother. I love you.” I sob through my words and just as I finish everything turns dark. One of Vecna’s visions. There is a sound of a distorted clock in the distance and that's when I hear it. 

“You’re sorry, huh?” Billy’s voice chuckles darkly and suddenly he’s in front of me and I’m standing. “I don’t think you are. You know what I think? I think you are grateful, glad that I’m dead” His shirt is stained with the black blood I saw in his final moments, his eyes a black void of corruption. 

“No!” I wail, falling to my knees as they give out. I weakly try to drag myself away from him, but it’s no use. My arms feel like noodles, I’m so scared I can’t move. 

“You enjoyed it didn’t you? You are one sick bitch.” He laughs maniacally, and I sob harder in fear and desperation. 

“I loved you!”

“No you didn’t! You never did!” He shouts back, and that's when the most horrifying thing happens. The same fleshy tentacle shoots through his stomach and I am stuck, frozen again as I watch him die. I close my eyes, only for a moment, but they shoot back open when I hear him. 

“Y/N, it’s time.” Vecna calls, Billy’s deformed body fading as Vacna appears in front of me. I'm helpless to run, to hide, because I deserve this. After everything I did, I deserve this. “It is time for you to join me.” He says as his long, deformed claw hand reaches out towards me. All at once all my muscles suddenly painfully clenched and I couldn't move even if I wanted to. Vecna lets out a growl of pleasure and I sob, my body feeling like it's being torn apart from the inside out. 

“Y/N! Oh god!” I can hear Dustin distantly panting, screaming my name, shaking me, but it was too late. They were out of time. He was going to win, and I was going to die. I don’t want to die, god no, but it’s what I deserve. I’m about to give up, to let him have me when I hear him. 

“Baby! Oh! Baby please, no! Y/N! Come back to me, I can’t!” Steve sobs, desperately. Its distant but it reigns true and loud in my ears. I want to live out my life, see my future with him. I want to have a litter of kids, I want to go on vacations in a van too small for all of them, I want to rip my hair out in motherly frustration, and most of all I want more time. More time to love him. More time for him to love me. It goes quiet for a moment, and I think it’s because I’ve already died, but then I hear his voice again. “My love,” he whispers, his voice shaky with tears. “There is only you in my life. The only thing that's bright.” He sings. God, what a way to go. The love of my life singing my favorite song, as a demon alien thing eats my soul or something. 

“My first love,” Max joins in, “You’re every breath that I take. You’re every step I make.” She sings, her voice laced with sorrow. Then they all start singing. Lucas, Steve, Max, and Dustin all begin singing Endless Love. It takes me back to a warmer place, images of me and Steve dancing in the living room while the song plays softly in the background, my whole world revolving around his beautiful chocolate brown eyes. There's a light in the corner of my eye and I decide then and there to fight. For him. For us. I struggle against Vecna until I eventually free myself from his mind grip on me with a swift kick to the nuts. Then I make a break for it, running to him. My endless love. As I reach the light, everything hurts. My arms are broken and are at awkward angles, same with my legs, but I can see and feel. I look up and all I see is him. His cheeks are red and tearstained, his eyes irritated and his face heavy with sorrow. 

“I love you,” I whisper, my voice hoarse and strained with pain. Steve lets out a sob and holds me close, kissing me passionately. 

“Don't ever fucking do that to me again. I can’t lose you, Y/N.” Steve cries, “I can't.” He repeats, rocking me in his arms. 

“I won’t, I promise.” I swear and I mean it. I want my future with him and I will fight tooth and nail for it. 

“I love you.” He sniffles.

“And I you, my endless love.”

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All of My Dreams

All of My Dreams 

Jubal Valentine X reader 

A/N: I hope you all enjoy this !!! 

P.S. Look at that gif we don’t talk much about how beautiful his hands are ! 

Y/N’s POV 

When was the last time you took a vacation you thought as you packed your stuff. Your apartment was a mess. Trying to plan a outfit for each day , hell down to each meal. 

Even making sure to bring that new Lingerie down that you brought just for the trip. 

This was also a big deal because it was your first vacation with your boyfriend Jubal. You were so excited and you wanted it to go perfectly. 

You guys were leaving the hustle and bustle of New York. You guys were going to Myrtle Beach. It was summer time and you loved the beach. 

You were so excited to have drinks by the pool and hopefully come back with a tan. There was a small little city there you were hoping to explore. 

You doubled checked everything to make sure you didn’t forget anything. Your phone went off and it was Jubal texting you that he was here. You grabbed your stuff and ran out because you were so excited. 

Jubal got out and jogged over to you and laughed. 

“Wheres the fire” He yelled. 

“Listen don’t laugh but we gotta go before they call us into the office” You said 

“Hey true I didn’t even think about that let’s go” He said putting some pep in his step. 

You guys drove down and it was so much fun. You played music and made him sing along with you. 

The two two of you ate so many snacks and food and took a lot of photos. When you reached your destination it was beautiful. 

It was one hell of a vacation. You made him go swimming with you and get a couples massage. 

You both dressed up for dinners every night. It was romantic candle dinner nights by the beach. 

One day you both went out of the tourist part and went to that little town you wanted to explore. It was so cool and quiet a big difference from the big city.

It was getting late when you passed a small building that caught your attention. You were admiring the building when Jubal spoke up and caught your attention. 

“Let’s do it right here right now” Jubal said. 

You looked at him with such confusion. I mean he wasn’t serious right? I mean it’s only been 3 months of dating. 

He was also your boss which didn’t bother the two of you or anyone at work really. It was never a power dynamic type of situation. 

You were happy. Though like you were in love. You thought this type of thing only happened in your head. 

But you were the type of person who would always think things through. That you needed to sleep on it for a solid 3 days before you had a answer. 

And not to mention there was so many other options then this one. You both didn’t even live together. You didn’t even hit like 6 months so this , this was a rush. 

Was he scared he was going to loose you ? Did he have something that he had to prove ? 

Did he think his life was supposed to be one way and it wasn’t ? I mean you were feeling it to. He had been through a divorce which was hard. You thought by now you would be married for a couple of years with some kids. 

But of course that didn’t happen. It was like you had to play catch up. That if you didn’t you got this overwhelming feeling that your life was going to end. 

That if it didn’t happen by a certain age then it wasn’t going to end up happening at all. Which sounds just insane when you put it out there like that now. 

You now realized it had been a solid minute and you were leaving him hanging. 

You snapped out of your thoughts and just looked at him. The man you were completely and utterly in love with. 

How did you feel about him now. In this moment was all you asked yourself. 

“Are you foreal” You asked warely hoping he wasn’t joking. 

He Just flashed a giant smile at you. His eyes were sparkling of light and hope. 

He just grabbed your hands and gave them a squeeze. 

“I have never been so certain for sure this is where I am meant to be with you. Here and now” He said.

You didn’t think it was possible to smile so big. 

“Yes yes come on let’s do it” You said 

You pulled him inside the building. It was small inside and it looked like something out of a 2000’s movie. 

There were flowers everywhere. Pink and White ones. A crystal chandelier was hanging from the ceiling. There was white tuil also everywhere. 

It was cheesy but nostalgic in a way. You both walked over to the desk and the lady looked up and smiled. 

“May I help you” She asked. 

“Uh yeah we uh” Jubal said you could tell he was getting a little nervous. 

“We want to get married” You said 

“Well how wonderful congratulations” The older lady said with a kind smile. 

“Now your not wearing that” She said pointing to your outfits. 

You two were dressed casual doing some sight seeing before. 

“Oh yeah we weren’t really planning this” You said.

“Well let’s get you both changed now we carry a ton of sizes so don’t worry Larry get out here” The lady yelled. 

You and Jubal looked at each other and just laughed and you gave him a what the fuck look. 

Larry walked out slowly he was a older man and he walked up to the desk. 

“These lovely young people want to get married” the lady said 

“Well they can’t wear that” The man said 

“That’s why I called you in here now I’ll help her and you help him” The lady said walking out. 

She grabbed your am and escorted you to the left and Larry took Jubal to the right side. She walked you back to a room and there were so many dresses it was overwhelming. 

“I uh don’t know where to start” you said.

“Just take a look around and see what you like something will speak to you” The lady said. 

You started walking around admiring all the dresses. Some seemed to formal but finally you found the perfect one. 

It was a little more form fitting and it was pretty and white and looked like a cocktail dress. It was perfect. You pulled it out and looked in the mirror. Your smile was huge and you knew you found the one. 

“Theres a changing room right over there” The lady said .

You walked in and prayed the whole time the dress would fit. You took off your clothes and folded them in a chair. 

You slipped the dress on and it was like it was made for you. It was so beautiful and it gave you a feeling you couldn’t describe. 

You walked out and the lady looked at you and smiled. 

“Told you, you would find it now come sit down in front of the mirror” She said.

You did like she said and there was some makeup and hair stuff. She started working and she really did know what she was doing cause you looked damn good. 

She put some jewelry on and you looked like a bride.  You walked over to the lady, where you now felt bad because you didn’t even know her name

“Thank you so much Miss” You trailed off 

“Miss Rose but please Just Rose” She said smiling 

“You look beautiful like a proper bride” She squeezing your hands and smiling 

“Let’s go” She said 

You both walked out and she guided you to the back of the house. She opened up to wide doors. 

It led to the wedding room and it was beautiful flowers every a white carpet. Roses were laid out on the floor. 

Rose grabbed a bouquet that was sitting on the table. It was made up of fake flowers but it looked really pretty. 

Tuill was lining the seats that were in there. Jubal was already standing at the end. He was wearing a black tux and he shaved and cleaned up a little.

There were butterflies erupting in your stomach. He looked so good. He was smiling so big at you. 

“Go on ahead” Miss Rose said nudging you. 

She walked over and sat down on the closet chair on the back row. The classical music started playing and you walked down the aisle. A moment you only ever dreamed about. 

It felt like it was taking forever to get down there. Each step felt like you were walking backwards. 

Finally you made it to the end and Jubal reached out for your hand. You took it and stepped up on the little platform.

Larry was going to be the one officiating the wedding of course. 

“Now do you two have your own vowels or the traditional ones” He asked. 

“Our own” You both said at the same time making you laugh. 

“Ladies first” Larry said. 

“I uh I don’t even know where to start” You said laughing. 

“I always dreamed when i was little about who i was gonna marry and who i was going to become. I had this life pictured i would dream about when things got hard. I always pictured falling in love and having a family.” You said 

“I never thought any of those things would happen that it was just imaginary and then i meant you and all those dreams went out of the window. Because everything i have dreamt everything i have thought about is nothing compared to the love i have for you” You said 

“I can’t believe that i get to spend the night with the most perfect amazing man i have ever meant” You finished 

By then you and Jubal were both crying. 

“I can’t believe i have to top that” Jubal said making everyone laugh. 

“Y/N i always thought about every mistake and everything i have ever done. I never regret it because they all led me down to the path of meeting you. The person who has made me whole again the person who made me feel like i am worth something” Jubal said 

“I don’t deserve the love you have given me the purpose i have the reason i have to keep fighting” Jubal said 

“I love you more than i could ever imagined possible” Jubal finished. 

“Well now I’m crying” Larry said. 

“Sorry about that” You said. 

“No it’s okay let’s continue” Larry said 

“Do you Jubal Valentine take this women to have and to hold in sickness and in health til death do you part” He asked

“I do” Jubal said 

“And do you Y/N Y/L/N take this women to have hold and in sickness and in health til death do you part” Larry asked 

“Hell yeah I do” You said. 

“You may kiss your bride” Larry said. 

Jubal leaned in and grabbed you and you reached into him and kissed him hard. This kiss was something different than you ever experienced. It was like all the love you had for each other spilled out in that moment. 

When you two broke apart Rose in the back spoke up 

“Now we do have a honeymoon package available for our rooms upstairs” Rose said 

“Were take it” You both said at the same time. 

He grabbed your hand and you two ran down back at the aisle. 

“‘Let’s get this honeymoon started husband” You said 

“Hell yeah wife” Jubal said back kissing you. 

You too ran upstairs. It was a big room with robes laid out and champagne on ice. One of the workers probably set this up while the ceremony was going on.

Roses in a heart shaped way on the bed and candles were lit up everywhere. It was truly beautiful. 

You two kicked off our shoes and you dragged him on the bed. He was laying on his back and you were laying on top of him his arms wrapped around you.

“Best vacation ever” You said 

“Hell yea” Jubal said.

#jubal valentine #jubal valentine x reader #jubal valentine imagine #Jubal valentine one shot #fbi x reader #FBI imagine #fbi one shot #fbi cbs #fbi #Jeremy sisto

[ellen-shame]

Do you per chance have a link to steel heart 🙏🏻🤲🏻🤲🏻🤲🏻🤲🏻

I do not because only a small amount of it is written and I'm not sure it will ever be published! But here is the opening of it for you!

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Geno was supposed to be back at 8, but at 8.06 he texts Sid sorry late. 

No worries! Sid texts back. It’s odd, maybe, that Geno apologises to Sid when he gets held up. Technically it’s impossible for him to be late for Sid. It’s literally Sid’s job to wait around for him.

Geno doesn’t arrive until 9. He’s exhausted, Sid can tell instantly: his shoulders sagging, his face lax. He kicks off his shoes and drops his briefcase in the hall. Sid hands him a vodka gimlet and he makes a grateful noise, reeling Sid in to press a kiss to the side of his head before taking a gulp of vodka. 

Normally Geno prefers to relax in the smaller sitting room, but the drawing room is nearest the hallway and Geno just seems to want to collapse onto the nearest sofa. He pulls Sid’s legs across his lap and they drink in companionable silence, Geno petting Sid’s ankle and staring into the middle distance as Sid strokes his hair.

When he’s two-thirds of the way down his cocktail Geno stretches hugely and turns to Sid.

“Everything finish. Now we vacation.” 

“Yeah,” Sid smiles. “I’m glad you could get it all done.” He doesn’t ask any questions about the business when Geno’s relaxing. If Geno wants to talk about it, he will. Personally Sid thinks that the whole point of taking a vacation is somewhat negated by the fact that, before he leaves, Geno always works himself to exhaustion to get the company into a position where he’s happy to take his attention off it for a few days. But that’s another thing Sid doesn’t bring up. 

Geno shrugs out of his suit jacket, leaving it crumpled up between his back and the sofa.  He smells of stale sweat, of thirteen hours in the office. Sid doesn’t mind.

“What you do today?” Geno asks.

Sid realised a few months into this arrangement that Geno takes pleasure in hearing about the ways Sid fills his time when Geno’s not around. Some of the guys Sid’s worked for over the years didn’t like to know about Sid going to the grocery store or the dentist; they wanted him to pop in and out of existence for these moments of pleasure, disengaged from the real world of daily chores and minor annoyances. Some of them wanted to hear that Sid spent every day eating oysters and drinking champagne, so they could get off on the idea of bankrolling him. A few of them wanted to hear about all the other guys who paid to fuck him.

Geno actually likes to know the truth.

“Went to a spin class just after you left,” Sid tells him, and Geno pats his thigh appreciatively. “Picked out some stuff for you to pack - it’s on the bed in the blue bedroom, you can check if you’re happy with it. Saw Kris for lunch, we went to that Greek place with the octopus you liked. And then went to the library and did some reading for my German economy paper.”

“Mm? What you read?”

Sid rambles, sharing his not-particularly-remarkable thoughts about hyperinflation in the lead-up to World War II. Geno hums and nods in the right places, stroking the hair on Sid’s ankle against the grain and then smoothing it back down. Sid knows he’s not really listening; Geno sure as hell doesn’t need Sid to explain international economics to him. Geno just likes to hear Sid talk. 

“Did you eat at the office?” Sid asks, when he’s finished outlining his argument for the paper.

“Little bit. Leftover meetings food.” 

That makes Sid smile. Meetings food is one of Geno’s particular turns of phrase: he means mini sandwiches, fruit platters, pastries.

“Masha left some stuff in the fridge, if you’re hungry. Varenyky, I think.”

Geno groans happily. “Yes. Two minute, I change.”

He slides Sid’s legs off his lap and heaves himself off the sofa, his suit jacket crumpled and forgotten behind him as he ambles out of the room. That jacket probably cost more than a thousand dollars. Sid picks it up and folds it over the back of the couch. Masha will hang it up tomorrow. 

Sid pads through to the kitchen, and Geno reappears a minute later, looking much happier in sweatpants and an ancient hoodie from the hockey club he played for as a teenager. 

“We’re match,” he says, plucking at the hoodie Sid’s wearing; a memento from his own high school hockey club.

“Rimouski would have kicked the Foxes’ asses,” says Sid on principle. Geno scoffs but doesn’t argue back, too busy hunting through the fridge.

Sid’s junior hockey career is one of the things Geno shouldn’t know about. When Sid unofficially moved in, he made a token effort to avoid wearing his old merch around Geno; but the Rimouski gear is his favourite lounging clothing, and that resolution only lasted a couple of weeks.

At least Geno doesn’t know about how Sid’s career ended. Although Sid has to accept that Geno might have looked at the scar on his knee and put two and two together.

Geno’s found the varenyky, and makes a borderline pornographic noise as he shoves the first one into his mouth. Sid watches him eat.

It’s odd to think that Geno’s thirty-five, practically the same age as Sid. Often he seems so much older: responsibility for an international steel company resting largely on his shoulders. But sometimes Sid can see with startling ease the kid he was: standing around in a hockey club hoodie, eating leftovers out of a tupperware with his fingers.

“You want?” Geno asks through a mouthful of mince, and holds the tupperware out to Sid. Sid opens his lips and lets Geno hand-feed him.

When they’ve demolished the varenyky Geno suggests, “Bed?”

“Yeah,” Sid agrees, leaning against Geno and stroking his lower back for a moment. He knows they’re not going to have sex.

#my fic #steelheart

[nayialovecat]

The only one ask to Helob/Sozo I've been asked, so for now the only one I'll answer. Others will wait. Loooong wait. It was asked to me by Titatotrix before I went on vacation, but I didn't have time to draw all parts of an answer to it. For last half a week I was getting ready to finally scan them… I'm so burned out...

In my bad translation: "To Helob? Have you ever thought about cutting your fur/changing haircut?"

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Well, when it comes to changing the haircut, it will be hard - cuz Helob has no hair here. Like most spiders male and female - I'm bald. That's why spiders like to wear various headgear, hats and other head ornaments, yes, yes…

But if the nice lady wants to know if Helob ever thought of cutting his fur… Well, spiders have thick fur, yes, yes… for female they're very fluffy… And a lot of stuff gets in, yes, like blood, like bones, like leafs, like sticks… But for important reason, no bathing for them, no, no… So most spiders shave their fur once a year, hottest season, yes… Some of them wear clothes then, yes, generally spiders don't like clothes, no, no… Clothes are not good. Spiders don't breathe with their mouths, so clothes are bad for them, they suffocate them… but some males don't feel comfortable without fur, so they wear airy dresses, tunics… For example, the husband of Helob's favourite cousin Sheela, yes, yes, Oberion, whenever warm winds blow from the desert, shaves his fur to skin and then wears a blanket with a single hole on his head, yes… waits weeks for his fur to grow back… Helob doesn't like that.

When he was a little hatchling, mother used to catch all the sons and shave them bald once a year, yes… But Helob left home… he wanted to do that at first, but then he noticed that not every spider does, no, no… Female spiders never do, no, female spiders smarts… and they have less fur, not so thick… So they only clean the fur, yes… And Helob thought he would clean his fur too. For a very long time, so long time ago that the head of the Great General Shamura was still whole - I didn't shave my fur, never, no, no… Once a year, the Cleaning Ritual, yes, yes, Helob pulls out everything that doesn't need from the fur… More than once a year, he puts corpse eaters in the fur… Such small, lovely corpse eaters eat everything bad: dirt, blood, they clean Helob's fur of everything bad, yes - and then there's a snack for Helob, yes…

But recently fur is dirty again, yes, fur is dirty… I'll have to let the corpse eaters in, yes… Shame for ol' poor Helob for messing it up so quickly… New moon and a little more ago, had a Cleaning Ritual - and already so dirty… shame, shame for me… But Helob has a lot of tree-climbing and walking recently, yes, yes… a lot of nervous snacking too… Helob has to clean his fur again… Ha, ha...

Guess by who Helob is climbing trees and nervously snacking :]

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Wanna ask me something? You're welcome… I'm happy to receive and answer questions for Sozo and/or Helob… If you don't have any ideas of your own, here's a list…

I don't answer questions for other characters at the moment. Especially Heket, your annoying questions disgusted me - and it's really a great "success" when someone is able to disgust me and makes me not feeling good with one of my favourite characters :/ So: thank you all very much :/ Keep it up and you'll make me not like Heket anymore - though maybe that's what you're aiming for? :/

#asknayia #askhelob #Helob the Spider #Oberion the Spider #King Sozo #Sozo the Ant #Mushroom #Cult of the Wrath #Cult of the Lamb

[kiss-me-muchoo]

Summer with Klitz 🐚🧘🏻‍♀️🪸

Klitz x fem!reader

When I listened for the first time Un Verano sin ti, I thought on this. My favorite songs were Ojitos Lindos, La Corriente, Party and Tití me preguntó, idc I want to be in Rosarito with Klitz bai

Warnings: Not really, there’s alcohol, sex insinuations and Bad Bunny songs, that’s it lol.

I may proceed to add in my sh!tty playlist :

•Sorry, Un Verano Sin ti has been in my head

• Let's pretend Klitz went to Yale, in July. And you went to classes in August.

• (I’m self projecting here, bc, I'm staying in my city for community college and then transferring yeah)

• The tripod was able to take a 6-day vacation, (don't ask how)

• Your old friends got along 100% with the tripod. (I mostly, have girlfriends, so I'm imagining it with them)

• In Mexico is legal to drink at 18, so don’t worry, I'm NOT CORRUPTING ANYONE

•You and your friends filled your car with food, alcohol, and beach stuff.

•The trip to the hotel took around 2 hours from the city, SO YES!, Un Verano sin ti was loudly playing in the car, the road trip had to be with Tarot and Moscow Mule.

•Klitz is almost dragging you to his lap on the car, but you playfully pinch him. He was so touch starved after being separated for so long.

• You were so excited to see your boyfriend again, but you preferred to wait until you were alone *wink wink*

•Klitz was still the same shy and smart bb

•He loves your outfits; after checking in with the hotel, you changed to some baggy knitted pants, a salmon bikini top, and a shell necklace.

•Eating lobster in Rosarito 1000/10

•Our baby is kissing you every second of the day. “I’m sorry, I can’t help it”. You smiled so softly at him “it’s because you love me as hard as I do” you say and he’s over the clouds.

•He’s very surprised to see that you changed a lot during the summer; you were happier, more mature and so sweet.

•You make a sandcastle with Klitz

•Eli ruins it 🥲

•Margaritas and tejuinos, that’s it.

•Matt and Danielle disappearing every day for some hours *wink wink again*

•Eli flirting with every girl he can, while he had already kind of seduced one of your friends. (He didn’t know though)

•A wood fire in the night, while you burn marshmallows and drink more alcohol.

•Drunk sex with Klitz? yes.

•Dancing with your friends to Tití me preguntó and Klitz being so blushed lol, especially after hearing the lyrics of the songs, specially for Party.

•At some point, everyone was so drunk that you could finally have some time alone with your boy.

•Yeah, you guys had sex on the small pool of your hotel balcony room.

•Also in the shower, the sand one day after everyone left to grab some food, and again in the pool. You prayed for the condoms and pills to last all the trip.

•Cuddled in a hammock while Klitz has his hands around you and you can watch and hear the sea.

•Sharing paletitas de mango con chamoy lol with him

•Eli suggested filming another movie, this time with you and Klitz, on the beach.

•You refused, knowing that your boyfriend already fucked the brains out of you in the sand.

•You were so cozy snuggling together in the same bed after a long day in the beach.

• In the last days, he surprises you by saying that he will only be a small period at Yale, and later he’s moving wherever you decided to go, he wants to graduate college with you no matter what (brb, crying bc that’s never happening to me)

•You almost cry when he says that he started to save money to buy or rent something with you.

•peppering his face with tons of kisses after he says that. “You’re stuck with me after saying that, hottie” he smiles you back and gently pushes you. “I’m happily stuck then”

•Humming to Ojitos Lindos (my favorite 🥺) while you admire the sunset from the balcony, you slightly sway to the song. All of you are going to a party, but you were ready, waiting for everyone. But it turns into a very special moment when Klitz comes and hugs you from behind, kissing your cheek. “You’re singing!” you blush and he finds it so cute, so he hugs you tightly, but softly at the same time. “I was humming” you correct him.

•I mean, that song with the love of your life on the beach, watching a sunset, it’s cute, fuck off 🤠🤌

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Today is my gradnight and my graduation on Thursday!!!!, I’m excited

And I wrote this on Monday while waiting for my cobitch19 test results.

Besos en la teta, Hannia 💓

#danonation #paul dano x reader #klitz the girl next door #klitz x reader #edward nashton x reader #paul dano #Spotify

[iamaburnedgiftedartkid]

Run, Chapter 5

I wish life would stop throwing punches at me. I had my birthday, got engaged, visited my sister and then when I got home found out I had to put my childhood cat down, and went of vacation for a month. and that's just the cliff notes with the LEAST about of drama. So thank you to anyone who's keeping up with this I honestly really appreciate it.

Word Count - 2399

Warnings - Threats of Violence, Mentions of Physical Injuries

Natasha and Wanda quickly link elbows with you and all but drag you out of the meeting room and into the Kitchen barley containing their laughter or your own. They part ways with you at the island and go into the cabinets by the fridge while you take the opportunity to go towards the bar stools, “Is it alright if I sit down?” You ask. Wanda and Natasha stop rummaging through the cabinets, sharing one of those commutative looks, they look at you with encouraging smiles. “Of course we didn’t expect you to stand the whole time.” Natasha teases, before she pulls out two boxes of pancake mix and hands them to Wanda. You take your seat at one of the bar stools, you barely hear the steps behind you, tensing at their approach, before a cold hand touches your shoulder and your coffee is set in front of you. You relax and turn to look at Bucky who gives you a smile before stepping away with his own empty mug. 

As you watch Wanda and Natasha make breakfast and talk with Bucky, you hear the rest of the bikers file into the Kitchen. You see Steve approach you looking a bit tense, “Do you wanna come to the shop today?” Steve asks, looking a bit hesitant. You give him a soft smile, “Yes I’d like to come, I’d like to get my bike and stuff.” You reply. You can tell the moment you know you're not riding your bike back today. You try not to sigh or be upset but that’s your baby, you let out a small sigh and lower your head, “So I take it I’m not getting my bike today?” You trail off. Steve moves the chair back that’s next to you and crouches, “We just don’t know if it’s safe. Someone could recognize your bike or there could always be another tracker on it. It’s only for your safety and our own.” Steve explains. “I understand. I hadn’t thought about it affecting your guy’s safety,” You pause to brush a hand through your hair, “that bike is just my baby.” You sigh.

:readmore:

“We get it, all our bikes are our babies and I know you will for sure kill someone for yours, you nearly bit my head off remember?” Sam teases with a big goofy grin. You look at him and laugh, “That I did.” You smile and nod your head at him. 

“Great now that that’s settled, let’s eat and get going.” 

Bucky passes around plates while Sam gets syrup and butter. Peter passes around cups and Thor pulls out apple juice, orange juice, and milk, setting them on the island where everyone has gathered. Pancakes are passed around, you wait till everyone else has some to take one. 

“What do you want to drink?” Peter asks, You look around and see that everyone has already gotten some, “Is it alright if I have some milk?” You nervously ask. Peter gives you this big grin, “Of course.” He pours you a glass of milk. You give him a nod in thanks and wait for everyone to resume eating before you go back to your own meal. 

Everyone finishes their breakfast, cleans, and puts their plates in the dishwasher. You quickly do the same and then turn toward Steve, “Is it alright if I go change?” Steve's eyebrows pinch for a second before he nods his head. “Thank you” You finish before turning and heading upstairs to change into your clothes from yesterday. You’d get clean ones from your bike. I change as quickly as your injuries will allow making sure to grab your riding jacket on the way out. 

You make it back downstairs to only Steve and Bucky, “All ready to go?” Steve asks. You pause and give him a nod while trying not to play with your jacket. You follow behind Steve and Bucky takes up your side, You give a small smile before continuing past some bikers you didn’t know and heading straight for two gorgeous bikes you do recognize. You pause as Steve gets on his bike, Bucky gently places his hand on your back, “You’re with me Doll.” Bucky says while leading you to his bike. You look at Steve and he seems a bit annoyed, you tilt your head a bit. “You jealous she can’t ride with you punk?” Bucky says with a big teasing grin. Steve just shakes his head and flips him off. “Steve’s not allowed to have anyone ride with him since he’s Prez.” Bucky says to you, giving you the same teasing grin.

Bucky finally gets on his bike and you wait to get on the back until he’s settled and the smell of him immediately fills your senses. You’re too distracted at the whole situation that Bucky reached behind to grab your hands and pull them around his waist which only distracts you further at the size difference between you. He gives your hands a good squeeze before placing his hands on his hand bars. You turn your head to the side, blushing like a schoolgirl really? You didn’t even realize that you were looking at Steve who just smiled at you. Your blush doubles and you bury your head in Bucky’s back. 

Bucky looks at Steve a bit worried and Steve just laughs and rolls out with Bucky following a bit confused.

You pass three people who are at the gate of the compound and turn onto the same road from yesterday. Once settled on the road Bucky reaches his hand down to hold yours making you smile. The gesture slowly turns into playing thumb war and from the rumble of his chest you know he is laughing. 

We all pull into the garage and around the side, where the bikes were yesterday. Bucky pulls up next to Steve and pats your thigh to let you know to hop off the bike. You do so and wait for him and Steve to finish parking. When they finish they both approach you and you can’t help but play with your sleeves, “Thank you Bucky for the ride and…,” You pause for a moment. The thumb wars? Does that make sense? “And the thumb wars it helped me feel a bit less,” You move your hands around, “anxious? I guess. Thank you.” 

Bucky comes to you and places his hand on your upper arm, “Nothing to thank me for Doll.” You look at him and he waits till you look into his eyes to continue, “You have every right to be nervous and anxious. Even caring strangers are still strangers.” Bucky finishes. “Not to mention you managed to be on the run from one biker group right into another one. It’s understandable that you're nervous.” Steve says gaining your attention. 

“You’re probably waiting for the other shoe drop,” Bucky continues and you look toward him again, “we’ve given you no reason to trust us other than the last day.” He lets out a sigh, “But we’re all gonna try and getcha to trust us,” He took a step toward you before quietly saying, “because we wanna trust you too.” He finishes leaning back and giving you a smile. You return it and Steve claps his hands, “Alright let's get to work.” Steve says while grabbing onto Bucky’s shoulder, “Are you good with hanging out with Wanda and Nat?” You nod your head and you all make your way into the garage. 

The three of us made our way through the front door where I saw Wanda restocking the little drink station and based on the lemony scent she just finished cleaning. Wanda finishes putting water bottles into the mini fridge and then looks toward us as Bucky and Steve waved off to head into the garage. Wanda gave me a smile and I moved toward her exchanging greetings and moving toward the back of the shop. 

“So you can hang out here or there is always the break room,” She says while moving to sit behind her desk, “I brought you some books,” she says gesturing to a table next to a couch, “and we all brought some bags for you to unload your bike.” She finishes by gesturing to a pile of bags by the wall next to a filing cabinet. “Thank you. Is it alright if I go and get a change of clothes?” You ask. Wanda looks at you like she’s trying to solve something but instead of asking anything she gives you a small smile, “Of course. Do you wanna take water to the guys?” She asks point to the mini fridge next to the filing cabinet, “Oh yeah. How many?” You ask and she holds up four fingers. You grab six and hand her one. She continues to smile at you until the phone rings and then she waves to you as you grab a bag and leave her office and head out to the bay. 

You walk past Natasha's office and go to knock only for the door to open to a surprised Natasha, “Hey sorry I was just headed to my bike and was bringing everyone water.” You say quickly holding out a water bottle. Natasha takes the water and gives you a smile, “Thanks. If you're heard into the bay can you tell Steve I got a call and I’ve left?” You give her a nervous nod, “Ye-yeah I can do that.” You finish while moving toward the bay and out of her way. You both wave to each other and your turn to the bay. 

You go to your bike that is moved to the side and grab some clean clothes and shoving them in the bag you grabbed before heading for the first station in the bay to hand out water. 

The first station is Steve’s who is leaning into the open hood of a sedan. You’re not sure how to approach without scaring him. 

Sam notices you so he leans over and knocks on the hood. “I think mysterious and not dangerous, brought water for us.” Sam teases with a small smile while Steve ducks his head out from under the hood and you give him a small smile in response, stepping closer and holding a water out to him. He takes the water with a nod and you hand another to Sam who also nods in thanks. “I would ask how work is going but I don’t know a whole lot about cars except for the basics.” You share and Steve and Sam nod and smile at you. “It’s alright. Today is just a normal day, nothing crazy, although Bucky is putting Chuck through his paces.” Sam mentions. You tilt your head, “I don’t think I’ve met him.” You suggest you look toward Steve whose jaw ticks and you unconsciously take a step away. “He’s not one of us, he's from another chapter. He’s one more fuck up away from getting sent home in a wooden box.” Steve growls out causing you to take another step away, he’s serious. Sam nudges Steve and he looks toward you before he can say anything  to you, you quickly respond, “Well, I-I don’t wanna bother you guys at work. Natasha got a call and left by the way.” You lower your head and walk further into the bay.

You move to the next workstation not seeing anyone around until you notice the legs moving under the car. You don’t want to startle whoever it is and remember how Sam knocked on the hood of the car. You knock and see that it’s Bucky who rolls out from under the car. “Hey Doll.” He says while standing and wiping his hands. You give him a small smile and lift one of the water bottles, “Hi, I brought you some water.” Bucky takes it and gives you a nod in thanks. “I don’t wanna take up too much of your time, I'm just gonna give Chuck water and then I’ll be out  of the bay.” You say giving him a small and a nod as you turn to make your way to the last station in the bay. You're stopped by Bucky gently grabbing your wrist, “I’ll take him water.” He says while taking the last bottle from you and heading to the last station. Well that was weird. 

You head back toward Wanda’s office since you forgot to ask where to change. When you get there you can talk on the phone with some unruly customer and decide to hang out at the front desk till she’s done. You head to one of the two desk chairs and are getting settled when you hear the door chime. Ice courses through your veins, you don’t look up out of fear that it may be Hydra, Why did I come up here? Your heart is beating so hard it’s the only thing you can hear until a loud knock on the counter makes you jump. “Hey, Hello? Do you have eyes? Can you hear me,” At some point you had unconsciously turned toward the back, “What are you new?” the man rattles off. As you slowly turn toward him he’s looking down at his phone. “Sorry. Hello, what can I help you with?” You ask in your best customer service voice. He doesn’t even bother looking up from his phone, lovely. You wait till he finally decides to respond, “Car.” is all the man barks out, dick. “Excuse me?” you ask with a fake smile plastered on your face. He snaps his head up toward you and his annoyance morphes into disgust. All the sass you had bleeds out of you and you look down, “Oh god what’s wrong with your face? Gross, can I talk to someone else? I shouldn't have to look at that.” He grimaces and you can feel the pressure of tears behind your eyes. You nod and quickly walk into the back.  

Wanda was already at her office door and it takes all your effort not to break down from feeling completely humiliated. You keep your eyes to the ground, “There’s someone up front.” You state in a monotone voice. You can feel Wanda’s looking at you trying to figure out what happened but you quickly move toward the bay and head to the breakroom with your eyes glued to the ground.

Thank you for taking the time to read this chapter I hope you enjoyed. My post will be a bit inconsistent until I can get my day to day back on track.

#bucky barnes #steve rogers #biker!bucky barnes #biker!steve rogers #!bikernatasha romanoff #!bikerwanda maximoff #!bikerpeter parker #!bikersam wilson #biker au #natasha romanoff #wanda maximoff #peter parker #sam wilson #fanfic #ao3 #my fic #the avengers #avengers au #avengers fanfic #writing

[khaleesiofalicante]

Hello!!!!! It's been a while! I disappeared for a couple of days and just came back to reblog some stuff and wondered what had I missed and I just saw you weren't here either lol. That's so valid of us tbh😎

But anyway I saw that these are some busy days. How are you??? I would tell you to get some sleep but you know what? I'm not even gonna try😂 Just eat something delicious and drink some water!!!

Mmm about updates... I went to a concert and I had a fucking blast!! I'm not really fan of concerts, but it was one of my favorite bands, and a gift from my sister so I had a really great time with her (Kinda sad I couldn't take Andrew with me bc he also likes that band, but I got him a sweater! And just later I realized I bought us matching sweaters lol)

I went to Sarah's house and also had a good time!! Who knew karaoke was that fun?!?! And I also went to a museum with her and Andrew the next day for some extra score (don't @ me exams are over but I used all the extra credit so I have to start again😂)

I've been kinda busy with school and work, so I haven't come here to rant about the last two chapters but honestly I have zero energy lately and I'm just waiting for this weeks to be over so I'll just tell you I loved them!!!! mavid are so fucking unhinged for this, but I stan bc they are amazing 🩵🩵🩵

I have a lot of things on my to-do list and I have to do a fucking interview in french for my final proyect so I'm freaking out😭. I have to finish it today so I hope I can...

Oh, and I've been talking to Sarah about things we want to do before we die (it can't be big things like getting married or having a house etc. It's just something small but meaningful) and I mentioned I wanted to dance in the rain with someone and yes, she found a moment when it started to rain and took me outside to dance with me🥺🥺🥺🥺

And that's it I think... Hope that May is over soon for everyone and that you can take well-deserved vacations!!!!

🩵.🩵.🩵.

I need to buy flowers for Sarah. Sarah deserves flowers.

I'm glad to hear that you've been doing a lot of fun things :) Here's to doing more!!

I hope you're getting some rest too and I wish you all the best with your exam! *makes french noises*

PS - I am still alive somehow despite this crazy month 😎

#noah boo thang

[lorei-writes]

Fanfic Writer Emoji Asks! 🥺😈⛔📈👀

Ahh, hello, hello! Thanks for dropping by!!! <3

🥺 Is there a certain type of moment or common interaction between your characters that never fails to put you in your feels?

Hmm... Perhaps those small moments of domesticity? Them just sharing the mundane daily life, with little affections present.

Overall, it’s easier to melt me with ‘She hanged out laundry to dry outside and went to nap, because she was really tired. The laundry dried, but rain threatened to ruin it. Instead of waking her up, her partner went to collect it himself, folded it, and put some of it back in the closet, all the while making sure he is extra quiet as not to disturb her. She woke up in a room smelling of fresh laundry.’ kind of scenario than anything grand (for example, big vacation, elaborate dates, anything involving a lot of luxury or items signifying high social standing).

(On that note, I’m the type of person to go heart-eyed when suitors are presented to just... Wear comfortable clothing? Of course, in appropriate situations. But I’d take ‘cooking together while in old sweatpants and some random T-shirt’ kind of scenario over any ‘dress up in an exquisite suit and attend this ball’ situation anytime).

😈 Has there been a point in a story where you did something just to be playfully mean to your readers?

I can’t recall one, no. At least not in stories themselves. However, I do allow myself to get a tiny tiny bit mean in some roleplaying events (say, In the Eye(glasse)s of The Grandma, or Samurwise Advice).

But nearly all the advice shared during the Grandma event is fairly terrible, so I hope nobody takes it too seriously, haha. I try to keep it in a good tone.

⛔ Do you have a fic you started, but scrapped?

Does writing out the beginning while knowing that it will never be turned into a finished story count? If it does -- then yes, I suppose this happened several times. Otherwise.. Not really.

I sometimes take several tries before the beginning lands ‘just right’. So I definitely scrape stuff, just generally not the entire concept for a story (at least not after I’ve decided to write it out... I have an entire graveyard of ideas).

📈 How many fics do you have?

At the moment, it’s 182 fics. (Multichapter stories each contribute a one fic in this counting system -- so, say, all chapters of The Dragon of Yss count as one; headcanons and event letters not included).

👀 Tell me about an up and coming wip please!

Okay. Okay. Okay. This thing? This thing has been killing me for several weeks now. Actually, those several weeks were killing me overall, because MAN. I generally had several short breaks during the day, and would be free for longer only after 9 or 10PM >,> But, starting this weekend, it got a little bit easier on me, so hopefully I can finish this -ish now. Hopefully.

So! A 3-chapter mini series. Fandom: The Arcana. Asra x Anna (OC).

When? Just before the beginning of the game. Situation? As in the game, Anna has no recollection of her previous life. However, at this point, she can live independently, and building a life for herself is what she does... Asra may not be included in it, but he convinces himself he should be happy for her. Unlike in the game, though, Anna begins to recover her memories, which leads her to question everything that she thought she knew.

Overall: lots of a certain particular brand of internal angst. Why am I doing it to myself? I don’t know. It appeared in my head, I told some friends about it, they liked it, and there we are. I’ve been enabled to commit angst, haha.

Fanfic Writer Asks

#answered #krys-loves-otome #ask game

[dream-diary-of-a-random-person]

More of This Guy and Some Other Stuff - 7/8/23

I once again had two dreams involving Sun from FNaF again. The first one was very short while the other was somewhat longer. I also had some miscellaneous dreams.

1. I was at home in my room for the majority of this dream. It was night time. Sun was with me for unknown reasons. I ended up looking out my window. I was able to see the stars very well. I was staring at Orion, hoping that maybe Betelgeuse would go supernova. I believe I told him this, but he didn't respond.

Notes 1: - There were no lights on in my room. - Sun was around his canon height (about 7-feet tall). - I typically can't see that many stars due to light pollution.

2. I don't remember how this one started. My memories of it are also a bit fragmented.

At one point during some class trip/vacation, my group visited this large, colorful and somewhat abstract building. We were allowed to roam and do whatever. I ended up encountering Sun there, though he was in a much more simplified and cartoony style (I believe he had no neck? My dream object headed him). I sat next to him and we talked for a bit. The topic eventually switched to what would happen to him in the future. He asked me about if his AI would "split" and I think I told him yes, and tried to explain a bit about what would happen. He began to panic before I could explain. I ended up hugging him and telling him it would be okay and that he was okay, over and over. It didn't seem to help very much.

Not long after I ended up wondering around the building a bit. I went upstairs to check out a sort of buffet place that had some FNaF themed food items. However, I wasn't hungry, and the system confused me a little. I asked some people about it, and they didn't explain it to me.

I later ended up with two drinks, both of which were sodas. One was blue, the other red. I had a cup I planned to mix the two in to see if it would turn purple. It did not, so I kind of gave up on the idea, not really wanting to drink it at the moment.

I decided I wanted to get outside and away from everyone else inside the building. I found some windows that were small. They appeared to be stained glass, however the gaps between the colors were part of the wall and very thick. I managed to find one piece that would be big enough for me to fit through if I broke it. So I broke it and crawled outside. After going cross some ledges and navy-blue canopies, I ended up finding a spot on a canopy I ended up laying down on. There were now windows close to it, and there was another canopy right above it, so I was in a nice shady spot. Oddly, about 5-6 feet away from the walls of the building was a large net wall that I couldn't see the top of.

Notes 2: - Some of my classmates in the dream were people I know irl. - Sun did mention "Ruin" in our conversation, implied he may have known he's fictional in the dream. - Near the end I was aware I had some form of magical powers, however didn't show any signs of using them.

3. I was at Lowe's, which was now a general grocery store. I was in a small group of about 10, one of which I believe was a teacher I used to have. He split us into groups, each of us getting a key, and told us that there were $20 of store credits hidden around the store we had to search for, but we needed to use it that day or else it would expire. The keys each had a small card on them with around $24 on them already. Each group was given a different clue, but the things we needed to do to actually get the credits were unclear and very confusing. I only ended up getting about 27 cents or so in extra credits. I decided to just see if I could trade in the credits for cash at a customer service desk. It got locked down a bit, the lady behind the counter seeming very suspicious of me.

Somehow I ended up leaving that situation and went into the rest of the store. I now had around $30, which I planned to spend on whatever would interest me. I first went to a bakery section. I noticed the lack of people around and decided to shove an entire large croissant into my mouth because I didn't want to use money on it. No one saw me, and I did end up picking out a different pastry (this one in a bag). I continued on around the store, picking up some sort of limited edition ice cream (one was a vanilla bean flavor, the other I forget) and a few other items. I forget exactly what I had chosen to get. I wasn't able to check out before waking up.

Notes 3: - The "teacher" was one of my previous art teachers.

4. I was at home and decided to go outside to check on some wild berries that grew close to my house. When I went outside, it had snowed despite the season, and the fact it didn't feel very cold outside. It was also darker than the moment before. My mom had decided to come with me to see what was around. As we walked, I noticed these large black berries, which I was unsure of what they were. I also some some berries similar to strawberries. One was green and unripe, the other was a weird sickly mauve with a bit taken out of it. That one seemed to be rotting. Close by were some elderberries which were starting to ripen.

More people began to show up. I looked at some wild blackberries, which were still red and looked like raspberries. My mom continued to walk, so I didn't take time to look at them long. I ended up spotting some vining plants that looked like they had small gourds on them. I tried to point them out to my mom, but she was distracted with something else. More people began to show up. Someone threw a small piece of pumpkin at me, which hit my head (not very hard). A lady yelled at me, saying I was a witch as she walked by. I was very confused, but didn't deny the statement.

Notes 4: - I believe this dream may have taken place before the one above. - There were other parts of the dream I remember where there were several days that it snowed despite being July. - I wore rainboots because of it being wet outside, yet they were a mix between a pair of ankle-high boots I own and my actual rainboots. - There was some weird substance on my rainboots when I began to put them on, so I waited until right before I went outside to put one of them on. It looked like ground-up hay and/or dead grass mixed with water.

#dreams #fandom dreams #misc. dreams #FNaF dreams #DCA dreams

[flower-slut004]

SOFT ABC BENNY

A - Affection (how do they show affection)

Benny ADORES PDA. He always has to have his hands on you somehow. He loves wrapping his arms around your waist and his chin on your head ( if you’re shorter than him) And if you’re taller than Benny, he’ll just stand on his toes to rest his head on your shoulder.

B - Balance (how do they balance you, work/school/life?)

You’re apart of the supernatural life so you two practically spend every moment with each other. In school and out of school, people can always fine the two of you in each other’s arm. When you guys are spending time apart it’s usually when Benny is with Ethan and you’re with the girls/Rory.

C - Cuddles (do they enjoy cuddling? what positions?)

Like earlier, Benny loves PDA. He especially loves it after a long day fighting monsters, he’ll come up to wrapping his arms around your shoulder and lightly put his body weight on you in a joking manner. That’s your cue to know the boy wants his cuddles. Bennys favorite positions when cuddling is either having your head resting on his chest with your arms around his waist or having his head on your lap so you could play with his hair.

D - Date (what was your first date?)

Benny would overthink everything for your first date. He wanted to make everything just perfect for you. So he enlisted the help of your best friend ( if you want Sarah/Erica/Rory/Or Ethan to be your best friend just ignore the best friend part). Your date would be in his backyard. It would consist of a picnic along with his own outdoor movie theater.

E - Excited (how excited do they get when they see you/are with you?)

Benny gets super excited when he sees you at school in the morning, he’ll drop everything to go greet you with a kiss and a pickup line. / Benny is more in awe of you dating him. He couldn’t believe you said yes when he asked you the first time.

F - Fighting (what happens when you fight)

I feel like with Bennys flirty behavior that would be the cause of most of your fights. Benny knows when you're upset when you disappear out of nowhere. Like you’re nowhere to be seen since you’re avoiding him. Benny has to track you down or pay Rory.

G - Gorgeous (pet names. what do they like to call you? what do they like to be called?)

Benny is definitely more creative for your nicknames “Sweetness, cherry, hot stuff, delicious". Anything to see you blush/ You call Benny names just to tease him by "Benny Boo, Benny Rabbit, Chipmunk, and Sweet Pea"

H - Hi (first time meeting)

The two of you met when you were asked to babysit in place of Sarah when she was "sick". You were making Jane a sandwich and having a debate over Dusk when the bell rang. Ethan was nowhere to be seen so you went to open the door. "Hey, Eth...Woah babe alert.. I mean hey! I'm Benny"

I - Intimacy (how romantic they are)

Benny loves getting you things, like flowers, teddy bears, chocolates. Bonus for him since he can practice his magic. he’s also gotten you necklaces and rings. Since you guys are still in high school he usually makes them homemade or gets a summer job.

J - Jealousy (do they get jealous? how do they react to you being jealous)

Look up the definition of jealously and Benny's photo will be there. Benny isn't jealous of Ethan but he is of Rory since Rory is just as flirty as Benny. Benny tries to hide his jealousy but fails to do so. / When you're jealous, Benny doesn't know if he thinks it's cute or hot. You don't hide your jealously. You'll go right up to Benny and make a snide comment to whoever is grabbing the attention of Benny.

K - Kisses (where do they like to kiss you/how often?)

If you're shorter than Benny, he'll give you forehead kisses, a peck on the nose, or a smooch on the cheek. If you're taller than him, he likes to give you small neck kisses, press on your hand, or just a plain kiss on the lips. Benny likes to kiss you every moment he can.

L - Love (when was the first time they said i love you or realized it?)

Benny realizes it after he almost dies after Jesse's comeback and was holding him by the neck. You were crying silently as you hid in a locker. The only thing running through his mind was you. he wanted to live the rest of his life with you, he wanted to have kids with you, that’s the only thing he could think of. thankfully, Sarah saved the day and you jumped right into his arms, crying into his chest. he whispers that he loves you over and over again.

M - Moving in (when do you decide to move in together)

You guys are teenagers let's remember that, you guys definitely talked about it though. The closest you guys got to living together was when your parents were out of town and went to stay with Benny. After college, you guys finally moved in though, rented an apartment together.

N - Newborn (their reaction to starting a family)

(If you don't kids skip over this one). Benny was super excited when he found the news. He spun you around the room and couldn't stop kissing you. Benny was already coming up with star-wars-themed names for your kid. He used this as an opportunity to practice his magic just in case your child would inherit his powers/ he used them to baby-proof the apartment.

O - Open (how open you are with one another)

Benny is an open book with you. Sometimes he shares a little too much but you don't mind. You guys have this time of the day where you go under any tree you can find and spill your feelings.

P - Photos (what kind of photos you take of them/they take of you)

Benny is a bit paranoid taking photos since the whole evil Benny situation. But before Benny would take pictures of you where you weren't paying attention, smiling at him or intimate photos of course with your consent. / You love taking photos of Benny when he's sleeping or giving you a smooch.

Q - Quirks (what random habits do you have that they love or hate/vice versa)

You have a problem with being careless, most of the time you jump into situations without thinking it which upsets him. Benny loves your quirk of randomly knowing things/ Benny tends to forget things that make date nights difficult which leads to some fights. You love Benny's quirk of puffing up his cheeks when he's in thought.

R - Recovery (how you help them after an injury/vice versa)

Benny freaks out every time but tries to hide it. (not very well ) and does everything in his power to make you comfortable./ If Benny gets injured, you’re his nurse which he’ll take advantage of in his own ways.

S - Solution (how they resolve fights)

the group usually has to get you two back together after a fight. you take a break from one another, and it’s awkward for the group. Until one of you misses the other and comes back with food/promises.

T- Touch (when they need/want your touch, what will they do? how often?)

Benny wants your touch all the time. He’s big fan of PDA and always has a hand on you or around you. Usually Benny will come up and gently grab your hand to plant a kiss but if you remove your hand before he gets the chance to, he’ll rest his chin on your head/shoulder and wait.

U- Waking Up With Them

waking up with Benny is the best. he has his arms around you every single time, he somehow manages to pull you into his arms in his sleep when you go to sleep on separate sides of the bed. if you’re still asleep, he just presses kisses to your forehead, trying to wake up a bit more before getting up and starting the day. if you’re up before him, you absolutely love playing with his messy hair and stroking his cheek.

V - Vacation (where they travel with you)

Weeks after planning and planning, you and Benny finally take a trip to ( your dream location). Benny wants to visit every corner with you as well as getting a souvenir.

W - Wedding (how they propose/where you get married/honeymoon)

Benny is a nervous wreck when he prepares to ask you. Looking around, stuttering, and tripping. You were beginning to think you were being followed and Benny didn’t want to scare you. You finally asked him what’s up and he grabbed your hands gently to pour his heart out. Benny was scared when no response came out of your mouth but a few minutes later you were covering his face in kisses and saying yes over and over again. You really didn’t have a BIG wedding but it was all your family and friends there.

X - X-factor (what about you captivated them?)

Benny loves your bluntness. He likes it how you tell everyone the truth and you’re not sorry about it.

Y - Yawning (how they act when they’re tired)

Benny tries to hide when he’s tired so he’ll be over exaggerating his emotions but when he’s tired to the point where he can’t hide it he’ll be less clingy and kinda shut off from the group. You can tell he’s tired when he begins to mumble or just stops talking overall.

Z - Zzzz (how you fall asleep together)

Benny doesn’t care about space. he wants to be as close to you as possible, breathing in your scent and feeling your warmth.

#multifandom imagines #my babysitter's a vampire imagine #my babysitters a vampire #my babysitter’s a vampire x reader #benny weir x reader #benny weir imagine #benny weir

[catgirlforkaeya]

hi! may i request kaeya proposing reader on valentine's day? 🥰 just imagine them having a dinner and kaeya just gets on one knees after they finish their meals i just think it's cute! thank you <3 🤍

valentines proposal

kaeya x gn!reader

fluff + modern au

warnings: all lowercase + not proofread

a/n: IM SORRY IM KINDA LATE TO THIS ITS RUSHED I HOPE ITS GOOD ANON 😭😭

kaeya always went all out on valentine’s day. although he constantly showed you how much he loves you, valentine’s day opens up a lot more opportunities for that. even when you two were swamped with work he’d somehow manage to make the day extra special. you’ve told him he doesn’t need to go all out— did he listen? no.

this year he decided on a dinner date at a fancy restaurant. it was a little less than what he usually does but you didn’t mind. you knew he’d do more once you two got home tonight.

little did you know he had a lot more plans up his sleeve than what you thought.

the restaurant you two went to was a 5 star restaurant that had opened recently. everybody in the city had been talking about it and you’d been wanting to try it so this was perfect. it had valet parking so you two decided to drive. it was nice being in the car alone with kaeya and not some random taxi driver who gave you the creeps.

it was very busy in the restaurant— as expected. the atmosphere was very nice though. soft lighting, faint music in the background, and the smell of food pouring out from the kitchen. once the lady lead you two to your table you started flipping through the menu trying to decide what you wanted. after thinking for way too long you decided on the breakfast meal, and kaeya just got a steak.

the dinner went normal— just eating while making small talk. you two talked about a little bit of everything. work, future plans, a possible vacation over the summer, kaeya being his usual flirty/teasing self, all that kinda stuff.

things took a change very fast though.

you were in the middle of taking a sip of your drink when you saw kaeya get up out of his seat and get down on one knee. you froze, not sure what to do as he pulled a small little box out of his pocket.

“y/n,” kaeya began, a big grin on his face. you looked down at him, ignoring the obvious stares from other people around. you felt your face turn redder as he went on. “ever since the first time i laid eyes on you, i’ve dreamt of this moment. you’re the most important person in my life. you taught me what it felt like to be loved after years of feeling unloved. i love you more than words can describe. so, will you make me the happiest man in the world by marrying me?”

“yes-! god, yes!” you said as soon as he finished his sentence. you both stood up as he slid the ringer onto your finger, pulling each other into a kiss afterwards. you heard the cheers and congratulations from the people around but they were merely background noise right now.

all of your attention was focused on kaeya, and only kaeya. your brand new fiancé, and soon to be husband.

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[agustdakasuga]

Between The Bloodshed | Chapter 12

Genre: Mafia!AU, Angst, Romance, Fluff

Pairing: OT7 x Reader

Characters: Doctor!Reader, Gangster!Namjoon, Gangster!Seokjin, Gangster!Yoongi, Gangster!Hoseok, Gangster!Jimin, Gangster!Taehyung, Gangster!Jungkook

Summary: Being a freelance doctor, this was just supposed to be any other job, helping a private client and taking care of him through his recovery. But you were not expecting to get caught in something so much darker that would change your life entirely.

You’re starting to realise that being around the boys and getting closer to them is harder than you thought. Whether you can mentally take it or not is going to be a challenge. 

Warning: This story is fictional and has nothing to do with real life events or the actual members of BTS. It may contain depictions of violence, blood shed/ gore and mentions of abuse. Please read at your own discretion.

Chapter warning(s): Anxiety attack, reader has a nightmare, 

“What now-” You lifted your head when you saw someone enter your room. The boy didn’t say anything as he climbed into your bed, pulling you close to him to fall back asleep. You blinked in confusion as you heard soft snores coming from the boy.

“Jungkook. Stop coming in here to escape your brothers.” You said, slightly muffled against the material of his shirt.

“Shhh.” Was all he said, snuggling closer to you. As much as you hated to admit it, the boys were slowly getting closer to you as each day passes. Their company was tolerable.

“Koo, you know this is the first place Namjoon will come find you.” You patted his shoulder. 

“Hmm... Koo... I like that nickname.” Jungkook peeked one eye open. 

“You’re such a baby.” You scoffed. Jungkook didn’t reply, quickly falling back asleep. You let out a sigh of defeat, running your fingers through his long, black hair. 

*KNOCK KNOCK*

“Yes, Namjoon?” You called out, chuckling. Jungkook didn’t move, having fallen into a deep sleep already. The door slowly crept open and Namjoon poked his head in. Seeing the sleeping boy in your arms, he gave a flat look with a sigh. Jungkook was the youngest but he was the heaviest and the bulkiest out of all the 7 boys, which makes his muscle bunny name very fitting. 

“Wanna try?” You asked. 

“You need to change your locks.” Namjoon crossed his arms. 

“Isn’t the first lesson of mafia school how to pick locks? Changing locks wouldn’t be so effective then.” You raised your eyebrows, moving positions so Jungkook laid in your lap instead. 

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen him willingly get close to someone before though. That’s quite a feat.” Namjoon chuckled. 

“He’s not going to wake up soon. Maybe try later?” You suggested. 

“We’re supposed to have a meeting. He knows this because he was the one that chose this date 2 weeks ago.” Namjoon shook his head. You just shrugged with a smile. 

“You spoil him too much. But I’ll be back to get him later.” Namjoon waved before exiting the room. You slid back down, letting Jungkook rest against your chest instead. You were quite particular about the boys having physical contact with you but now, you felt like you needed someone with you. 

“It’s too early for this...” You closed your eyes, falling back asleep, considering you can’t escape Jungkook’s grip. 

[DREAM]

Your eyes widened as you felt something press against the back of your neck, the cold metal against the warmth of your skin on your neck. Your hand clutched the object that was forced into your hand.

“Do it.” The voice whispered in your ear.

“I can’t.” Your whole body trembled as you cried out. The cocking on the gun behind you made you yelp like a helpless puppy. It pushed you to press the barrel of your gun deeper against the skin. Through your tear-filled eyes, you looked up to meet his eyes. 

“It’s okay.” The male before you smiled. 

“It’s either you die or him.” The person behind was there yet again. You gasped, tears running down your face. 

BANG!

“No!” You screamed, sitting up. Cold sweat covered your forehead and you lifted your shaky hands. There was a ringing in your ears and your vision couldn’t focus. You couldn’t even hear the door open.

“(y/n)!” Someone called out to you but it sounded so distant. Even when Jungkook pulled your trembling figure into his embrace, you were frozen. 

“(y/n), calm down. You’re having an anxiety attack. It’s okay, you’re okay. Please.” Jungkook squeezed you even tighter, your cheek pressed against his chest, wetting his shirt with your tears. What was happening? You felt like you lost control of your own body. Jungkook called out to his brothers for help, who came rushing in. 

“(y/n). Can you hear me? You’re safe, nothing happened. It was just a nightmare.” Jin cupped your cheeks. 

“A... A n-night-m-mare. I-It was too r-real.” You choked.

“But you’re here, we’re all here. Safe and unharmed.” Jungkook said. You closed your eyes, taking a deep breath. You knew only you could pull yourself out of this headspace. 

“Let’s give her some breathing room.” Jimin said, making everyone take a step back. You didn’t even notice to looks of worry the boys had. 

“I’ll stay here with her, hyungs.” Jungkook turned to the others. 

“Call us if anything else happens.” Jin ruffled the maknae’s hair. He nodded, watching his 6 brothers leave. You let out a deep breath, your hands have finally stopped shaking. Jungkook wrapped an arm around you, letting you rest your forehead on his shoulder. 

“I hope whatever happened in that nightmare stays there.” You whispered. Jungkook hummed. 

“We won’t ever let anything happen to you.” He comforted. 

“I need to calm down.” You mumbled. Jungkook proceeded to draw you closer to him, his tattooed arm loosely around you. Instead of pushing him away, you leaned into his secure embrace. 

“I’ll be here.” He began to hum a soft tune to calm you down, waiting for you patiently to catch your breath. Mentally, you scolded yourself for being so vulnerable in front of the boys. You haven’t had an anxiety attack in years. 

“Can I have a few moments alone?” You croaked. 

“Of course.” Jungkook let you go, leaving you in the room. The first thing you did was go into the toilet, emptying the contents of your stomach into the toilet. You stared at your reflection, hair sticking to your face with sweat and your eyes all red and bloodshot. Closing your eyes, you took a few deep breaths to try and get yourself in the right mind again. 

“You’re better than this.” You told your reflection. After washing your face, you walked out of the room.

“Iced coffee, please.” You ordered. The maid served your usual order. Instead of going into the dining room, you went out onto the second floor balcony, taking a seat on the same bench as that night when you spoke to Taehyung. 

“You’re here.” Someone said. 

“Yeah...” You sighed. 

“You okay?” He placed a hand on your back. You turned to look at him, letting out a bitter laugh. 

“No.” You replied, taking a sip of your coffee. There were many thoughts racing through your mind. You sighed, closing your eyes to just calm your mind for a few seconds. 

“You’re finally being honest that you’re not okay, huh?” Hoseok chuckled, leaning back against the seat. He didn’t say anything after that, staring out into the back garden silently. 

“My emotions are all over the place. I never get anxiety attacks like that.” You rubbed your face with your hands. 

“What do you mean?” 

“I grew up learning all about the human psyche. My parents brought me up in an environment that doesn’t let me experience things like that. That’s not me, Hoseok. Anxiety attacks and nightmares? I killed someone with cyanide! No hesitation.” You said in frustration. 

“You’re human, (y/n). Certain things just can’t be prevented. Even if you grew up trying to prevent it. And that was an instinctive thing, you didn’t purposely kill him.” Hoseok sighed. 

“The fact that I thought I needed to even carry cyanide with me.” You shivered, remembering how the man dropped dead like that. 

“We were all like that the first time. Things are rough in our world, it’s either kill or be killed.” Hoseok shrugged.

“I’m just at a lost right now.” 

“That’s what we wanted to talk to you about. The boys and I were talking about going on a vacation. We would like you to join us actually. It would be good to relax and unwind.” Hoseok informed. 

“A trip? Don’t you guys have work?” You asked. 

“We don’t have any urgent stuff, that’s all been taken care of. Our men will handle all the minor stuff for us. Besides, we usually go on vacation around this time of year, anyway. We have a private beach property in Florida, where we plan to go.” He said. You thought about it. Maybe it would be good to go away for a while and get your mind off things. 

“When do we leave?” You gave a small smile. 

“That’s the spirit! We leave in 3 days. We’re going to have so much fun.” Hoseok patted your head.

“You guys already booked everything without asking me. What if I didn’t want to go?” You laughed. 

“Well, then we would have made you come with us under work obligation. You know we would always get what we want.” Hoseok grinned. You shook your head, rolling your eyes. Speaking to Hoseok always made you smile. 

“Thanks for the laugh. I needed it.” You said. 

“You’re not alone in this, (y/n). We’re all here.” Hoseok kissed your forehead before retreating back into the house. 

“You looks horrible.” Yoongi commented as you walked in. 

“Thanks, Yoonie.” You groaned, slapping your forehead. Taehyung walked in, his white t shirt and grey hoodie stained a crimson red. He was dragging a wooden bat behind him, leaving a blood trail. He looked up at you and Yoongi with hooded eyes, almost empty. 

“Go.” Yoongi nodded up the stairs. Taehyung dropped the bat with a loud sound, trudging up the stairs. 

“I think you scared the little one this morning.” Yoongi said, turning back to you. 

“Well, I think I’m slowly losing it.” 

“I told you to think through it seriously before telling Namjoon you would stay. Now look.” Yoongi surprised you by reaching up to stroke your cheek with his thumb. All you could do was sigh. 

“I can do it.” You told him. 

“I know you can.” He hummed. Namjoon entered and Yoongi pulled away to look at him. With a nod from Namjoon, Yoongi straightened up and walked out to follow the leader. You went to your office to grab your first aid kit, waiting for Taehyung to come in. As expected, he stood by the door, an apprehensive look on his face as you waved for him to enter. 

“Come, sit.” You patted the space. He sat on the medical table as you wheeled yourself closer. 

“Let’s clean these up first.” You soaked a cotton ball in disinfectant, cleaning the blister wounds on his hands then moving to his face, applying ointment to his bruises and cuts. 

“Owww...” He wrinkled his nose, hissing when you touched the cut over his eyebrow. You lightened up on the pressure, applying a bandaid over it. 

“Anywhere else?” 

“My ribs.” Taehyung lifted his shirt, showing the blooming bruise that was forming there. You nodded, pressing over it lightly to feel for a break. Taehyung squeezed his eyes, looking away as he bit his lip. 

“It doesn’t feel broken but it is very inflamed. I’ll ice it then wrap it with tape. Lay down.” You pulled away. You left the room to grab some ice from the freezer in the kitchen, filling the bag. When you entered the room, Taehyung was still sitting up. 

“Tae-” He suddenly wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you close to him. You smiled softly, running your fingers through his hair. 

“It’s okay.” You comforted. He took a few shaky breaths. 

“Come, let me ice your ribs.” You spoke softly, like a mother talking to her son. Taehyung laid down and you softly pressed the ice to the bruise over his ribs. He let out little grunts of pain. 

“Are you feeling better?” Taehyung asked. 

“An anxiety attack won’t kill me. Give me a little it more credit than that.” You chuckled. Taehyung also had a small smile. 

“Is it the guilt?” 

“Well, it’s the first time someone died in my hands, intentionally. It takes a while to get used to.” You shrugged, trying to play it cool. Taehyung grabbed your other hand in his. 

“I know, I’ve been doing it for years and I still can’t get used to it. Please don’t get used to it, (y/n). Leave the guilt and... killing to us. ” Taehyung whispered sadly. You ran your fingers through his hair. Of course, you were not going to start going on a rampage and killing people. You were still here, only as a doctor to the boys. 

“It was all in self defence, Tae. You know that. I’m still here, only as a doctor to heal your injuries. I won’t leave.” You told him. 

“I just don’t want to see you going through that again.” Taehyung said. You felt your heart grow warm as Taehyung said that. After you iced his ribs, you dried the area and wrapped his chest. 

“Take it easy, these few days.” You advised. 

“I will.” He nodded. Giving you once last glance, Taehyung left your office. You cleared up the area and went to sit down at your desk. 

“Can I do my session now? Namjoon called for a meeting later.” Yoongi came in. You nodded, closing your book and standing up. Yoongi was doing a mix of shockwave therapy and normal rehab exercises for his shoulder now. 

“Let’s start.” You began to do his exercises with him. Yoongi was healing well and the pain he felt was more or less gone but he still wasn’t allowed to start really ‘working’ yet. You didn’t even allow him to drive. You moved his arm slowly, looking for signs of pain. 

“How we feeling?” You asked. 

“Just the usual stiffness.” He scrunched his nose slightly. You nodded your head, pulling away for a few seconds to note it down. 

“There’s a lot of improvement from last time.” You flipped through your notepad. Yoongi nodded his head as you stepped back to guide him through his stretching exercises. 

“And we’re done. Get a sip of this and lay down.” You handed him a bottle of cold water. Meanwhile, you grabbed the shockwave machine. Yoongi removed his shirt, laying down on the bed comfortably. 

“I’m out of painkillers.” Yoongi said as you put the stickers on his shoulder that connected to the machine. 

“I see. How are you sleeping?” 

“I don’t wake up because of the pain anymore.” He informed.

“Alright, I’ll give you a milder painkiller to take when necessary. If it doesn’t work for those bad flares, come see me and I’ll give you something stronger.” You told him and he nodded. 

“Hoseok told me about the Florida trip?” You cleared your throat, sitting on the wheely stool. 

“Yeah. We hope to clear the important work before the trip. It’s been a little hectic so it was a sudden decision to take a short break somewhere. I voted for our lodge is Switzerland but the younger ones like to do water sports on our private beach.” Yoongi sighed. 

“Well, where ever we can escape work, I’ll go. I’ll use the break to reset my brain.” You chuckled.

“The others will be excited to hear that you’re going as well.” He mumbled. 

“What about you?” 

“What about me?” He frowned. 

“Are you happy I’m going?” You raised your eyebrows. Yoongi cast you a glance, knowing what you’re trying to get out of him but you just shot him an innocent look. 

“What kind of question is that? Whether I’m happy or not shouldn’t matter to you or affect your decision.” He scoffed but you saw the tips of his ears start to blush a light red. You stifled a laugh, wheeling yourself over to your medicine cabinet to pack the painkillers for Yoongi into a pill ox. The machine beeped, signalling the end. 

“You’re done for today. Ice it if it’s sore. Same as always.” You smiled, handing him his pillbox. Yoongi nodded and left your office. 

“Of course I’m glad you’re going.” He whispered after closing your door. With a shake of his head, he walked to his room to prepare for the meeting tonight with the others. 

“We’re here!” Jungkook burst in with Kookie at his feet. Kookie hopped in, once again getting familiar with your office. 

“Hello, Kookie.” You bent down to stroke the bunny’s head. 

“Just Kookie?” 

“Hello to you too, Jungkook.” You complied, reaching up to pat his head like how you did with Kookie. 

“No, not Jungkook.” He shook his head. 

“Fine. Hello to you too, Koo.” You called him his new nickname. Jungkook threw his head back in laughter. You picked Kookie up, sitting back down on your chair and setting him in your lap comfortably. 

“Don’t you have things to do Koo? I heard about the big meeting tonight.” You raised an eyebrow at the maknae, who was just spinning around on your stool. 

“Nah, I already know what we’re doing. It’s just announcing that we’re going on vacation and handing over who’s going to be in charge of the businesses and such. Nothing too serious. I’m practically there just to... be there?” He tilted his head with a shrug.  

“Whatever it is, I’ll be enjoying my evening alone, relaxing. Oh, well at least just me and Kookie.” You giggled. 

“Lucky.” Jungkook pouted. 

The boys were getting ready to leave the house, all dressed in their suits, including Yoongi. You leaned against the back of the couch, waiting for your delivery food. 

“Sending us off?” Jimin grinned. 

“Nope.” You shook your head. The butler came in, carrying bags of food. You smiled, clapping your hands excitedly before receiving them. 

“What’s that?” Jin’s eyes widened. 

“Fried chicken, tteokbokki, other kinds of delicious food. I already told you that I’ll be feasting on my own.” You showed your food proudly. The boys let out groans at your teasing. Of course, they’d rather stay home and feast, not have to wear stuffy suits and go to some boring meeting. Jungkook pouted, crossing his arms. 

“I hate you.” 

“Have fun now.” You popped a fry into your mouth and walked towards the glass door to eat at the gazebo. 

“Hey, Koo?” You called out to the pouting boy. Jungkook’s eyes lit up, as if expecting that you would offer him a bite of your food before they had to leave for their meeting. 

“Pass me a beer from the bar?” You requested. His face fell, trudging over to grab a bottle of beer and opening it before handing it to you. 

“Here.” He grumbled. 

“Thanks.” You saluted and waddled out into the garden, enjoying the breeze of the evening. 

“Save some food for me!” Taehyung yelled out. 

“No promises.” You replied before digging in. Of course, you would save some for them when they came back. Imagine their faces when they saw the fried chicken, tteokbokki and other dishes on the living room table. 

~~

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[pascalsummers]

Vacation (Tony x Male Reader)

Summary: You have to spend the night without Tony and your demons decide to have a little fun. A/N This is my first time writing for Tony so hopefully I did a good job writing him.

- "You really don't have to do this." You said as you watched your boyfriend of two years pack your stuff into the trunk of the car. Tony of course ignored you and continued to pack the car. Tony had gotten you a week's reservation at a really fancy hotel in New York. He said it was because you deserve a vacation for putting up with him for so long but you knew what he was really doing. A month ago while you were out with some friends you were kidnapped and tortured by HYDRA for information. Since Tony Stark aka Iron Man had security at all times they settled for his lover instead. While it was a short period of time lasting only two days it was enough to scar you. For a whole week, you refused to leave Tony's side even when he was called on missions. After a while, you were seemingly back to your regular self. Though you still preferred to be near your boyfriend and only left the tower if it was neccisary. Tony wanted to help you get back to your old self. So what better way to do that than to give you some quality alone time? You tried to tell Tony that you were fine with staying in the tower but you knew how stubborn he could be. "All right cars all packed! Happy will be taking you to the hotel just go to the desk and tell them I sent you. Everything has already been taken care of." Tony said giving you a quick peck on the cheek. You turned to try and say something but was caught off guard by Tony giving you a kiss on the lips. "No arguing hot stuff. you're going and it will be great! Try not to have too much fun without me!" And with that Tony gave you one last kiss, this one a little longer than the other two, before walking back into the tower. After a small pause, you let a small sigh. You knew you weren't going to win this one and so you decided to just accept it. "Guess I'm going on vacation." You said to yourself before opening the back seat door, climbing into the limo.                                                             + + + + You looked out the window and watched as the cars below drove by, thinking about the day you had. Tony picked out a really nice hotel for you which didn't surprise you since money wasn't an issue with Tony. You spent most of the day watching your favorite shows and eating whatever food room service brought you. You were enjoying yourself but you could never tell Tony that because he would never shut up about it if he knew. You let out a small yawn. "It's getting pretty late." You mused as you looked at the clock on the nightstand. With that, you changed into some pajamas that Tony got you for your birthday and slipped into the queen-sized bed. The moment you felt the soft covers touch your skin you were immediately lulled to sleep. You opened your eyes only to get blinded by a bright light. You went to cover your eyes with your arm but something stopped you. Something cold. You immediately looked at your wrist and let your eyes adjust to the room. When you could finally see your heart sunk when you realized what stopped you. Handcuffs. You whipped your head around the room and saw all too familiar cement walls. You knew this was a dream but it still felt all too real to you. You tried to break the chains but to no avail. Then you heard a door creaking open and you knew what was coming next. Slowly you looked up to notice two men wearing masks. One carried two jugs of water and the other a plain white towel. Then you heard footsteps and noticed a third man walk in. You knew what they were about to do, you had seen scenes like these before. The third man then began to ask you questions but his voice sounded muffled. You tried to explain that you couldn't understand him but he just gave you a wicked smile before snapping his fingers. Then your face was covered with a towel plunging you into darkness. "No!" You exclaimed yanking the covers off you. You looked around the room to find you back in the hotel. "It was just a dream. It was just a dream." You repeated to yourself as you tried to calm down. It did little to help but you thought of something that might. You grabbed your phone off the nightstand and called your boyfriend hoping that just this once he was awake in his lab. The phone rang for what felt like hours to you before you heard his voice on the other end. "Before you say anything yes I'm in the lab if you're allowed to have fun then so am I." You let out a sigh of relief after hearing his voice. "It's all right babe I just... wanted to hear your voice." You admitted as you fell back onto the bed. "Miss me already hot stuff?" Tony quipped, you could guess he probably had the biggest smirk on his face. "I guess you could say that." You responded, making small circles on the bed's sheets. Though you never told Tony this, he was a big reason you recovered so fast. You don't know why but just hearing his voice was enough to bring you peace of mind no matter what he was saying. "Wait what are you doing up this late? You keep nagging me about needing sleep what's your excuse?" He said though you could hear the slight worry in his voice. That was another thing you learned about the man. He always tried to hide how he was really feeling under sarcastic remarks but you learned how to see past it. You decided to just come clean instead of giving an excuse. "I guess I got used to you numbing all the pain," you said with a slight chuckle. There was a long pause before you heard the call disconnect. You looked at the phone confused. You tell your boyfriend your still having nightmares and his response is to hang up on you? You sat there on the bed unsure of how to respond when a knock came at your door. With a bigger look of confusion on your face, you slowly approached the hotel door. Carefully you looked through the peephole only for your gaze to land on Tony outside your door. Without a second thought, you unlocked the door and allowed him in. You turned to ask how he got here so fast but he cut you off with a kiss. "All right time for bed." He said before grabbing your arm and leading you back to the bedroom. "Tony, did you fly all the way here?" You asked still surprised by the whole ordeal. Tony turned to you and gave you his signature smirk. "I could have taken a car but I figured my suit is faster. Now stop questioning my methods and relax!" He groaned, pulling you into his lap. He then grabbed the remote and started flipping through the channels on the TV. After finding something he knew you liked he threw the remote back on the bed, pushing himself further back against the headboard. The two of you spent the rest of the night just watching shows. Tony would make remarks whenever someone did something stupid which always got a laugh out of you. "Thank you." You mumbled as you felt yourself getting drowsy. The last thing you felt was tony pressing a light kiss to your forehead before falling asleep.

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[thegalleonsnest]

INTERVIEW CHORDICAL Time to ask the artist questions.

Figured I make the most of my down time due to my tablet going on fritz and ordering a new one, so I went ahead and drew this out in my sketchbook for the authentic journalist sketch style. It probably looks a bit cleaner than the actual style, but only because I was using super light H pencils before outlining.

Anyway, I actually wrote out the interview months ago, but never got around to uploading it, so they’re down here if you wanna read! It’s a bit longer than the average interview, but hey, my oc, I do what I want lol.

Who are you?

My name is Chordical Gallopano. I’m an artist who just graduated, but art’s not exactly at the top of my priority list at the moment.

Why is that? Are you going through an art block?

Eh, kind of? I guess it’s a bit of a small burn out, but I’ve gotten over it for the most part. If anything, I’m taking some time off to focus on myself. I still draw here and there, just not all that often. Mostly been helping Gramble at his barn.

Why come to Snaktooth Island?

Actually, the main reason was because I won a vacation raffle! I never really have faith in those raffles, but I was just like, “eh, screw it,” and gave it a shot. I was slacked jawed when I got the call about it too, hehe.

Wait, Lizbert held a raffle?

Well, yes she did, but my situation’s different. I found out that Lizbert held her own raffle, and Shelda won that one. The raffle I won let me pick a vacation of my choosing, as long as it was within the country; and then I remembered hearing about Lizbert’s trip to Snaktooth. Honestly, I didn’t care what grumps were saying about Lizbert and her Bugsnax discovery being real or not. It gave me a reason to go with her on her expedition. Thank grump that Lizbert wasn’t super finicky with external raffles and let me come anyway!

So was there any other reason you picked Snaktooth?

Erm...um...The best way that I could put it is that...I needed to get away. I needed a break from some stuff. I...rather not talk about it, at least not on the record. I would appreciate that.

Thoughts on Bugsnax?

Gonna be real, I’m not that into them like the rest of the guys here. They’re more annoying to deal with...and they’re a bit unnerving.

What’s wrong with them? Don’t you eat them too?

I mean, yes, I do, but only when I really have to. I’m pretty sure you noticed but uh, I rather not be stuck with nubs for paws for a week. I can’t draw without my fingies, and sketch paper isn’t exactly built for bacon grease media. There’s a couple of bugsnax that give me claws or something to work with, but even still, I prefer my fuzzy paws instead of cheepoof dust.

What exactly makes them “unnerving” to you?

It’s...hard to pinpoint why, but something about them rubs me the wrong way. I mean, they only exist on this island, apparently, and they turn your arms and legs into food. I don’t know about you, but I don’t think I would be one of those Grumpuses to yell “HOORAY” for having a weenie arm...At least they’re kind of cute as pets I guess.

Why did you leave town?

Honestly, the entire fight between Gramble and Wambus was something that hit its boiling point after being at each other’s throats for a while. They would constantly be fighting and bickering because of petty crap, and they wouldn’t settle things like adults! I had no choice but to basically be the mediator between them for months. It sucks. Even though I’m friends with both of them, I had to go with Gramble and help him.

What were they fighting about exactly?

If you’ve talked to Gramble already, he was right about one thing: Wambus broke into his barn and started snaknapping his little buddies. I actually SAW it happen too! Lizbert was only gone for a day; I get that we gotta eat, but what Wambus did was downright dirty. I just wish that they could just TALK about it instead of baring their fangs all the time. Otherwise, I don’t think we would have been in this mess to begin with.

Why did you go with Gramble and not Wambus?

Listen, Wambus is an older farmer grumpus, he can take care of himself. We’re still on good terms, but whatever beef he’s got with Gramble is between them. I’m just trying to mediate as best I can. I had to go help Gramble because have you SEEN the poor guy? He’s a wreck with how little sleep he gets! Not to mention he’s barely eating anything other than sauce and whatever science experiment Shelda had cooking up at the time! I’ve been helping out at his barn since almost the start, and I care about him...someone has to look after him.

Any info on Lizbert?

Lizbert is pretty cool, not gonna lie. I actually asked her if she needed any help documenting any of the Bugsnax and she’d let me go out with her and do live studies of them. I drew a good chunk of the bugsnax in her notes and helped keep them organized. For who she is, she is really encouraging and friendly. She would honestly be a good big sister if you let her, heh! She kept everyone fed from her hunts, but I don’t think she was keeping up with everyone. Like, socially, I mean.

Did she ever talk to the other Grumpuses?

Of course she did, but I don’t think she was really paying enough attention. It’s one thing to be a leader, but it’s another to actually listen to someone’s problems. I know she really cared about her partner, Eggabell, but I could tell she was a major priority most of the time. I think it’s because she spent more time hunting than actually being in town most of the time. If she had a break and someone else took over the hunting, I could see her spending time with the other Grumpuses, but as it stood, no one was willing to take her place. That’s probably why she did it anyway, in case they disappeared like she and Eggabell did.

Do you know what happened to Lizbert and Eggabell?

I wish I knew. The only thing I do know is that we were supposed to go to the mountains to document a few more Bugsnax and study some weird structures, but she ended up taking Eggabell instead. I know they had a falling out a few days beforehand, so maybe Lizbert decided that it would have been better if it was just the two of them so they could sort out their issues. But then that earthquake hit not too long after...Grump I hope they’re ok.

Thanks, Chordical. This was all very informative.

Hey, I’m glad I could give ya something to work with! If you ever need someone to talk to or just chill with for a bit, I’ll be hanging at Gramble’s. Bet we could compare some art notes while we’re at it!

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