#and im glad for it. it's good to see everything unfold without knowing what's gonna happen beforehand

[ponzien]

- It Takes Two

Summary: You’re, put simply a catch. However when you find out another woman has his baby you lose it.

Pairing: prison!spencer x sweetheart!reader

Category: Angst (Happy End eventually)

Y/N

All good things come to an end. I knew it would be my turn soon.

“And you swear it’s his..?” I asked, tears welling up in my eyes. “Yeah…I’m sorry you had to find out like this…” the short brown haired woman frowned, caressing my hand softly as she looked at me.

“But how?” My voice cracked. “Well it was before he got arrested, in Mexico, I’d known him for quite a while before that.” Cat said with a frown. “I understand… thank you.” I began to sob into my hands.

“Seriously, you seem like a lovely girl, how long have you been dating?” She raised a brow. I wiped my tears and almost shrugged. “About 7 months… if I’d known he had a girlfriend who was pregnant nonetheless I wouldn’t have ever…”

“It’s finee, I know how it is, I just want him to be around for his kid even if it means co parenting.” Cat said. I looked up a bit confused. “You’re staying with him?” I questioned. “Well yeah but only for the baby, you wouldn’t want them to grow up without their daddy right?” She frowned and placed two hands on her belly. “Of course not! I’m sorry” I panicked.

“You’re all good, im really sorry this happened to you though” Cat shook her head. “I’m sorry too, i have to go to work but I’ll be grabbing the last of my things soon. I havent seen him in a while so I’ll probably not see you either, I wish you a healthy pregnancy” I bowed politely and left.

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The feeling of vomit in my throat burned. I hurled over the toilet wondering what was wrong with me. Then the idea hit me. It couldn’t be. Positive. I was shocked. I curled up into a ball crying for hours until I decided to confront him.

I’d have to go to his work, with a positive test in hand and a heavy heart I walked to my car and drove off to the BAU. The entire ride was silent as I thought about what to say before ultimately deciding that I’d let it unfold when I got there.

____

“Hello, I need to speak with Doctor Spencer Reid.” I said to a group of his co workers. “Uhm who are you?” The blonde said almost defensively. “His…well his now ex girlfriend but I really need to speak with him.” I tried to look past them. “Hold on girlfriend? When did you guys start dating?” An older man asked.

“About 7 months ago…why?” I raised a brow. “He never told us he had a girlfriend…” The one I knew as Penelope stated. “Fucking fantastic, I’m glad he’s good at lying to you guys too.” I said defeated, almost crying. “What do you mean?” An older woman asked, young I suppose but a few greys sticking out.

“I’ll tell you what I mean first he doesn’t tell you guys about me or anyone for that matter and now not only am I pregnant but another bitch out there has his baby too!” I sobbed, leaning against the blonde who immediately comforted me.

“What do you mean? Who else is pregnant?!” The older woman asked. “Cat…that’s what she said her name was, she’s in prison but everything matches up and…” I sniffled. “Me and Spencer took a break almost 3 months ago and now…I’m pregnant and..” I sobbed harder into the blonde’s chest.

“Ma’am I need you to listen to me, Cat is a convicted hit woman who’s after Spencer, this could be the connection we need to get him out so I need you to tell me everything.” The blonde said.

“What do you mean get him out?! Where is he?!” I panicked. “He’s in prison because he was framed.” The older man said. “Oh my…I’m so stupid I should’ve checked on him and…oh my god I’m gonna be sick!” I clutched my stomach and vomited a bit in my mouth.

“It’s okay, breathe, thanks to you we can get him out and you’ll work things out, I’m Jennifer alright?” Jennifer hummed as she got on her knees in front of me as I sat down. “But what about Cat…” I asked.

“No matter what happens I need you to know…that it wasn’t his choice.” Her voice cracked as I hurled on the floor. “They…did she..?” I whispered. Jennifer nodded. “No matter how it happened Spencer wasn’t..conscious or mentally aware of it.”

“And I was judging him and wanting to…oh god am I a bad person…I’m a bad mother too! I can never-“ I cried harder as Jennifer interrupted. “No, listen, you’re an amazing person and you’ll be a great mom, she’s good at getting into people’s heads. Just hang in there.” She assured me.

“I can try..”

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“Hey, Y/N…look” Emily whispered to me with a large smile as Spencer walked out of the elevator. “Spence!” I gasped as I ran over to hug him. He hugged me tightly as if trying to make sure I was real. “It’s okay…why didn’t you have someone tell me…” I cried into his shoulder. “I’m sorry I didn’t want you know until my name was cleared… it’s selfish I know and-“ I cut him off. “Never mind it’s irrelevant.”

“Can we show him?!” Penelope squealed. I nodded as she brought out a glittery sign we made together to pass the time. “Open the little door” I smiled, hands over my mouth as I waited. “What’s this…” He asked skeptically as he opened it and began to slowly smile.

“You’re serious?” He asked. I nodded. “Like really positive?” I felt the light return to his eyes for a second as I nodded again. “This is-“ He hugged me tight and spun my around. “Thank You so much Y/N”

“Hey it’s not just me it takes two you know?”

#spencer reid #x reader #criminal minds #spencer reid x reader #fanfic #angst with a happy ending #angst #sadnees #cute #pregancy

[howdidigetbacktowritingwhat]

hi,hello,hoy !!! You asked me what I thought of your fic so I am here to comment some things about it !!! :D

I love how you have to put pieces together to figure out what's going on with Y/N! Because when your theory gets confirmed you just get this SERATONIN (is that how you type it??) from it

(this one is honestly more of a nit pick just saying:) I feel like you could do a bit of foreshadowing like for example: In chapter 1 you could have described Y/N's backpack in detail so the readers know how it looks like and think "hMMM why are they describing it in such detail ???" and then when you get to chapter 3 you could describe Y/N's backpack as something else (not entirely something else but a small change) without Y/N reffering to it feeling like 'a different bag' maybe get him to say "something feels off..." so when the reader sees this they'll put the pieces together and say "WOOOAH WAIT THATS DIFFERENT FROM THIS THAT WAS SAID IN THIS !!!! :0" !! BUT!! Honestly that's just a little nitpick from me because I tried to write a few stories before (but then I gave up halfway) and I know bits and pieces on how to do cool foreshadowing (from a writer friend) but take this with a grain of salt because I am still ig a newbie at writing!! ><

also when Y/N is talking in his head and a thing thinks instead of him you could have a subtle shift in tone (idk if I am explaining this one well sorry I am a bit sleepy)

unhinged Sun. I just loved when that boy snaps. ( ‾̀◡‾́)

and the last one is.... remember to take breaks!!! Writing can be exhausting especially if the story is getting to your head (trust me ik how it feels when you get too emotionally attached and don't wanna kill your favourite off (╥﹏╥)) so remeber to take as much time off as you need your mental health is WAY more important <3

have a good day!!! :DDD<3 gonna make more fanart in the future when my wrist hurts lessheehehege---

OHHHHHHHH THIS IS SO HELPFUL THANK YOU THANK YOU <33 omg (sorry i really REALLY love reading peoples' thoughts Okay i am going to dissect this NOW [TOTALLY NOT PROCRASTINATING WORK]) ill put it under a cut since its kinda long AHH

ill be honest. Im SO SO GLAD you wrote all these points (especially the nitpicks !!/gen) - im super happy that you guys really love getting theories confirmed in the next chapter and im glad you noticed that the description of the backpack is. not up to par hehe ( AS WELL AS THE THING IN Y/N'S HEAD ) (also dw you explained it really well! )

I am at a constant war of wanting to spill everything and hiding info due to spoilers but !! ive been playing around with the fic being an unreliable narrator so much that i was incredibly concerned that it was. very confusing WAHAHA (it probably still has some things to fix though), so im genuinely really glad you pointed out inconsistencies(?? oddities? i dont know how to say it but basically funky writing) in the places where i wanted there to be :]

HAHA I DONT KNOW IF I MAKE SENSE RIGHT NOW it is like. 2am. but tldr hheehee hoo hoo i am so glad that things are going according To Plan. (dude i am like. saving this post too just so i can reread and make sure things unfold properly too)

LASTLY. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR WRITING THIS !! writing analysis and feedback take so much time and Im really really honoured that you guys spoil me with a LOT of them- and for understanding that this fic kinda takes a toll on my health wahaha <33

also guys pls. pls rest your wrists. i am going to spam stretches soon. (ALSO ALSO THANK U ALL FOR THE FANART FOOD please dont overexert yourself though !! health first and genuinely; you guys even reading my fic is the greatest honour ever. take care of yourselves!!! and have a good day too <33

#misc talks #iswis inbox time #technically spoilers? #I CANT WAIT TO GO BACK TO WRITING LIKEE THIS HAS HYPED ME UP IM GOING CRAZY #RATTLES WORK #soon. #also thank you so much wellhellothereem i love your art style sm <33 #like genuinely your style is so good

[aakristinejoyce]

#1 beginning of an end

It wasn't all bad, it was truly, fully, beautifully euphoric.

this will be the last time I'll write about this. one must learn to let it all go.

as I fully closed this book, I have to give the truest words my heart yields for. Serving the Lord will forever be the greatest yes of my life. I will never be half of who I am now, if it wasn't for that yes.

I owe who I am because of that yes. I owe Him my purpose. He had given me the opportunity of a lifetime. To learn to love without limits, to reach beyond logic, to freely create and be a part of an environment that speaks for people like me - someone lost, least, last.

He gave me something to fight for and He surrounds me with love all throughout the way.

It was my greatest blessing.

blessed was a loose term when I was young. It was a foreign concept. something Im shy to pronounce. I always used the term luck. It has a better ring in it. I always knew I had it good in life, but I always asks for more. I didn't know what I was missing, I didn't know why I'm lonely even if I'm surrounded. It was when I first encountered His love, I first felt blessed. Everything, everyone, everywhere felt grace after. Until now, it never changed.

It was my greatest admission.

It was the first time I told the world I wanted this. A loud declaration from someone who never voice out what she needs, what she wants. More than a mere action of being passive to the world and its tradition, I learned to not shy away from declaring to the world that I belong to Him, that it is His love that's changing me. It was the first time I set foot on the stage to not have the spotlight but to be a bearer of His light.

It was my greatest adventure.

to the people I have met along the way, the every stories I heard, every church and history I have been a part of, it was truly a once in a life time adventure. the places I visited, the lives I have known and been a part of, there is no greater feeling than journeying and traveling through time with the greatest people God has given you to love. You truly became a mosaic of all the people you encountered and let in. I am glad through this adventure, I found beautifully crafted people that I truly adored.

It was my greatest lesson.

with all the lessons, realizations, whispers I have heard and heartily took in, it was in my graceful defeat that I have learned what my greatest lesson is. It was the night my mom died and I was finding it in my heart the hate, the doubt and the question of why. I didn't find any of it. What I found was this faint beating deep within my soul that kept on saying, "in the process of losing everything, I still felt loved". I am sure, a hundred percent, that it will go differently if I never said yes.

It was my greatest achievement.

i was raised to always be at the top. people get disappointed when im not being my best self. I always believe I am loved for all the things I achieve, so when I started to fail and got punished for it, I got scared that I am being loved for the reasons I didn't want. so I started failing more just to prove a point that I am right, that I am being loved and celebrated because of my highs and not because of who I am. all the medals, trophies and awards didn't matter to me ever since I realized that the greatest achievement I had gained was finding who I really am in the process of building His legacy through my history. When people see a glimpse of Him through me, I already achieved heaven on earth.

It was my greatest surrender.

i am never one to back out from a fight especially when I know I'll win and if there's a slight chance that I won't, I step aside. im competitive in nature but lazy as well. I avoid risks, I always play it safe. but something shifted the moment I learned how to love right, that it takes a lot of humility to graciously face a fight and not control the odds. to put yourself out there even if you have no idea how things are gonna unfold. to offer your nothingness and be a witness of how it turned out to be just as everything. it didn't matter if I'll lose or win anymore, this yes turned every losses and wins into a greater opportunity to be less of myself and more of Him. I became the moon, nothing without the Sun.

It was my greatest sacrifice.

I got dirt on my feet and stars on my head, and all I can think about is how much I love Him. I fell in love with life the moment I fell in love with the Lord. It is as if I clearly saw beauty and meaning through His eyes. Gradually, through every little yes, simple steps that lead me to take up my own cross, deny myself and die a few times just to be worthy of following Him, I knew it by heart, I have kept my promise and have fought the good fight. It was all driven by love, and in love I have given my life for a decade.

In the end,

It was my greatest transformation.

I always thought saying yes to the mission and service had set my metamorphosis completely. I felt high, I completely soar upwards, fall a few times but still caught myself trying to fly. Going from one flower to another, embracing the beauty of my wings even if I can't see it. It was truly euphoric, to feel life coursing into your veins and being electrified by so much positivity and love you never thought was possible. Love really came down and manifest itself through my every yes. It was what I needed, it kept me alive, kept me afloat until I am ready to let it all go.

The greatest transformation started the moment I said yes a decade ago and it was completed the moment I had the courage to breakthrough out of the cocoon that I'm in. I thought I am already complete, but I wasn't. In time, I have been shown how things truly unfold differently to everybody.

I wasn't meant to stay, I was meant to breakthrough. I am always meant to leave. My time runs out, my part was done and I am grateful for the ride. It wasn't for me anymore, but it doesn't mean that everything that happened was forelong gone. It will always be there, it will always be special.

I am someone new. Some would say, I might be someone else. I changed but it's not because of pain, it was because for the first time in a very long time, I started to see my truth and I'm choosing it this time. I can't do that, if I stayed.

I walked and turned away from the vessel but never the source. I miss it most of the time, but I knew it was what needed to be done. Nevertheless ~

It was my greatest honor to be Yours forever, Lord.

A path closes for me, but I knew wherever I'll be, You'll meet me.

#llh

[elvesofnoldor]

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#i just finished watching the untamed and i spoke too soon. the show didnt peak at episode 13 #the show's first 13 episodes AND its last 13 episodes just happen to be its best episodes #i don't even have anything smart ass to say. episode 42-46 just hit me in the feels. im just sad. but like. in a good way #it's funny that i saw so many mdzs/the untamed posts on my dash in the last year or so but i didnt get spoiled at all #and im glad for it. it's good to see everything unfold without knowing what's gonna happen beforehand #i LOVE the last 10 episodes or so. that's all. but i think i might like the yi city arc in the 3rd season of mdzs better #but other than that (and the special effect). i prefer everything else in the untamed version of the story #mae overshares #when i first started watching i said jin ling was 'irrelevant little bitch'. ok i feel bad abt saying this abt him now lol #ok. he IS a brat. but like. he's just a kid. the kind of kid that got spoiled AND bullied growing up #the kind of kid that grew up privileged but also without parents. he's just a child. i was being a bit too harsh on him #IN MY DEFENCE THO. I ONLY STARTED WATCHING SO I DIDNT KNOW HOW RELEVANT HE WAS GOING TO BE PLOT-WISE ANYWAYS #the part in mdzs that got to me the most so far is the scene where lwj tried to get wwx to come back to cloud recesses with him #after wwx killed wen chao. and wwx thought lwj wanted to bring him back for judgement (bc of his necromancy antics) #and lwj quickly retorted saying '[this trip] is not for the purpose of punishment/judgement' #and i guess the note of desperation in his voice got to me #but in untamed the part in episode 42 where lwj insisted on standing by resurrected wwx's side top this moment ten-fold over #i didnt turn on the english subtitles when watching most of the episodes after episode 10 so im not sure the official translation #but im still thinking abt the moment where jing guangyao tried to convince everybody that wwx tricked lwj somehow and wwx affirmed the idea #in an attempt to save lwj's reputation and honour but lwj just stepped in and went 'not true. i knew he was wei ying all along' #‘不错！’ ‘非也。我早就知道他是魏婴’............bro............... #and his FACE when he said the line 'i knew he was wei ying all along' BRO........... #like the way lwj just chose to trust wwx and stand with him against all of the world........bro #esp considering he regret that he didnt do that when he had the chance the first time and he must have felt like #it was part of the reason why wwx ended up dying. and now he's back. lwj just didnt want to make that mistake again #and its like........wow.........head full many thoughts...... #im gonna be thinking abt this bullshit for a while #also i just realize why the english title is called the untamed. it's literally the translation of the theme song's official title #which is roughly 'the unsullied' and untamed is just another translation of the same title #it literally wasnt that deep and it took 40 episodes or so to figure it out rip

[samanthadalton]

Slowly falling (part 1)

Pairings: Kamilah x Amy 

This was an idea that came to me a couple of months ago but I’m glad that I finally get to start writing it now. It’s basically a rewrite of chapter 10 of book 1 with the castle attack but I’m putting my own little spin on the story and letting the slow burn unfold more. Hope you guys enjoy ❤️❤️❤️ (also im writing star crossed lovers its just gonna take a few days dw it’s coming) 

tw: mentions of blood and violence so reader discretion is advised 

  taglist: @alleycat97 @cloud9in @avalawrencefl @thedaft1 @mrs-avamontjoy @itszdavenport @iamsimpforpoppy @otakufangirl-12 @orisasay @justavampirefan @manilovshina @waterinathermostat @bloodkueen @sparklesoverlooked (i added people who liked the post about me wanting to write this fic, if you wanna be added or taken off let me know 😊) 

wordcount: 3.4k (its long i know im sorry i was excited) 

Screams fill the room as the first feral crashes through the door, letting out a blood-curdling screech to signal to the rest of the ferals to follow. Within seconds blood sprays all over the walls and floor as the ferals ravenously tear through the sea of vampires, letting their primal instincts out to play. In response, vampires begin running and fighting in all directions, while the humans run to safety, burrowing themselves into the smaller rooms, hoping to not end up as the gory decorations that besiege the room. Amidst all the chaos, the council leaders prepare themselves for battle, Adrian rolls up his sleeves, while Kamilah unsheathes her daggers from her dress. The Baron grabs a huge craving knife from the walls, as Vega stomps on a broken chair using two of its legs as deadly weapons, while Priya seizes a lit torch and begins to intimate the ferals near her,  Lester hisses and bares his fangs as the council members join the fray. Their eyes burn with anger, the redness mirroring the blood spilled as the blur of their bodies move with such elegance and precision slashing through the crowd of ferals. 

Amy watches, paralysed with fear before Lilly pulls her out of her reverie, dragging her away from the confrontation as the roars of both vampires and ferals echo through the hall, the reality of the deadly situation settling into her. Another assembly of ferals breaches through the halls and as Amy and Lily make their way towards the gardens, they lose sight of each other, as the crowds move in all directions, chaos only elevating. 

“Lily! Lily!” Amy frantically looks around the garden, her voice panicked while her breaths come heavy, unable to stop the terror taking over her body. She suddenly stops in her tracks, she slightly narrows her eyes towards the woods to see a lingering figure just standing at the edge before moving into the shadows of the trees and without any hesitation she follows after the figure. Her gaze darts around as she runs through the woods, a dubious feeling in the pit of her stomach but she subsides her doubts and pushes through. It isn’t until she hears a snarl she stops in her tracks, her heart practically leaping out of her chest. 

She slowly turns and sees a feral with blood dripping down its face as it hisses at the girl and leaps towards her. Amy lets out a yelp and leaps to the side, barely dodging its attack. “Oh my god!” The feral advances towards Amy ready to attack again, it manages to shove her to the floor, its slender fingers tightening around her arms, as blood slowly trickles down her arms. Amy lets out a sob as the feral bares its fangs, leaning closer to the girl’s face, ready to tear her to pieces. Drawing on all her strength, Amy attempts to push the feral away, her eyes scanning the environment looking for a weapon to help her. A small branch sits out of reach to her, and after a moment's deliberation, she uses one hand to reach out to the branch, her strength diminishing as she uses her other hand to hold the feral back. She grunts as she stretches her fingers, the feral digs its nails into Amy more and she screams in pain. Motivated by what she thinks are her last few moments, Amy lets out a primal cry and uses the last of her strength to grab onto the branch before plunging it through the feral's chest. The black blood splatters all over her face as she watches the feral turn into dust, the last few embers of it floating in the air as the wind blows it away. She takes a few moments to catch her breath before a resounding series of slow claps cuts through the silent atmosphere. 

“Damn, I was rooting for the feral.” 

The familiar voice brings shivers down Amy’s spine as she lifts her fatigued body off the ground, her voice a low gruff, “you.” 

“Yes, me.” Nicole stands before the girl, a sated smirk on her face as she steps closer to the girl, as she does, the moonlight shines down on her, specifically on the crossbow in her hands as she dangles it by her side. 

“You’re the one behind the feral attack.” Amy’s nostrils flare as she carefully watches Nicole’s grip on the crossbow tightening, slowly biding her time before she makes a move for it. 

“Wow looks and brains, I can see why Adrian chose you as his little pet.” She takes one step closer, all amusement wiped from her face as her gaze intensently burns into Amy’s. “Before I kill you, tell me something. How’d you know it was me?” 

Amy lip quivers slightly before she bites down on it, Nicole finds her display of fear amusing letting out a small chuckle, but she cocks her head to the side, curiosity glistening in her eyes. “Well?”

“You told us you wouldn’t be here tonight. And even though you were in the woods too, the feral only came for me.” 

“Mmm, two and two. I didn’t think you had it in you.” Nicole takes one more step towards Amy and levels up the crossbow to her forehead, “I guess Adrian needs to look for another assistant now.” 

“Why? Why are you doing this?” Amy cries out, she grits her teeth together in an endeavour to stop the tears in her eyes from falling. The corners of Nicole’s lips slightly quirk upwards as her finger hovers over trigger, “this goes far beyond you Amy. You’re just collateral.” 

“Who are you working for because I know Adrian would never want this.” 

“That old prude, please.” Nicole lets out an exasperated huff, “Adrian’s always been such a good boy following the rules, but he played me. Strung me along and made me do everything for him without giving me what I wanted most.” 

“You wanted to turn.”

“And he knew that, and he kept letting me get my hopes up until your idiotic friend had to get herself hurt and took my rightful place in his clan.” The glare in Nicole’s eyes turn to pure hatred, as her hands shake in fury, “but at least tonight I get my revenge.” Just as she’s about to pull the trigger, Amy tackles Nicole to the ground and the two women begin brawling with each other, trying to grab the crossbow. 

Amy wildly swings her arms and knocks the crossbow out of Nicole’s arms as Nicole delivers a sharp blow to Amy’s gut, knocking the wind out of her. The VP begins to crawl towards the crossbow and just as she reaches out to grab it, Amy jumps on her back and pulls her arm away. 

“Why...don’t...you...just….die?” Nicole rolls over, pushing Amy to the ground before wrapping her hands around the girl’s throat. “Guess we’ll do this the old fashioned way.” Amy begins hitting at Nicole’s sides, as her gaze slowly starts to become hazy. She feels the air leaving her burning lungs, as Nicole’s grip only tightens, a malicious smile on her face, contentedly watching as she drains the life out of the girl. A flood of adrenaline rushes through Amy’s body just as her life begins slipping away from her, and she uses the opportunity to gouge out Nicole’s eyes with her thumbs. In retort, Nicole hisses and loosens her grip arounds Amy’s neck. Amy lets out a huge gasp, letting the crisp air infiltrate her lungs and shoves Nicole off her body, reaching out for the crossbow and clamps her hands on it as soon as her hands touch it. Nicole freezes as she’s on her knees, expression startled, she lifts her hands up defenselessly and begins pleading. 

“Please..don’t do this.” 

Amy tightens her hold on the crossbow, trying to stop her shaking hands as she stares down Nicole, “why should I? You almost killed me.” 

Nicole shakes her head, tears falling from her eyes, “please, please.” 

“Stop! Just stop!” Amy keeps the crossbow aimed at Nicole but she doesn’t make a move to do anything. All of a sudden Nicole’s pleading stops as she smugly looks at the girl, a glimmer of gratification in her eyes. 

“You can’t do it.” The smile on Nicole’s face only broadens, she lets out a small devilish laugh as she slowly begins to stand, her hands still held up as she does. 

“Stop! Just stay there.” Amy apprehensively squeaks out, the crossbow still pointing at the VP. 

“You won’t do it. You’re not a killer.” Nicole degradingly pouts, her voice painfully demeaning, “you’re Adrian’s little pet. Too innocent for a world filled with killers.” 

“You don’t know anything about me,” Amy counters. 

“But I know enough. Why did you even agree to stay? You could’ve walked away, you could’ve had a clean conscience, no blood on your hands.” 

“I’ve never killed anyone!” 

“Really?” Nicole raises an inquisitive eyebrow as she slowly steps towards Amy, “tell that to the feral you just killed.” Nicole lunges forwards, trying to grab the weapon from Amy’s hand but the trigger jams and suddenly Nicole lets out a huff before dropping down to the floor, her hands clutching her chest as her clothes begin to soaked in a crimson liquid. Amy gasps, throwing the crossbow to the side as her hand uselessly hovers over the spike in Nicole’s chest before using her hands as a compress to stop the blood flow. 

“No. No. No. No. No.” Nicole’s blood permeates onto Amy’s hands, as she wipes her hands on her clothes before putting her hands back into the same position. “Please,” she whispers pleadingly as Nicole’s breaths come out in short intervals, blood sprouting from her mouth and oozing down her cheeks. When Amy meets Nicole’s eyes she doesn’t see any fear...just acceptance. Nicole laughs derisively, small flecks of blood falling on chin as she does. 

“You..have...no...idea...what’s..coming...next.” 

Amy momentarily freezes as Nicole’s words sink in, she realises she has still yet to learn who Nicole is working with but realises it’s too late when Nicole’s body is motionless, her eyes lifelessly hanging open. Amy lets out a choked sob, hands trembling as she glares at Nicole’s body, reality settling in. Her breaths become panicked, as she shuffles herself away from the body, she shields her eyes and uncontrollably breaks down. 

“Amy?” A soft voice calls out to her, and Amy lifts her head to see a worried Kamilah standing in front of her, her own face and hands painted in blood. Kamilah carefully turns her head to look at Nicole’s body before shifting her gaze back to the human, “did you?” she trails off as Amy frantically nods her head, her body still filled with tremors. “Hey.” Kamilah squats in front of the girl and carefully puts two fingers under her chin lifting her head until their eyes are trained on one another. “Take a deep breath in and then a deep breath out.” Amy attempts to follow Kamilah’s advice, inhaling and exhaling deeply and slowly until she finally has control over her own breath. She nods in appreciation to the vampire. “Are you going to tell me what happened here?” 

“Kamilah I-” Amy murmurs, her voice laced with pain, “she’s the one behind the feral attack.” 

“What?” 

“She tried attacking me but the crossbow, it jammed and then-” Amy cuts herself off as tears begin brimming in her eyes. “I didn’t mean to” she violently shakes her head, as her body begins to tremble again. 

“Listen to me. You did her a favor.” Amy inquisitively gazes at Kamilah, confusion written on her face. 

“What are you talking about? I should’ve brought her back to her council, you guys should have dealt with it.” Kamilah tuts in response as she turns her head towards Nicole, fury burning in her eyes. 

“The council would have made her suffer for being behind the attack, you did an act of mercy.” 

“I don’t feel like I did,” Amy pulls her knees to her chest, hugging them tightly. Kamilah for the first time inspects the human’s, she assesses the mixed colours of black and red on her face and the scratches and blood all over her dress and arms. Kamilah stands and moves towards Nicole’s body and just as she’s about to lift her body Amy shouts out, “no! Please, no one can know about this.” 

“Amy…” 

“Please Kamilah,” Amy says pleadingly, “Adrian, Lily, they can’t find out, please.” 

Kamilah sighs, before she begins to rub her temples, “okay, wait here.” She wordlessly leaves and a few moments later returns with a shovel in her hands and begins digging in the ground next to Nicole’s body. When she’s created a hole deep enough, she carefully lifts Nicole’s body and lays into the newly dug hole and begins to fill it up again. Amy silently watches the soil hit Nicole’s body as the grave begins filling up until Nicole’s body is completely concealed. Kamilah lets out a huff before looking over to Amy who hasn’t moved from her spot in the last hour. “Amy?” Amy noncommitedly hums in response, her gaze never leaving Nicole’s grave. “Come on,” Kamilah reaches out her hand awaiting for Amy to take it and as Amy’s hands slide into hers, Kamilah effortlessly pulls Amy up, before pulling her hand away. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”

Kamilah walks out of the woods with Amy trailing behind her and the women catch the train, silence filling up the atmosphere as they wordlessly trudge up to Amy’s apartment. A breath of relief escapes Amy when she comes home to an empty apartment, glad that Lily isn’t here to question the state she’s in. Kamilah promptly stalks towards the bathroom and Amy closely follows behind. Kamilah grabs a towel from the cabinet and begins running the water, dabbling the towel under the water. “Come,” she commands as Amy obediently stands in front of the vampire as Kamilah lifts the wet towel and delicately begins dabbing away at the blood. Amy watches as Kamilah’s brows furrow ever so slightly, a hint of concern in her features as she softly wipes away at the blood. 

Without thinking, Amy lifts her hands to cup Kamilah’s face, Kamilah’s breath slightly hitches as she freezes while the human’s thumbs gently stroke the vampire’s cheeks, surveying the dried blood on her face. “There’s so much blood,” she quietly speaks out. 

Kamilah keepsher focus on wiping away the blood on Amy’s face, unable to look into her eyes, as she responds, “nothing that hasn’t happened before.” Kamilah freezes, her face scrunched up before her hand trails down Amy’s arm. “Take off your dress.” 

“What?” 

Kamilah stares at the human, her gaze serious. “Take. Off. The. Dress.” Amy turns and pulls the zipper down and as she does Kamilah gasps. 

“How did I not pick up on this before?” 

Her fingertip ghosts down Amy’s back as Amy looks over her shoulder, “picked up on what?” 

“You’re- you’re hurt.” Kamilah touches the large gash on Amy’s back and Amy’s recoils in pain. 

“Ow!” 

“Here, let me heal you.” Kamilah’s fangs descend as she lightly pricks her finger with her tooth and presses the blood onto Amy’s back. “There, it should heal soon.” 

“Thanks.” 

“This is taking too long, you should take a shower and clean off the rest of the blood.” Kamilah turns to leave but Amy grips her wrist slightly pulling the vampire back. 

“Please stay, I don’t want to be alone right now.” 

Kamilah contemplates but as she takes in Amy’s distraught demeanour, her gaze softens and she sighs, “okay.” Amy pushes off her dress, but keeps her bra and panties on as she steps into the shower and begins running the water. A few moments later, Kmailah follows suit, letting her dress join Amy’s on the floor as she steps into the shower half naked. 

Wordlessly Kamilah cups Amy’s face and lets the water begin to wash away the blood, her thumbs tenderly stroking the human’s jaw as she does. Amy, although slightly taken back by the vampire’s sudden benevolence, allows Kamilah to gently caress her face. In return Amy squirts some shower gel into her hands, letting the suds bubble up in her hands before cleaning away the blood on Kamilah’s face. Kamilah tenses, realising her abrupt hesitation, Amy stops but keeps her hands on Kamilah’s face, her eyes searching the vampire’s. When Kamilah doesn’t pull away, she continues rinsing off the blood as the two women soundlessly help each other to clean up, the intensity of the atmosphere being more intimate than any moment shared between them before.

Kamilah senses Amy’s mind drifting and speaks out, “it gets easier.” 

Amy looks up at the vampire, solemnly, “which part, the killing or the guilt?” 

They continue washing off the blood in silence until Kamilah replies, “both.”

Once they are cleaned up, Amy offers Kamilah some of her newer clothes to try on. Kamilah hesitantly but without complaint puts them on before moving towards the front door, when she turns back to look at Amy, Amy can already sense Kamilah’s walls being built back up as her usual cold demeanour takes over. 

“Right, I should be getting back to the council, Vega’s called an emergency meeting.” 

“Do you know what it’s for?” 

Kamilah shakes her head, her voice devastatingly monotone, “most likely to figure out how to spin this story and clean up the mess back at the mansion. According to Vega, amidst the..” she clears her throat and carefully chooses her words, “events of tonight, Marcel was killed by the ferals.” 

Amy gasps, sadness overcoming her senses, “oh my god.”

“Well, for now you need to lay low.” 

“What about Lily? Where is she?” 

“I’m not sure,” Amy sharply draws in her breath but Kamilah lays a hand on her shoulder, “Adrian told me she’s okay.” Amy exhales elatedly. “You need to find her and lay somewhere safe for now. Something tells me that someone was using Nicole as a puppet and your apartment might not be safe for you right now.” At the sound of Nicole’s name Amy tenses, fear creeping up on her. 

“Are you going to tell them?” 

“I promised you I wouldn’t. I’ll….figure it out but for now lay low okay?” 

Amy nods and Kamilah removes her hand from the girl’s shoulder before giving her a curt nod, leaving the human in the apartment. Amy takes out her phone and texts Lily, a few seconds later Lily responds and Amy pin drops a location for Lily to meet her at. 

Eventually she meets with Lily and Jax and Jax gives the girls a tour of the shadowden where the girls meet members of the clanless and seek refuge in the shadowden for a few hours. Eventually a commotion of voices interrupt the tour as they step out to see Kamilah being held by two clanless as the crowd begin cheering and screaming at her presence. When Amy looks at Kamilah she feels a pang of disappointment in her chest as she sees Kamilah has changed back into her regular suit. After some convincing Jax lets the women go and they all go to Kamilah’s office for some privacy after Kamilah explains there has been a development in the recent attack. 

“Well? What’s going on?” Lily blurts out. Kamilah stalks towards her drinks tray pouring out half a glass of bourbon before downing it in one gulp. “Hello?” 

Kamilah shoots daggers at Lily and the young vampire immediately clamps her mouth shut. “It seems we have an issue.” 

“What’s wrong?” Amy asks and for the first time since Kamilah left Amy’s apartment, she stares directly into the human’s eyes, an unfamiliar glint in her eye. 

“They’re saying it’s Adrian.” Kamilah grits her teeth, her nostrils slightly flaring. 

“What is?” Lily raises an speculative eyebrow at the older vampire. 

“They’re saying he’s behind the attack at the castle.” 

“What? Who the hell is saying that?” Amy speaks out, the anger on her face almost matching the level of Kamilah’s. 

“The council. They’re giving him a trial in a week, to determine if he’s innocent or guilty.” 

“What happens if they think he’s guilty?” 

Kamilah squeezes the glass in her hand, crushing it into pieces as Amy and Lily share a worried glance, “he dies.” 

#playchoices #BloodBound #kamilah sayeed #kamilah x mc #i miss the blood queen so much #hope you guys like this

[kareofbears]

persona 5 strikers thoughts and feelings

This is going to be a long post. Like, the type of post you’d only really have time to read when you’re trying to sleep but you’re not ready to be unconscious yet so you’re just looking for something to do to spend your time with minimal effort. 

So in 2018, a masterpiece was born into the world: Into the Spider-verse was released and it was amazing—it’s honestly the best spiderman movie we have without a doubt, and it’ll be very far into the future before Spider-verse is beaten as the best spiderman movie. Them’s the facts. Then in 2019, Spider-man: Far From Home was dropped. It’s a great movie! Great characters, great continuation of who these characters are and works fantastic as a continuation of a story. It’s really hard trying to take the torch of a previous movie (or in Marvel’s case, juggling twenty something movies) and come up with a new movie that both works on its own, as well as being the next step in this series of films. Thus, with that idea in mind, I think it’s kind of unfair to judge into the spiderverse and far from home, because these are two movies with two completely different objectives in mind. 

Okay, so this is still a persona 5 strikers post, I promise, but the idea is the same: Persona 5 could basically do whatever it wanted—new story, new characters, new everything, and it’s just plain old awesome. However, Persona 5 strikers did not have that sort of freedom. It was bound to the original game, and it had its own rules and stuff it had to keep intact, characters they had to work with, and on top of that, it had to justify its existence as a sequel (lets pretend money doesnt exist lmfao). 

SO, the big question is: did it do that? Did it justify its existence? 

And my answer: holy fuck did it ever do that

I came into this game knowing the extreme bare minimum. I knew there was someone named Sophia, and i knew there was roadtrip, and i knew there were Personas. That’s my knowledge of it before i played it on the Switch.  I should also clarify like, early on, that i was not expecting anything from this game. At all. I was the world’s biggest cynic of this game—if you scroll down my p5s tag far enough, youll just see me complaining about a game that hasn’t even come out yet. I was fully expecting to have this be a Waifu show, and any male character that isn’t Akira to just be shoved aside like some kind of nerd in a high school hallway, and i have never been more pleased to be wrong. In fact, i actually owe it an apology, because of how fucking rude i was for no reason!!! Because this game deserves everything to be honest. 

Persona 5 strikers is, frankly, insane. Insane in the sense that it got to pull shit off that just would never have existed in the original game, because the original game is scared. It had to be as impressive as possible and garner as much attention as possible. Strikers does not have that problem—every single person who bought that game does not need to be convinced that persona 5 is a good game. They already played it. That means Atlus can just fuck around and have a good time, and man did they have a good time. There’s still scenes that still shock me if i think about it too hard, because i’m used to atlus having to follow this sort of rule set when it comes to persona 5 (or any of the main games im assuming, but i havent played them.) And on top of that, there’s still shit that’s Atlus Trademarked Branded in a good way. The style of story of story telling, and revealing the mystery that is so integral to what p5 is, is still there. 

So, to make this even a little bit comprehensible, i will make a list! 

First of all, What is this game?

In short, this game is an OVA of an anime. It’s bonus side content that has one thing in mind: to showcase these lovable characters more by putting them in fun situations. That’s it, and it is just phenomenal. That was the main point of, i’d say, like forty hours of the game. It’s just fun times with fun characters. 

But to get deeper of what i think is happening, or what they were thinking during the development, is that this is a second opportunity. Persona 5 (as we all know) had a lot of problems, and we were not quiet about those problems. We yelled it all out, made posts, made complaints on every social media platform ever. And Atlus heard all of them, and Strikers is a way to mitigate those mistakes. Aside from being a fun OVA, Strikers also works to be a deeper exploration of these characters—more specifically, the characters that did not receive much in the original game. Creating this sequel is having the ability to redo what they felt (or to be more specific, we felt) in the original game while adding new ones. I will get to that in a second.  

The format of the game 

Absolutely brilliant to throw them on a road trip. P5V already forced us to experience Shibuya for 200+ hours, and im so glad that they didn’t do that again. Going from town to town, making us experience these new places alongside our favorite characters is so good, and it just makes sense. It’s fun, it’s lighthearted, and it’s actually shockingly good. But one thing i do want to talk about early on is the way the story unfolds and the villains that they use, and what they do with it because it’s very interesting. 

So as we explore japan and stuff, we encounter jails, and with those jails comes an antagonist. This antagonist works to be a parallel to one of our characters. That character will find it in their hearts to feel bad for the antagonist, because the antagonist could have been them had the original game not happen. At first I thought all of the thieves were gonna get an antagonist, and i was really hyped for the ryuji one. And then came to hour forty of the game where i realized “yeah that’s not gonna happen. There’s just not enough time.” And i was right, and the game ended. But i am not salty at all, honestly, because the people who got a direct antagonist were: Ann, Yusuke, and Haru. (we wont count zen and sophie). 

Is there a trend??? Yes. these are all characters in the original game that have received the worst treatment by atlus. The three of them are basically cast aside the minute they finished their original arc, and its horrible! BUT that’s why this is the path that atlus chose for them—to give them more depth, and screentime, and a way to show their inner self. That isn’t to say that the ones who aren’t those three (makoto, futaba, mona, akira, ryuji) didn’t get anything. Futaba still has her thing at the end with ichinose, and she was very prevalent and animated during the rest of the game. Mona and Akira have to be a focal points, that’s just the nature of the game. The other two though, I will talk about in depth in a second.  

Makoto

Y’all i poke fun at shumako fans sometimes cause its kind of easy and fun, but i honestly love makoto. In my very first playthrough of p5 (my first ever jrpg game, first persona game, i had no idea what i was doing), i had only maxed out two characters: ryuji and makoto. And i know she had a lot of screentime and love in the original game which is great, but i truly felt like she was dissed in this game. Her only roles were

A driver

Someone to tell them “we don’t have a choice. Let’s keep going and see where this takes us.” (seriously, if you replay this game, you will see how much she does this)

Idk, i just wish she had more to do, especially compared to how much love they gave the other characters. 

But let’s talk about some of the new characters! 

Zenkichi

Damn you atlus. Damn you and your insistence at bringing in cop characters. I was fully on board with hating zenkichi, i was fucking ready for it. I was convinced that there was nothing they could do convince to like zenkichi. I was immune to their copaganda. 

And then i ended up loving him, which makes me sad a little bit. I didn’t realize how desperate i was to have an adult who has a persona. Someone who wants the world to change just as much as they do, while still having that aspect of them that makes them adult. Like??? As someone who is technically an adult, its a breath of fresh air. An adult. Who fights. For justice. Using a persona. And god i love akane so much, and her obsession with the thieves (that scene is probably in my top ten fave scenes of the game). Also what i loved about zenkichi is that he fucking hates the cops!! He hates the system of the cops!! And thats why i actually really started to love him!! Because i thought it was atlus saying that the systematic problem of the police cannot be solved by one person, and zenkichi threw away his badge. I actually cried at that part!! 

But then he became a cop again, and i was just :/ but as a character, i really love him to bits and would love to do a study on him, or at least use him as an outside pov. But! i absolutely love his persona, since im a les miserables fan hehe

Sophia 

she’s probably my favorite new aspect of the game. I was ready to not like her—again, i just suck like that, lmfao—and when i saw her, i was scared that she was just another waifu. I mean, she was very cute after all. But then as the game went on, i thought she was a little too cute. And even further into the game, i finally slapped myself in the face and realized oh my god shes not a waifu. Shes a sister. 

That blew my mind, im ngl to you. A female character that isn’t supposed to be romanced? By jove, what a miracle! 

And she…is an amazing character. Im sorry, i just love her so much. I love her so much that she  probably ranks as my fifth or sixth favorite character which is surprising even to me. Everything about her is delightful and invigorating. She’s funny??? Her comedic timing is amazing, and she has such chemistry with the rest of the team. She’s actually useful to the plot, and while her character design is a little too on the nose for me in terms of cuteness (i mean, good god she’s wearing oversized sweater to show how cute and tiny she is, and her hair has literal hearts in it), she is absolutely lovable. 

But what i actually really wanna gush about for a second is sophia at the last stage of the game. You get the idea, i dont really like to get excited over things, so at this point i figured that there was nothing this game could do to shock me. 

And then sophia had a persona awakening. 

Like. holy fuck did i yell. I didnt realize what was happening until the music had already kicked in. and its just so fucking smart!!! Sophia??? The ai?? With no heart?? gOT A PERSONA???? AWAKENING??? BECAUSE SHE LEARNED WHAT THE HEART IS AND THE PASSION THAT YOU NEED IN ORDER TO GET A PERSONA??? I started crying honestly, because it was just so smart. And looking back on it now, its obvious!! Of course it would lead to this, it only made sense that the culmination of her character arc leads to her getting a persona, nothing else would have been as good. Also, her voice actor is just amazing?? When she was talking to ichinose at the end, i actually got incredibly emotional because of the line reads. Its just so spot on and it really captures the essence of sophia.

Muah. five stars Atlus. You got me. 

Ryuji <3!!!!

Oh man. Oh boy. Okay. so where do i start. 

Yall know i love him. Hes probably my favorite fictional male character of all time, and he is the one i was the absolute most cynical about in this game. I was expecting literally nothing. Nothing. Like. nothing. I thought he was just gonna keep being used as a joke, or a gag, and he’s gonna be super horny all the time for the other girls and it was gonna make me mad and there was gonna be some insane homophobic/queerphobic jokes in every other scene and i know i was being unfair, but i cant help it. 

And then i played the first two hours of the game, and i cried the entire time. Because ryuji has never been better than he is in this game. Its crazy. 

The ryuji in persona 5 strikers is who ryuji should have been/how he should have been treated this entire time. From the actual funny jokes (for example, the gold bar joke + his reaction to it in the beginning of the game), defending his female friends instead of being the one people need to defend from (natsume arc), and the fact that he was the one to be there with morgana and akira in the very beginning of the game. Its such a small thing that they didnt even need to do, but it was such an integral part of the original game for me, that i just was convinced that nothing like this was going to happen. But then it happened. Its just small stuff like that that could have been overlooked but it wasn’t because this game? Persona 5 strikers? Fucking loves ryuji. 

The actual respect they gave this boy is insane and i wasn't ready for it. Like, they gave the shujin trio lunch, they gave the little charm of the katana when they were in natsume’s jail, and, in my opinion this is the second-best thing that they could have given ryuji is sophia. Ryuji and sophia are the pinnacle of a brother & sister bonding relationship in the game that isn’t akira & futaba. And its really prevalent too?? Small stuff from the beginning of the game (pulling her out of a jail, calling her shorty), but then you have the iconic “shut the fuck up” scene, and that scene was so well characterized and written and voice acted, that somehow him saying “fuck” was the least exciting part of that scene to me. Ryuji is an older brother to her, like its undoubtable, and its only further cemented at the end of the game where Ryuji helps out ichinose because he knows how much sophia cares about her. This game. Love ryuji. And i love. This game. 

You know what else i love? Akiryu. 

Guys. i was fully prepared to starve in terms of akiryu. But theres just. So much of it. I wont get too deep into it, because i think this aspect of the game for me still needs marinate a little bit. Like, what was that last shot when EMMA died and Ryuji walked to approach Akira so they could relish in their victory together?? And the smile from both of them??? What the fuck. That was amazing. Also Joker being saved by Ryuji when he was about to fall from the cliff to save sophia??? WHAT. The LEADER AND HIS RIGHT HAND MAN? WHAT. anyway. If theres anything i want to keep for myself in my own brain, its the akiryu aspect of this game, so i wont talk too much about that part of things (instead, itll probably manifest in fic lmfaooo). 

Sure, there’s tidbits of stuff i dont like that they gave ryuji: sexualizing ann in that one cut scene and making him touch the jails even though it hurts, and i recognize those and frown at them, but for the most part, i am blown away with how they treated him.

Basically, Ryuji has never been better. From the opening of the game with him being the first text message and the one to sling his arm around akira, to the very last cut scene where it was ryuji wordlessly leaving because he’s so confident that they would never be separated for long, this game adores Ryuji and i am so so happy to say that.

The Royal aspect of things

Yeah, i had to talk about this, but itll be a short thing i just wanted to point out. Because the last part of this game...is persona 5 royal. Which is curious. Like taking reality and giving that power to someone else so you dont have to experience suffering anymore? And even like, the final section just looked a lot like the top half of maruki’s palace?? And whats even crazier is that we had a boss fight with sophia, just like how we had a boss fight with sumire? Royal and Strikers have like, the same thesis statement. It’s kind of uncanny.It’s interesting, it’s like atlus came up with these two ideas, and then just decided they liked both of them so much that they just did it twice. I don’t mind though—actually, in terms of how the last Palace/Jails go, i probably like them both about equally. 

Though i did love the final battle in this one more than i did in royal. Splitting into teams?? Thats cool as fuck, and really innovative and i didnt see it coming. It also kicked my ass. A lot. 

Now for the last stretch: the small stuff!

The music — bomb as fuck. In my heart, Daredevil is ranked the same as Rivers. Axe to grind is also amazing, but Daredevil owns me

Akechi — i really debated whether or not to talk about him, but i figured a bullet point should be enough. Im really shocked that he wasnt in this at all. Like not even a name drop. If this is an OVA, and the point of the game is to please the fans, and akechi is arguably the fan favorite character, i was really ready for something. But there was nothing, except for the pancake hallway if that even counts as a reference. Thats it. Thats all i wanted to say about him.

The humour — FUCKING HILARIOUS im convinced that in my fifty hour playtime, five of that is dedicated to me laughing and unable to continue the game 

Akira — so much personality! His lines of dialogue are crazy sometimes (like. Whats up with him saying Ryuji has ‘nice abs’ when they were in bath? Im crazy and even i dont know what the fuck that could mean) 

Battle system — oh my god i almost forgot to talk about this. I love it! I kind of miss the turn based aspect just because i found it very comforting for some reason, but this hack and slash style of gameplay is so invigorating because i do feel like it justifies shit like the baton pass and huge attacks.  This battle system fully encompases how the Phantom Thieves are supposed to fight, you know what i mean?

Anyway, thats my thoughts on strikers. Loved it. Amazing. 9.3/10, wouldve been higher but Konoe’s Jail almost bored me to death. Also im a monster and i didnt do any requests that isn’t a fun one, teehee. As if i play persona 5 for the persona aspect of things.

#cant believe im done #but you know what? #i was actually at peace when i finished it #so i consider that a good healty thing #p5s #alex plays p5s #mine #p5 #my moon and stars #the leader and his right hand man

[barnesandrogersfanfics]

Saving Grace - Part 8

Summary: Steve leaves you and your son to go back to Peggy unaware your pregnant.

Your heartbroken and struggling without Steve until Bucky Barnes steps up to help you out. With you and Bucky growing closer everyday will he be your saving Grace?

"Steve....."

"Hey sweetheart" he said smiling at me and all i could think was...."That fucker is actually smiling at me as if i should be happy to see him!!!".

"You girls okay out there?" I heard Bucky call through teasingly, unaware of what fresh hell we were about to face.

"Is that Buck?....." Steve asked trying to look around me into the house.

"No Buck everything is not okay out here...." i called back shaking my head.

"Ain't you gonna invite me in? Or give me a hug a least?"

"Are you out of your fucking mind???!" i said quietly so Harrison wouldn't hear me "why would i ever do that???"

"I thought you'd be happy to see me..."

"Hey doll, whats wrong?" Bucky came marching through from the kitchen but stopped when he saw his old best friend stood in front of me "What the fuck....."

"Hey Buck"

"You have got some fucking nerve showing up here Steve" Bucky said stepping in front of me at the door.

"I just wanted to see my family..."

"The family you left you mean?"

"I made a mistake...."

Before i even realised what happened Bucky lunged towards Steve punching him in the face, it took Steve by surprise so much that he fell back on his ass.

"I would've done that sooner but i couldn't hit an old man"

"Okay.... i deserved that" Steve nodded getting to his feet brushing himself down "Y/N.... please can we talk?"

"I've got nothing to say to you Steve"

"What about Harrison? I wanna see my son"

"Tough shit! You need to leave, you shouldn't have come here Steve..... haven't you hurt us enough"

"Baby I'm so sorry, please..." he reached for me but i shoved him back as hard as possible.

"Don't!....don't you touch me. And don't call me baby!" I said through gritted teeth as i poked his chest "you should go before Wanda gets here, trust me when i say Bucky went easy on you compared to what she'll do"

"Too late" Bucky chuckled seeing Wanda pull into the driveway.

"Oh shit..." i heard Steve mumble under his breath as the red haired woman practically flew out of the car.

"What are you doing here!!!!.... you have got some nerve Steve Rogers!"

"Wanda i just wanted my family back"

"YOUR FAMILY!??..... you mean the family you abandoned for some piece of ass you liked a 100 years ago?!!!"

"I know. I know i fucked up...."

A flash of red suddenly hit Steve in the chest sending him sprawled across the lawn.

"Wanda.... Wanda stop" i said stepping up and taking her hand "his not worth it, go inside and see the kids"

"Your not wanted here" she said to Steve looking at him in disgust before disappearing inside.

"Just go Steve" i said shaking my head as i turned to go inside.

"She said kids....what did she mean by that?...."

"Nothing that concerns you"

"Peter told me you were pregnant" Steve said quickly making me turn to face him again "is it mine?"

"No she's not"

"She's mine" Bucky stepped up pulling me into his side to hold me close.

"What?? Are you telling me you two are together???" Steve asked sounding winded by the blow he received from Wanda.

"Yeah we are"

"How could you?! His my best friend!!....Bucky you went after my girl?"

"I cant even deal with you Steve...... you have no right what so ever to get pissed at us!! YOU LEFT US!!!" I yelled.

"Mama?" I heard Harrison say from behind suddenly, followed by Wanda who was holding Grace "Sweetie come back inside please" Wanda said to him but he was stood staring at Steve.

"Wow.... his got so big.... hey pal" Steve smiled at his son who was clutching his dinosaur teddy close "Why don't you come give your dad a hug huh?"

"No!" Harrison said before rushing to Bucky who scooped him up in his arms.

"Its okay buddy, lets go inside" Bucky rubbed his back gently. Steve looked heart broken at the rejection of his son but it was no one else's fault but his own.

"Go home Steve" Bucky said before leading us all back inside.

I was pacing the kitchen feeling the rage coursing through my body, Wanda was sat with the kids in the living room while Bucky stood looking out the kitchen window with his arms crossed over his chest.

"Is he still out there?"

"Yep, just leaning against his car" Bucky grumbled "i just wanna go out there and smash his face in!"

"I know but its not worth it Buck" i said walking over to him, i pulled at his arms making him unfold them so i could wrap myself around him, his arms automatically pulling me against him.

"You okay doll?" He asked pressing a kiss to the top of my head.

"Not at all.... but being in your arms helps" i sighed "Opening that door and seeing him looking like that.... was like a punch to the face"

"I bet, i can't believe he had the nerve to show up here unannounced expecting you to be happy to see him.... always was a punk" he said as his hand stroked up and down my back.

"Somethings never change huh?"

"Well, somethings do.... how does he even look like him again anyway?"

"If i had to guess? The Quantum Realm...."

"But how? I thought they used that for time travel"

"Yeah but when they were first trying to work out how to travel back in time, before Tony showed up and saved the day, Bruce got it wrong.... ended up pushing time through Scott instead of Scott through time. Its all really complicated trust me.... long story short he turned Scott into various different ages"

"Wow...."

"Thats the only thing that makes sense to me"

"But why now...Why has he only done this now?"

"Because Peggy died?.... his all alone again.... maybe he wants to see how different his life would be with us now his experienced his dream life with her!"

"Maybe" he nodded suddenly looking more concerned than angry.

"What is it Buck?"

"Its just.... Steve's back now and i..."

I looked up at Bucky and smiled, reaching up on my tiptoes i kissed him.

"I love you Bucky, him coming back doesn't change anything with us"

"You sure doll?.... what about Harrison and Grace?"

"You saw Harrison's reaction to seeing Steve, he run to you Buck. And Grace is yours remember" i shrugged "i wont let Steve tear this family apart"

"Me either".

After sharing a deep and passionate kiss i reluctantly pulled myself out of Bucky's arms to go check on the kids and Wanda while Bucky called Sam to get him to come get Steve. Harrison was sat next to Wanda on the sofa watching his cartoons while Grace was sleeping in her arms.

"Hey Wan, thanks for watching them" i smiled at my friend sitting down in the armchair next to her.

"Its not a problem, how are you doing sweetheart?"

"Okay considering" i scoffed "why couldn't he just stay away? Does he enjoy messing with my head?"

"I don't think Steve even knows what he wants" she said sadly.

"Thats the problem really isn't it, its always what Steve wants. He wanted to be with her....so he left us. Now He wants us so he turns up expecting a warm welcome???.... I'm so angry Wanda. I think I'm more angry now then when he left us"

"Thats understandable"

"Things are so good with Bucky at the moment as well.... i can see his worried that I'm gonna go running back to Steve now his back" i said wiping a tear from my face "id never do that, i really do love him Wan. I thought i loved Steve but what i feel for Bucky.... god its so much more.... and thats even before the sex"

Wanda chuckled "i honestly love the two of you together. Your relationship is stronger on an emotional level, but im guessing your looking forward to the physical stuff huh?"

"Wanda!" I laughed gasping in shock.

"What? Have you forgotten what you told me that day at the BBQ....not only did you tell me but i got a look inside that dirty mind of yours Y/N....and let me just say, wow!"

"Believe me i haven't forgotten!" I threw my head back with a moan "Its so much worse now!"

"Oh really?"

"So much worse!" I laughed looking over at her "I'm so glad your good with the kids because as soon as I've recovered from giving birth, you are babysitting so i can have some alone time with that man of mine"

"Just say the word and I'm there!" She smiled.

"What are you ladies gossiping about now?" Bucky came walking into he living room and perched on the arm of my chair.

"Nothing...."

"Oh really?" He raised his eyebrows teasingly making me blush.

"You heard all of that didn't you?"

"You bet your ass i did, i didn't mean to its just I've got good hearing"

"Hmm okay"

"I want to hear more about what happened at the BBQ though"

"I'll tell you later"

"You better!" he smirked before reaching down to kiss me.

"Fine. So is Sam on his way?"

"Yep he wont be long"

"Good, i want him gone. Its weird that his just standing there, I'm not letting him in so I'm not sure what his doing".

"Probably hoping you'll feel bad for him and let him in" Wanda said rolling her eyes.

"Not gonna happen!" I scoffed, why would i feel sorry for him.... he made his bed now he had to deal with consequences.

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Title TBD

I really need to figure out a title for this but I’m so bad at them...anyways this is still introductory ( i promise its relevant and everything will be coming soon). Im not gonna lie yall, this already has 40 parts and I’m at 60K words. The chapters with the whole crew have so far pretty much followed the 2 movies to the letter, a few minor changes to include reader but its still a good read. Any who, enough with my ramblings. Enjoy it!!

Word Count-2619

Warnings-Insults, Cursing, Verbal Abuse, Jim’s in a holding cell

Summary- You get accepted to Starfleet, but some circumstances aren’t making it easy.

You wake up to the sound of your stepfather screaming and groan, pulling the pillow over your head and pressing it against your ears futilely, before getting out of bed.

Heading down the stairs only heightens the shouting and your growing irritation.

“-not leaving! I am not going to pay for that useless, no good daughter of yours to waste four years at a college when she's just going to end up partying and getting kicked out. She's just going to end up in a bunch of dead end jobs and trying to move back in with us,” you hear him say to your mother over the phone.

You watch as he throws a torn envelope into the trash and storm outside, letting the door slam behind him, to scream some more.

Peeking your head into the bag, the first thing you see is the Starfleet insignia.

You snatch it out quickly and rush back up to your room to read it.

As you unfold the letter and put the two halves side by side on your desk you hear Jim slip into your room.

“What was he screaming at this time?” He asks groggily.

“I got a reply from Starfleet,” you whisper disbelievingly.

His eyes widen and he walks up behind you, hands on your shoulders.

“Blah, blah, blah. Accepted,” you mutter happily.

“That’s amazing! What program?”

You run your fingers down the page until you hit the last paragraph.

On behalf of the Academy we are proud to have someone with your aptitude attend whichever program you decide will be the best fit for you.

You take a deep breath and smile back at your brother. “I did it. I’m going to the Academy.”

He kisses the top of your head. “I’m proud of you sis…” he says, trailing off.

“But?” You sigh, knowing that was where he was going with that sentence.

“But, from how it sounds Jack’s not gonna let you leave.”

“Ah ha. That is where you are wrong sir,” you tell him, smirking. “You see, I-”

“Have a plan,” he cuts off. “So what is it?”

“I’m so glad you asked.”

“Yeah, I bet you are,” he grumbles. “And now I have to be a part of it.”

“Don't worry about that brother mine. You always were. So, he said that he’s not paying for me to move all the way there, which I’m not worried about because I have enough set aside and I’ll be getting a job when I get there, but he never said anything about me moving out somewhere else.”

“So your whole plan hinges on him not finding out you're leaving for the Academy?” He questions.

“Exactly,” you tell him smiling.

“Uh huh. And what about when he finds out that the letter is missing?” He challenges, pointing to said letter.

“Easy,” you grab the padd from your drawer and take a picture of the letter. “I put it back and go to town to print out this,” you shake the padd at him, “from the library and use it.”

Jim shakes his head. “Do you have a plan for everything?”

You deliberate for a moment before shrugging, nodding your head. “Pretty much, yeah.”

He pulls you into a hug. “I’m really gonna miss you, (Y/N).”

You bury your head in his chest and squeeze him tightly. “I’m gonna miss you too. That's why you should apply.”

He gives you one last kiss and pulls away from you. “I can't. I’m not like you. I wouldn't like it.”

Sighing you shake your head. “I think you're wrong Jim,” you mutter.

“Let's get you packed. When do you leave?”

You look back and find your departure date. “Friday, tomorrow. They're having a meet and greet on Saturday and giving us the weekend to settle in. How nice of them,” you half joke.

“So you've got a day and a half.”

“Yup. Enough time to enact phase one of my plan.”

“And that is…”

“You're not gonna like it,” you tell him with a strained smile.

He just motions for you to continue.

“I've got to get into an argument with Jack.”

He takes a deep breath and runs a hand through his hair. “Great. About what?”

“Anything but the Academy. He can't even begin to think that’s an option.”

Jim nods. “Fine. But if he even tries to touch you I’m gonna knock his ass out.”

You smile at him and nod. “I think I could live with that.”

“You ready to go pick a fight then?” He asks you, reaching for your door.

“As ready as I’ll ever be.” You take a deep breath and walk out of your room, letter in your hand. “I guess I’ll start it tonight. Make sure everything is already set up and ready to go. I’ll probably be gone in the morning,” you tell him as you both sneak down the stairs.

“I’ll take you there. There’s no way I’m letting you leave without a real goodbye.”

“I knew you wouldn't,” you tease, smiling at him.

You put the acceptance letter back into the trash where you find it before moving further into the kitchen, making breakfast for you and Jim.

“Oh look who’s finally up,” Jack sneers as he walks back in. “Think you two lazy freeloaders could have slept any later?”

“Probably could have, but we decided we’d get up and grace you with our presence,” you snap back, giving him the most sarcastic smile you can manage. “Feel free to thank us at any time.”

“Why you ungrateful-” he mutters, glaring at you.

“What was that?” You ask, turning to face him fully with a knife in your hand.

He eyes you then the knife before huffing. “Like you actually know how to use that. All you can do with it is what you were made to do. Cook. And you can barely do that.”

Jim bolts up out of his seat and glares at Jack before turning and fuming out of the room, fists clenched at his sides.

You spin the knife in your hand and stab it into the island. “Make your own damn breakfast, asshole,” you say before following Jim out to the backyard.

“Well it sure was easier to pick a fight than I was expecting,” you try to joke.

Jim’s jaw clenches and his breathing is ragged.

You sigh and hand him the keys to your bike that you had snagged off of the table beside the door.

“Go. Take a drive. Calm down for a bit then come back. I promise I’ll keep away from him until then.”

He levels you with an unconvinced look, before you push him towards the garage.

“Go. I need to pack anyways.”

“Fine,” he grits out. “I’ll be back soon.”

You pat his shoulder and wait until he hauls ass down the driveway to make your way back inside.

“Where's he going?” Jack demands as soon as you walk inside.

“Far far away,” you mutter before heading up the stairs, packing everything you need in two duffle bags before shoving them under your bed until you have to go.

After the sun had set you started to worry. Normally Jim would have been back by now, or he would have called you.

You pull on a sweatshirt and climb out of your window. Crouching low, you carefully make your way to the edge of the slight overhang and sit down, letting your legs dangle over as you turn, hands gripping onto the gutter, to lower yourself down.

As you drop you let your knees bend and hold your arms out so you won't fall over.

You head towards the garage quickly and pull out your phone, dialing Jim.

“Dammit Jim. Answer the phone,” you mutter as it rings.

He doesn't. It goes to voicemail.

Sighing you scroll through your contacts to find someone who might know where he was.

“Let’s try Julia,” you mutter and hit call.

It rings a few times but she finally picks up.

“Hello?”

“Hey Julia, it’s (Y/N).”

“Oh. Hi.”

You roll your eyes. “Look I was just calling to see if you knew where Jim was.”

“Why would I know? I don't talk to him anymore. Not after graduation anyways.”

“Alright,” you massage your forehead. “Do you have any of his friends numbers?”

“Nope,” she says and hangs up.

You pull the phone away from your ear and watch as the screen goes back to your contacts. “Bitch,” you mutter as you scroll back through the names.

Groaning you decide to call Matt.

“Hey there, sweetheart,” he says, picking up after the first two rings.

“Hey Matty. I need your help.”

“Yeah sure, what's up?”

“Could you call around and try to see if anyone’s seen or heard from Jim? He left this morning and I’m starting to worry about him.”

“Course. I’ll call you when I’ve got something,” he promises before hanging up.

You turn the ringer on your phone up all the way before climbing into the vintage Chevelle that you had been fixing up.

There was still plastic where the back windows were supposed to be and the dashboard cover was missing but the engine was set and in place and it was the only other car you had the keys to, so she would have to work.

You took off down the driveway and headed into town, keeping an eye out for anywhere your bike could have been parked.

After passing by Jim’s third possible hangout Matty called you back.

You pull over and answer the phone.

“Please tell me you found him? Cause I’m coming up empty out here,” you practically beg.

“Yeah, (Y/N). I found him. And you're not gonna like it.”

You groan before taking a deep breath. “Where?”

“The station. Apparently he got into a fight at one of the bars. My guy said they called your stepdad and he told them that he could stay there and rot for all he cared.”

“Thanks Matt. I owe ya one.”

He laughs. “This one's on the house. Go get your brother. They're waiting for you to get there.”

“Thanks again,” you sigh.

The line goes dead and you hit the steering wheel, screaming profanities at your stepdad.

After calming down a bit you make your way to the police station and walk in. Asking for them to release Jim.

A few officers bring him out to you and make you promise that you'll keep him out of trouble.

You tell them you'll do your best and practically drag your brother down the stairs and to the car.

“Ow, ow, ow,” Jim mutters as you pull him, hand on his shoulder. “Dammit (Y/N) that hurts.”

You let him go. “Where’s my bike?” You seethe.

“Yeah, I’m fine, thanks for asking,” he says, rolling his eyes.

You throw his wallet at him. “Did they take my bike to the impound lot?!”

“No! I was in the bar when I got into the fight. Your bike’s outside of Poll’s Pool.”

“Get in the car,” you bark as you slide into the driver's seat.

“I don't like riding with you when your angry,” he pouts, stooping down to look at you through the window.

You send him a sideways glare. “Get in the car or you can walk your ass all the way back home.”

“Or I could walk back to the bar and take your bike back home,” he challenges.

“With what keys?” You question, holding up the set that you had given him earlier today.

“Maybe I’ll just hotwire it.”

“Good luck getting through the solid engine cover I welded on there.”

He groans and pulls the door open, sliding in and closing it before crossing his arms over his chest.

You start the car and head back to the bar where he was arrested.

“Do you really have a solid cover over the engine?” He asks on the way there.

You can't help but laugh a little. “No I didn't. But I changed the colors of the wire covers so that no one but me knows what colors are what wires. Best way to keep someone from taking it is to confuse them before they even start.”

He can't help but grin. “My genius sister.”

“And my idiot brother,” he rolls his eyes at this. “No seriously, Jim. What am I going to do with you? After tomorrow there's gonna be no one to bail you out of fights. No one to pick you up from a holding cell. You really need to be more careful,” you tell him in all seriousness.

He shrugs and leans over, ruffling your hair. “Don't worry about me. I’ll be fine.”

“Fine my ass. You're gonna get your sorry ass locked up if you keep doing stupid shit like this.”

“Like you don't do stupid shit all the time. Like disabling the principles car? Or setting the scoreboard at the football field to scream insults at the players instead of announcing the score? Oh, or how about when you cut the fuel line to Jack’s truck and left him stranded 30 miles outside of town?”

“The difference is that I didn't get caught James! You go around and get into fights. You draw a crowd and get yourself in trouble! I don't!”

You pull into the parking lot and cut the car off.

“I know that you don't always get into fights for the hell of it,” you say softly. “I just want you to try and be more careful when it comes to getting into them. And try not getting yourself hurt as often,” you point to the cut above his eye. “I won't be able to patch you up from the academy,” you try to joke.

He nods. “I’ll try not to. But I make zero promises,” he says, smiling at you.

“I’ll honestly take what I can get from you at this point,” you laugh.

You step out of the car. “I’ll let you drive her. Try not to break her. I’ve got enough left to do as it is.”

“I’ll take it real slow with her,” he teases, sliding over into the driver's seat and patting the top of the steering wheel.

“Yeah I bet you will,” you mutter as you walk over to your bike, pulling it alongside Jim. “I’ll follow you out. Make sure you don't try to drive off somewhere.”

“Wouldn't dream of it,” he winks before backing out of the parking lot.

The ride home is fairly quiet until you get into the garage.

Jack comes storming out of the house as you walk towards the back door.

“Where the hell have you two been? Who gave you permission to leave? Cause I sure as hell didn’t and your mother’s not here.”

You roll your eyes and push past him. “Well from what I heard you told the cops to keep Jim. But I’m eighteen. I can do whatever I want.”

He grabs your arm and pulls you back to him.

“The hell you can. You still live in my house, which means you follow my rules,” he sneers, squaring up to you.

You hold your hand out to stop Jim from doing anything.

“Yeah? Well maybe I’ll leave. What then asshole? Then you can’t control me.”

He laughs in your face. “You wouldn’t be able to make it. You’ve got no money and no place to go. You’d be back here begging on your knees to come back and live here in two weeks, maybe less.”

“Wanna bet?” You say, glaring at him.

He glares back and you pull away from him.

“I’ll be gone in the morning.”

He smirks at you. “We’ll see.”

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Shadows of the Yiga | Chapter 9

“He lives.” Sera had a cup of coffee in hand and she paused beside Link’s desk. She sipped at it, regarding Link over the mug, and smiled. “Thought maybe you had run off to fight some bad guys.” She shrugged. “That’s what I told Wally, anyway.”

“It’s Walt!” Walt shouted from somewhere in the office.

Sera rolled her eyes and grinned.

Link, however, had his attention on his phone at the group text he had apparently been dragged into. He spent most of the morning watching the messages silently, offering no input. Though they had all moved out of the city over the last five years and were now in various locations across Hyrule, Revali had managed to convince them to come home for a couple of weeks so they could all get together. He wasn’t quite sure why Revali would be around and simply assumed he was probably brought to the city for some sort of work related thing (though he never actually knew what kind of work Revali did). But Urbosa confirmed she could get some time off to come back, mentioning that she was due for a visit with her mother and Riju, and Daruk had no boxing matchings any time soon, freeing up his schedule as well.

Mipha had hardly said much throughout the text, but when she did respond, she confirmed what she had told Link earlier - that she would be moving back home to begin a residency in the city. When it was all settled that they would each be around, they tried to make plans, but still, Link did not weigh in, and Mipha was not any more present in the conversation than he was. Revali did not hesitate to vocalizing his annoyance with them in the group messaging, stating outright that they should ‘get the fuck over shit.’ This brought Urbosa to their defences briefly, but not without an attempt at making them both feel guilty since they hadn’t all been together in quite some time.

“Trouble in paradise?” Sera inquired.

“Mipha’s moving back,” Link said simply.

Sera raised a brow. “Oh? Why?”

“Got a job.”

“Ah.” Sera smiled. “That’s nice.”

Link narrowed his gaze on her. “No, it’s not,” he said stubbornly. “She could work anywhere she wants, but she gave up all her offers to come here.”

“To be with you!”

Link pulled his gaze away, fuming quietly. “It’s stupid,” he muttered.

“You’re such a child,” Sera said with a sigh. “You two need to get together and talk things out.”

“I don’t think so,” Link said.

“Typical man.” Sera rolled her eyes. She sipped her coffee, winking at him over the brim, then left him alone at his desk.

Link turned his gaze back to his phone as more messages popped up. He dismissed them, then unlocked his phone and opened a new message, selecting one of his contacts.

drinks tonight?

It took awhile for the response to come through, but when it did, he smiled.

oh, hey. im good. thanks for asking.

miss you too.

:) i guess it has been a while. how about 8?

*****

Link found a chance to sneak out of work early and he took it without hesitation, even getting home before Aryll, though he was sure she would be home soon after him. According to her earlier text to him, she was staying after to play catch up on the one measly day she missed. Despite her apparent rebellious stage, she was still eager to be a better student than Link was. He was relieved about that. Her good grades would help - hopefully - help land her a decent scholarship and at least give her a slight chance at being able to go to college, because there was no way in hell he would be able to help her get there.

Despite everything he had done over the years, he always knew it would never be enough to get her further in life after high school. It wasn’t enough that he had been able to keep a roof over her head and keep the pizza in constant supply. He wanted more for her. More than what he ever had. But the overdue bills, the unpaid mortgage - all the opened envelopes with the red warning ink across their pages reminded him that there was nothing more he could possibly do for her.

Link didn't look up when Aryll came through the door, though she greeted him cheerfully. Torn envelopes and unfolded pieces of paper were scattered across the table, and Link had his chin in his hand, staring at them. Aryll sat in the empty chair across from him and put her own chin in her hands, her head cocked to the side slightly. Her eyes moved from the bills, to her brother, and she frowned.

“Is something wrong?”

Link gathered the papers up quickly and shook his head. He leaned back in his seat and offered her a smile. “How was school?”

Aryll rolled her eyes. “Same as it is every day.”

Link nodded his head once. “Cool.”

“You don't have to worry,” she said with a smirk. “I get much better grades than you did.”

Link stood, taking the papers with him. “Good.”

Aryll's lips twisted to the side. “Want to get pizza for dinner?”

“I was thinking Ramen.”

Aryll slunk back against the chair. “Ramen is what poor college kids eat.”

“Good practice for your future.” He tossed the bills onto the counter where he hoped he could ignore them for a little longer and turned to the fridge.

“I get to go to college?”

Link stared into the fridge longer than necessary. His first instinct was to grab a beer, but he was supposed to be going to the bar in a couple hours. “Not likely.”

Aryll bit her thumb nail for a moment. “That's okay,” she said. “I can just work with you on the ranch. I like the animals.” She paused in thought for a moment. “I could be a vet.”

“Not without a college degree,” Link commented, still staring into the fridge.

“Right.” She pinched her lips together. “That's okay. Why spend money on school when I can just go right to work?”

“You want to shovel shit for a living?”

“Well, when you put it that way.” Aryll sighed. She stood up, hesitating as she tried to think of another conversation to have with her brother. “I heard Mipha is home.”

“Hm. Yeah.”

“You never told me. Are you guys going to get together?”

Link shrugged. “Probably not.”

Aryll frowned. “Your face is going to freeze, Moron.”

Link grabbed a beer anyway and straightened, closing the door. “We could only hope.”

Aryll watched as her brother opened it and leaned against the counter. A dozen or so empties were scattered through the kitchen and living room, not yet disposed of. She sighed. “Okay. Well. I have to get started on my homework. I'll come out and make Ramen later.”

Link lifted his beer towards her. “Have fun. I’m going out.”

Aryll was not surprised by this, and her frown deepened. She had hoped after their day off together, things would be different, but she saw now that that was a foolish wish. Nothing would change. Certainly not overnight.

“Alright,” she said simply, her lips twisting to the side. “See ya later.” She turned and made her way into her bedroom, pulling out her phone and falling backwards onto her bed. She tapped on the awaiting text message from Mipha.

idk, she had said in response to Aryll’s request that she come over. i dont think its a good idea.

Aryll typed back. he wont be home. hes going out.

out? came Mipha’s reply.

hes hardly ever home. he goes to the bar a lot.

what do u do?

eat ramen.

ill bring pizza.

Aryll smiled. She was glad that, despite the strained relationship between Mipha and Link, Mipha still talked to her, even looked out for her. And she missed Mipha. She missed all of them.

*****

It was earlier then eight when Link got to the bar. After Aryll had disappeared into her room, Link felt overwhelmingly alone, and he couldn’t stand to be in the house a second longer than necessary. He found comfort in Kit’s bar, in his usual seat in the corner, watching as Kit busied himself with his patrons while occasionally stopping by to chat casually with Link. It was promptly eight when his guest arrived, punctual as she had always been, and this brought a smile to his face as she slid into the empty seat beside him.

“You know, I can’t exactly be seen getting drunk at a bar.” Zelda said.

Link glanced over at her and grinned. She was wearing a pair of jeans with rips at the knee that she likely bought like that. A loose, plaid shirt hung over her delicate frame, and her blonde hair was in a ponytail which was pulled through a snap back and pulled low over her forehead, as if in an attempt to cover part of her face and keep her from being recognized.

“That’s cute,” he said. “Is that the new royal fashion?”

“Shut up,” she muttered.

“You didn’t have to come out,” he said with a shrug, and he took a sip of his beer.

“I kinda did,” she said. She nodded her head in greeting when Kit met her gaze. “It’s not like you have any other friends around to drink with.”

“I don’t need friends to drink,” Link said. “In fact, I am proficient at drinking alone.”

“Well, well, well,” Kit said as he approached their corner of the bar. He slid a beer over to Zelda. “Slumming it with the rest of us, Your Highness?”

“Hello, Kit,” Zelda said with a sigh.

“It’s been a while,” he said with a grin. “Last time you came by, you were still just a wee little princess.”

“I didn’t miss you,” she said dryly.

“Oh, come on, yes you did.” He took Link’s empty glass and replaced it. “How’s life as the supreme ruler?”

“Am I a Marvel villain, now?”

Kit rolled his eyes and left them alone to tend to other patrons.

“What do you see in that guy?” she said.

Link shrugged. “He gives me beer.”

“Sounds like a pretty solid friendship,” Zelda said with a nod.

“I think so.”

“So, is this what we’re doing tonight?” she asked. “Getting trashed?”

“Isn’t it what we do best?”

Zelda smiled. “It’s been a long time since I sat here getting drunk with you.”

“Good times.”

“It’s dangerous,” she said.

Link regarded her at the corner of his eye. “I live for danger.”

She smiled down at her beer. Before she could speak, Kit returned to them.

“So,” he started. “Is this going to be one of those nights where I call you a cab and send you on your way?”

“Why not?” Zelda said. “I came here to drink, and I’m gonna do it right.” She lifted her bottle at Kit in toast, then quickly finished it and set it on the counter, tapping with her fingers.

Kit grinned. “I don’t get it,” he said. “What sad life does the queen of Hyrule have to drink away?”

“Beer,” she said simply. When Kit returned with her drink, she continued. “Wouldn’t you like to know?”

“Yes,” Kit said frankly. “Yes, I would. I am the bartender, after all. I’m a cheap therapist for you sad sacks.” He cleaned a glass absentmindedly. “I know all Link’s problems.”

“I’m sure you don’t know them all,” Zelda said. She wiggled her eyebrows at him.

“Oh, I sense secrets,” he said, leaning in closer to them. “Spill.”

“There are no secrets,” Link said in an annoyed tone.

Kit frowned. “But I wanna know,” he whined.

“There’s not enough alcohol in the world,” Zelda said.

Kit straightened and grinned. “Challenge accepted.” He moved across the bar, tending to a couple more patrons, and returned shortly after with four more bottles of beer. “Drink up!”

Zelda narrowed her eyes at him for a moment, then shrugged. “Well, that’s what we came to do,” she said.

As the night wore on, Kit continued to provide the beer, and from time to time, he brought over three shots, and the three of them toasted to whatever ridiculous ideas came to mind before taking their respected shots.

“Yer not a very good bahtendah,” Zelda said as she almost slammed the shot glass down onto the counter. “Drinkin’ ya own s-s-supply.”

“Hey,” Kit said, pointing a finger at her. “That’s how the best bartenders do it.”

Zelda snorted, then broke out into laughter.

“How you think ‘e stays in… in, uh, in store?” Link asked.

“In business?” Kit said with a raised brow.

Link pointed at him. “Aye. Yeah. This guy’s got it.”

Kit rolled his eyes. “So, do I get secrets, now?” Kit said, leaning in eagerly.

Zelda sighed and nodded. “Ahright,” she said. “I’ll tell ya.”

“This better be good,” Kit said.

Link nodded. “So good.”

Zelda put her palm down on the table. “Onccce upon a time.” She paused to burp, then giggled. Her expression turned serious after a moment and she continued. “There was a beautiful Goddess -”

“I don’t want the PBS special,” Kit said. “Get to the good stuff.”

“But,” Zelda started with a frown. “You gotta understand the back story!”

Kit sighed. “Fine. Hit me.”

“The Goddess Hylia,” Zelda continued. She lowered her voice for a moment. “She was so pretty.” She hiccuped, then continued. “She had to like, you know, you know Hylia, right? She had to save the world.”

Kit nodded. “Uh huh, yup. Hylia and her Chosen Hero. A classic love story.”

Zelda giggled. “It’ss true,” she said. “They so wanna bang.”

“I’m sure they did,” Kit said. “Thrilling.”

“But,” Zelda said, holding a finger in the air. “Like. We.” Her finger moved to gesture between her and Link. “We’re like. Them. You know?” She pointed to her chest. “I am, like, a descendant of Hylia. Her power is, like, inside of me. She is in me.”

“That’s what she said,” Kit said with a grin.

Zelda pointed to her head. “No, for real. She’s like. Totally in there.” She then pointed at Link’s head. “And like, the spirit of her lover boy, is in there.” She moved her finger to poke at Link’s nose. Link rolled his eyes at her, but said nothing.

“That sounds pretty gay,” Kit said. “He’s inside you right now, isn’t he, Link?”

“You’re stupid,” Zelda hissed at Kit. “They’re totally in love with each other.”

Kit raised a brow. “They are? Or you two are?”

Zelda snorted and rolled her eyes. “Goddess, no, Kit. Duh. Ew. Ugh.”

“I’m flattered,” Link said. “That’s the kindest thing she’s ever said about me.”

“So, what?” Kit continued. “What’s the secret?”

Zelda shrugged. “They love each other. And sometimes.” She paused.

“Sometimes you feel warm and fuzzy for Link?” Kit grinned.

“Link smells,” Zelda said, crossing her arms. She leaned in closer to Kit. “He has cooties.”

“With all due respect, Your Highness,” Kit said. “You are a complete child.”

Zelda grinned.

“So, you come here to drink and silence your love for each other?”

Zelda raised her empty beer bottle at kit. “I feel warm and fuzzy. Make it stop.”

Link put his head down on the counter. It felt cool against his skin. “Me too.”

Kit shook his head. “You guys are so weird.” But he turned to fetch them more beer. When he returned, he leaned against the counter, patting Link’s head for a moment. “Silence those demons, you two crazy kids.”

#soty #soty9 #shadows of the yiga #loz #botw #fic #fanfic #legend of zelda #breath of the wild

[marvel-mega]

Neighbors (Peter Parker x reader)

authors note: hey guys this is one of my older fics that I forgot to post I guess? hope you guys like it !

word count: 2885

You had been neighbors with peter since elementary school but it wasn't until seventh grade that you realized your windows lined up. One day while you were doing homework on a desk that conveniently looked out that exact window peter threw some pebbles to get your attention. ‘Um, Hi?’ you said confused why this cute boy tried getting your attention. ‘I’m P-peter.’ ‘Hi Peter. I’m (Y/N).’ you smiled hoping a friendship came from this small interactions.’ What school are you gonna go to in the fall, (Y/N)?’ ‘Uh Hardy Middle School. What about you peter?’ You kept saying his name hoping you won't forget it as a way to remind yourself that this was real. ‘Me too!’ “Ugh awesome I don't have very many friends.’ ‘I'll be your friend, (Y/N).’ and the rest is history. Or maybe it could be more?

‘PETERRRRRRRR’ you yelled from your window truly not caring who heard. ‘If you don’t get up I will leave without you.’ you said in your normal tone. ‘Peter appeared disheveled at the window ‘I’M UP ‘ you just turn away your cheer uniform fluttering around you.

Peter wanted to tell you, that you looked beautiful. You see this was the first day of junior year for you guys’. Peter, in his opinion didn’t really changed much well expect that he was spiderman and he has been for about two years but he physically looked the same. (Y/N)...uh blossomed this past summer, she lost a few pounds but gained a few in places Peter can’t admit to his conscious that he stared at. And you seemed to be popular? Which was a gross stereotype like the popular girl and the nerd, but that what people categorized (Y/N) and Peter. (Y/N) was always beautiful to Peter but no one really noticed then she tried out for the cheer team sophomore year and everyone loved her, then that’s when people started noticing. Girls assumed (Y/N) and Peter were dating and the guys well the guys just ignored Peter’s existence or tried to be his friend to get to (Y/N). No matter how many times you told Peter you didn’t care what other people thought, Peter still felt insecure? Scared? Anxious? He couldn't really pinpoint what he was feeling but Peter’s other good friend Ned told him that he was feeling scared and nervous about losing (Y/N) to the ‘pop’. Which is what Ned calls people at your school with public social media accounts and lots of followers.

Y/N pov

You felt so nervous you kept smoothing over your skirt. You didn’t notice how this all happened. The ‘pop invasion into your life’ as Ned said to me many times before, it’s like one day i was playing ‘Star Wars’ trivia game with Peter and Ned then the next you were rushing off to ‘summer cheer’ practice. Your mom pressured you into doing cheer by saying motivating things like ‘Your thighs look bigger’ or my personal favorite ‘you don’t think you’re a little fatter than freshman year? I’m not sure Peter likes fat girls’. So you got moving you worked your ass off and you got on the team! You were ecstatic not only because you worked so hard but because the girls on the team really liked you! But this was the year your newly found confidence would help you make a move on Peter. You’d rejected pretty much all the guys that asked you out. Normally saying you had something to do with Peter.Your friends on the team said that Peter liked you back but you weren’t sure the girls were good friends to you but come on Peter Parker did not have a crush on me you thought as you drove you and peter to school.

Peter’s pov

I, Peter Parker, have a crush on (Y/N). Ned thinks the feelings are mutual but come on (Y/N) (Y/L/N) did not have a crush on me you thought as you pulled up to school with her. ‘Here we go Pete.`` She said then took a deep breath and reached out for your hand. (Y/N) didn’t like to talk about her emotions very often so when she explained her anxiety Peter was a bit taken back but after thinking back to (Y/N) hating going to social events or the night before the first day of school not being able to sleep. So right now she held Peter’s hand to help with that anxiety not any emotional attraction okay Peter? She just needs a friend right now. The two walked in and couldn’t contrast against each other more Peter had a shirt with an elemental joke and (Y/N) looking strikingly beautiful in her yellow and blue cheer uniform.

Fast forward to that Friday

It was the end of sixth period and Peter and (Y/N) were walking to (Y/N)’s car. ‘Peter im nervous out of my wits for the game today!’ (Y/N) was bouncing on her heels that were covered with yellow converse, that peter got her two christmases ago. (Y/N) was subtly wearing school which she informed me was like a semi-cheer requirement, on game days you wear the schools colors so (Y/N) asked to borrow my Midtown school of science and technology sweater and paired with simple black jeans but even dressed so casually she looking amazing to me. ‘Peter? Did you hear what i just asked you?’ ‘Going to be honest with you because you’re my friend...No i did not hear a word.’ (Y/N) sighed Peter seemed to get lost in his thoughts kinda often. ‘Alright dork i said are you gonna come to the game?’ Peter was kind of on call for something Mr. Stark needed him. ‘Of course i wouldn’t miss your first cheer thingy for anything.’ Peter knew his promise was far fetched he just hoped the universe was listening and would make Mr. Stark not need him tonight. ‘Amazing!! You being there will make the jitters go away. Home sweet home! Alright Pete i have to get ready I’ll see you later tonight!’ ‘Uh yea (Y/N) I’ll see you then’ Peter said not even believing himself.

Peter was catching up on his sleep since waking up early for school it messed up his sleep schedule of staying up until 3 am. But he awoke to the sound of his phone ringing thinking it was (Y/N) he answered itt quickly, “Hello.?’ his groggily voice said ‘Hey Kid, it’s happy I’m down the block Tony sent me he said something about ‘wanting to try you in a new suit he got you’ i don't know but just meet me over here’ Peter panicked a little bit of course this had to happen today. ‘Uh happy do you think I could call a raincheck on tony?’ I have a football game that i have to go to’ ‘A football game?’ Peter gulped ‘Unless you're the star players get your butt over here.’

At the game

(Y/N) scanned the crowd from on the field looking for Peter just then a boy came up from behind her and tapped your shoulder, you jumped at the sudden interaction from the guy. “Hey are you (Y/N)?’ You hesitated, ‘Yes i am. I’m sorry to come off as rude but do i know you?’ The boy chuckled ‘Uh No I don't think anyone here really knows me i'm new here.’ ‘Oh welcome! What's your name?’ ‘Harrison’ ‘Nice to meet you Harrison.’ And Harrison kept you company before the game started and then took his seat as he cheered you on for well cheering. He was a sweet boy but you couldn't help but wonder where Peter was. ‘Hey i don't mean to intrude but your mind seems to be somewhere else.’ ‘Is it that obvious,’ Harrison or Harry as he told you he’d rather be called kinda gave you a look like yes it's very obvious. ‘Well my best friend promised he’d be here and i was really nervous since it was the first game he was supposed to help me calm down but he didn't show.’ You said glumly. ‘I hoped I helped with some of those nerves,’ Harry said as he put his finger under your chin so you wouldn’t hang your head so low. ‘ But be careful princess hang your head any lower your tiara will fall off.’ At this point your heart was beating out of your chest you barely knew this guy yet you kind of wanted to kiss him and you kind thought he wanted to so you just settled for a kiss on the cheek that he gave you. ‘I hope to see you monday.’ Harry walked away. You were left speechless, no guy had genuinely shown you attention like that. ‘(Y/NNN)!! AHH THAT GUY WAS ALL OVER YOU PETER WILL SEE WHAT HE LOST!!’ one of your good friends who was on the team too said to you. ‘He is a really sweet guy’ you gushed to your friend ‘And he’s cute!’ she responded you walked away giggling with her. And as you left Peter was in the distance seeing everything that unfolded with the guy who had your attention while Peter was gone. Peter felt his blood boil and his heart sink he couldn’t believe that guy just kissed you on the cheek without EVEN ASKING! ‘But you wouldn’t have done’ it the voice in his head said. As he walked home alone, since he assumed he’d go home with you. You were in your car still thinking about that odd boy then you saw Peter on the sidewalk walking to his house. ‘Peter?” You questioned as you rolled the windows down and clearly saw him, luckily there was little to no traffic so you weren’t in anyone's way. ‘(Y/N)?’ ‘Yes Pete haha. What are you doing and where were you we won the game !’ you said excitedly not really angry with him. ‘I was busy.’ Peter said in a stern voice. ‘I figured but you couldn't at least text me so i didn't have to spend all night looking fro you in the crowd.’ ‘Yea i’ll remember that for next time.’ Do you want a ride home?’ ‘No’ he said rudely. You had enough you out the care in park and get out ‘Why are you angry with me Peter? You missed my game i should be even slightly angry with you.’ ‘Because you didn’t seem to miss me at the damn game!’ Peter yelled at you you were so taken back Peter never yelled at you. ‘Yea glad the ‘super nice and cute boy’ kept you company while i was gone.’ ‘How did you know about him?’ you said confused. ‘I saw you guys together after the game thats where im leaving from.’ ‘He’s just a friend Peter why are you upset? He’s new and wanted someone to talk to.’ You said still confused and near tears because you never fought with Peter like this or at least this seriously. ‘Whatever. I’m walking home see you on Monday.’ And that was the last time you had ever spoken to Peter Parker, that fight between the two of you changed your friendship Peter didn’t talk to you that whole week at school and he was never home if he was home he got back super late at night with bruises you tried to confront him about it but he said ‘it was none of your concern’. After a month you stopped trying he obviously didn’t want to talk to you, so you decided to stop wasting your time despite the pain it cost you to leave your other half. Apparently this wasn’t the year you’d ask out Peter Parker.  

‘(Y/N) are you planning on going to prom this year?’ someone asked you you weren’t listening you were watching your old friend Peter frantically talk to Ned about something. ‘Hmm?’ ‘Prom?’ ‘Aw Britney I’d hoped you would’ve asked me in a more theatrical way.’ Your now closer friend Britney who was also on the cheer team with you. ‘Hate to break it to you babe. But I’m going to prom with Flash Thompson.’ She looking over at Flash, ironically you'd say she looked at him cheerfully. ‘You’re going to prom with Eugene?’ You never liked calling him Flash that name was reserved for the comic book hero by the same name. ‘But I don't have anyone to go with not that i need someone to go with but im using that as a valid excuse.’ ‘I CAN HELP YOU WITH THAT.’ Britney yelled gathering some funny looks as you both laughed. ‘Thanks but no thanks I’d rather not go with one of Euguene’s friends.’ Before you could finish Britney disappeared whispering knowingly to Flash. Flash grabbed one of his friends, a nice looking boy brown hair blue eyes. And the three of them came in your direction. ‘Well well well princess (Y/N) here says that she's finally going to accept a date from a boy.’ Flash said with a smirk getting the boys' next to him hopes up. ‘No, this princess is not looking for a prince thanks Eug.’ You said as you got up and left heading to class early.

Peter’s pov

‘Just ask her to prom you idiot it’ll wash away any bad stuff that happened between you two..’ ned said frantically to Peter. ‘She doesn’t want to talk to me. I was a jerk to her eight months ago.’ Peter almost didn’t believe himself but he was right it had been that long since the first football game. Peter was staring at you and you were looking back with the same look of ‘please talk to me I’m not as mad as you think!’ but you were called away by your friends before he could even think of a response. Because of Peter’s powers he could hear your whole conversation and was explaining it to Ned. ‘Exactly everything is falling into place just ask her out.’ Maybe i will Peter thought to himself. He didn't want to tell Ned or else he’d freak out. But thats how Peter ended up bolting out of the cafeteria to catch up with you. ‘(Y/N) !!’ She turned cautiously around. ‘Peter?’ ‘Yea um h-hhow are y-you?’ ‘How am I?’ she said back ‘I’ve been fucking garbage these past eight months because the person i trusted the most in this world stop fucking stop talking to me out of the fucking blue!! And I haven't been able to talk to anyone about it because i care about this boy more than I care about myself yet he doesn’t have a clue and blatantly ignored me!! Then you have the nerve to fucking asking me ‘How AM I?? I'VE HAD BETTER DAYS PETER BENJAMIN PARKER. HELL I HAD A BETTER LIFE WHEN YOU WERE IN IT AND YOU JUST LEFT.’ During those eight months Peter was with Mr.Stark, helping him with ‘Rogue Rogers’ but he didn’t know how to tell (Y/N). ‘Meet me after school out window. Please.’ She sighed and walked away Peter hoped she was going to be there.

You checked your hair one more time in the mirror before looking out the window waiting for Peter to show. ‘He’s gonna stand me up again, it’s inevitable.’ ‘I wish you wouldn’t doubt me so much.’ A voice said from behind (Y/N). Her first instinct was to kick as high and as hard as she could. ‘(Y/N) WOAH WOAH IT ME PETER!!??’ Instead of seeing the face that belonged to that voice you saw spiderman sitting on your bed as casual as ever. ‘P-peter?’ ‘Ha now it’s your turn to stutter.’ he said. Peter took the mask off even though you knew it was him. ‘(Y/N) What was that sound?’ your mother yelled from below the stairs. ‘Oh nothing! Spider-man is in my room!’ you said smirking at Peter as you saw his face drop with fear. Maybe he shouldn't have told you he was spiderman. He heard your mom laugh? ‘Okay sweetie, lay off the red bulls.’ Peter let out a deep breath ‘Was that you saying that you are still angry?’ ‘No, I just want to know why you were angry that day. I’ve gone over everything that happened and can’t think why you’d even care that I was with Harry.’ ‘Have you tried the option where i was jealous that Harrison even had your attention for two seconds?’ Peter said as he moved closer to you. ‘I-i um no i hadn’t considered that to even be an option. A smart, charismatic guy like you is not interested in me at all .’ ‘You’re right a smart guy like me is practically infatuated with you, (Y/N).’ You smiled so hard your cheeks started to hurt and then Spiderman kissed you. The boy that you had a crush on since before you even knew what a crush was, was kissing you. ‘Wow.’ you said laughing. ‘I mean I know I haven’t had practice but was it that bad?’ Peter said sadly. ‘Hmm jury is still out on that i guess you’ll just have to kiss me again.’

#peter parker #peter x reader #peter x you #peter parker fluff #marvel #spiderman #Spider Man: Homecoming #spider-man: far from home #flash thompson #ned #tony stark #happy hogan #marvel-mega #marvel-mega masterlist

[little-dragon-stories]

Before I leave Part 19

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A fake Text and scenarios serie featuring Kwon Jiyong himself.  

After your sister died, you decided to move in Korea to get close to your niece and nephew. That’s where you meet Kwon Jiyong, get to work for him and start to believe hapiness is possible again…

Warning: angst, not a cute part.

WC: 2360

Note: You have no idea how many times I have rewritten this part, I lost count myself. 10? 13 times? I tried my best to make things differently but at the end of the day, this is the only way I could write it. You will see what I mean when you read it. Please don’t hate me... 

As the days to the premiere went by Jiyong was home less often, he was working like crazy to prepare Motte act iii, his personal project.  He wanted to present his true self to his fans, who he believes he really is as a person, put more integrity into his music.  

Because he presented himself as Kwon Jiyong instead of G Dragon, he wanted to be involved in every detail, every decision, every little thing related to the show.  From the decor to the costumes, passing by the choreography and music arrangements, he was the one who has the last word.  For him, Motte act iii was more than just a show with choreographies and music, it was all about presenting himself «naked» to his fans.  

You wouldn’t want to change that, the fact he was working so hard, even though you wish he could rest a little more. To be completely honest, you were proud of him, proud of the involvement he made and how much he was putting his heart into the project.

Every time you were going to the practices, you were impressed by how much he is hard-working and how beautiful he is when he sing and dance. He was leading everybody in a calm atmosphere, never elevating his voice, but being listened to nevertheless. Sometimes, you could see he was losing patience, but surprisingly he always managed to speak with a neutral voice. Every time you came to see him practice, you fell in love a little more with the man, with the artist.

Coming home with him after a long day at work was always your favorite part of the day. The part when Jiyong would finally lean against you, close his eyes and leave all the worries behind. Even though he was tired and stressed, he was always calm, caring, soft and peaceful im your presence.

You could tell he has a lot of responsibilities as the leader of his group, as a solo artist and as the president of a clothing company. You don’t know how he is doing it but normally, as soon as he’s at home, he completely turns his responsibility switch to off, he forgets about everything and manage to be with you, in the present moment. He is happy, he is making projects with you, he is completely devoted to your couple. Well, normally he can do it, tonight thought, it’s different. Tonight he speaks fast as you are transported to his place, he is nervous, he has dark circles beneath his eyes.

You came home later than usual so you went to take a quick shower one after the other, brush your teeth, made your evening routine.

“Ji… may I ask you something?” You asked him while both of you were preparing yourself to bed.

“You know you always can baby” he said with his sweet, calm and soothing voice, that voice that you love so much. You could hear him speak for years, you would never get enough of it.

When you looked at him, sitting upright with his legs stretched out in front of him, shirtless in only his boxers, your heart melted. That vision of him, in that very position was one you kept seeing night after night for a few months now, and he never looked that beautiful.  There is a vulnerability on his face tonight, a lack of confidence, maybe even some self-doubt, you will have to investigate that tomorrow. His face is beautiful as his head is leaning back on the pillow.  You consider yourself so lucky to be the one he sees as his, the person he is in love with. He never made you doubt his love, his involvement in your relationship and you are overwhelmed by that, the fact he trusts you, the patience and the tenderness he has toward you.

Tonight, you don’t want to investigate, you have something else in your mind.  Tonight, you would like him to forget everything, you want him to found a relief in you but different than usual.

You jumped on the and glued yourself against him, half of your body on his. Has always, he rubbed his nose on your hairs and caress them gently. You lift your chin up to look at him, when he feels your gaze on him, he smiled and keeping his eyes closed he said:

«What’s your question my love?»

“Jiyong, I want you to know that you are perfect”, saying that, you gave him a few little kisses on his jaw.

“Oh baby, that is random and it’s not a question” he said laughing.

Even though you were stuck to him, you were not close enough, you needed more contact.  Not losing another second, craving for a contact you were more than ready to have, you raise yourself on your knees, step over his legs and sit directly on him, straddling him. He opened his eyes, surprised but didn’t say anything.

You were never in such an intimate position with him but you still felt not close enough so you managed to unfold your knees and cross your legs behind his waist, sitting directly on him.  His eyes opened wide and he said,

“Woooah! What’s going on?”

You smiled at his uncertain expression.

“Well, well, well my baby dragon. Wanna know what my question was?”

He just nodded and looked at you in the eyes, still not wondering what’s going on with you tonight.

"I would like to know if you are ready for us baby, would you like tonight to be our first night together?”

He is not 100% sure about your intentions, so he asks, raising an eyebrow:

“We had plenty of nights together, it’s not our first and it won’t be our last. Something specific you have in mind?”.

“Kwon Jiyong, I want to have sex with you. Forget what I said. I want to make love with you, I want to feel free, I want you to feel good, I want you. Before you ask me, I am 200% sure this is what I want.»

He didn’t move at all while you started to kiss him just behind his right ear.

«Please, make love to me”.

You were feeling him under you, you knew he was aroused too, but he took the time to ask:

“Listen love, normally, you don’t want me to touch you, I mean, we could do a lot of stuff before that… are you sure about this?”

“Jiyong, I want it. I trust you with all my heart and soul. Please, don’t refuse me that, I think my ego wouldn’t survive” you said, on the verge of crying because you thought he was gonna say no.

“I will never refuse you that my love, I’ve been waiting you, longing for you for such a long time, I just wanted to make sure I understood correctly, my little wild cat”

You laughed and peck his nose, his lips. The way he is looking at you with his eyes wide open, the hope you can see in his eyes, touched your heart.  Without any warning, you took off your nightdress being only in your panties and leaned forward to kiss him but this time, it was not a simple peck but a long, passionate kiss that you shared.

He was not close enough for you so you adjust your hips to make sure there were no more space between you, only a thin piece of fabric. You broke the kiss, looked at him in the eyes and smiled before leaning over him again to kiss his neck. He doesn't say a word, too scared to ruin the moment. He let you kissed his neck, chest, shoulders, arms… but when he felt your hips rubbing against his, he grabbed you by the waist to hold you still and said :

“I knew you would like sex, I told you”

He was proud, smiling widely.

“Well, it ain’t really sex yet….”

“Baby, you were rubbing yourself against me and you moaned… it means you liked it”

“Really? I did that? I didn’t realise”. You were so happy, he was right. For the first time ever, you were feeling good in the presence of somebody else.

You start to kiss him again, that mouth, those lips that you could never get enough of. He let go of your waist and very softly grabbed your breast, just like if you were made of the most precious porcelain. He didn’t ask permission, he was feeling you, knowing you were completely into it.

Then, he reversed your positions, finding himself between your legs, on top but without putting its weight on you. He looked into your eyes, to see if you were still comfortable with it, but he didn’t have to ask, your legs were immediately curling up around his waist while your arms were pulling him closer.

“You tell me if you want me to stop. I am serious”.

“Ok”

“Y/n, please, listen”

He was trying to get away from your kisses but you were determined, more confident than ever that you want him. You want to make one with him but most of all, you want to be able to make love with him. You want to be a normal girlfriend for that magnificent man, the man that deserve everything that is good in this world.

You looked into his eyes. At this point, he seems more nervous than you.

“Y/n, I am serious. I can stop anytime in the process”.

But you kept kissing his lips, teasing him with your tongue. You were never acting seductively like that with him.

“Jiyong, shut up please. I will start to believe that you don’t want me”.

You were trying to say the good thing for him not to feel nervous.

“Show me how you love me, please. I need it right now. I need you and I want you to feel good as well”.

“I will but for now, I think you're going too fast baby, I want to take my time with you”.

He did take his time with you. He kissed you from head to toes, made sure you had fun at least once before diving in completely, he didn’t want you to touch him at all, saying that if you lay a hand on his skin, he would enjoy it too fast. So you obey him and let him take care of you.

«Baby, I can’t hold it anymore. Can I… But we can also save it for another night, I am already glad you let me touch you this way, there’s no need to go further». He asks releasing the hair from your face with his hands.

«Yes Ji, you can, I am ready too». But the real truth is, you were not so sure anymore that you wanted it but there was no way in hell you would make him stop at this point, you want him to enjoy this night as well, you know there are many other way to make him feel good but you don’t want to disappoint him, you don’t want to disappoint yourself.  You made sure to keep a relaxed and smiling face, keeping your body as relax as possible and you add:

«Ji, my baby dragon, I am ready».  He smiled.

«Good, I love you so much...»

He was looking into your eyes when he penetrated you, he wanted to make sure you were feeling good as he was sliding himself inside of you. There were no need to look at your face thought, the second he deepened his movement, you felt a sharp and burning pain inside of your womanhood.  Sadly, the memories of that night came to haunt you at the worst moment ever.

He freezed immediately, staying in place and said:

«Y/n my love, open your eyes, it’s me, I won’t move for a second, let’s take a moment to adjust, breathe my love, it will be better soon».

But you didn’t see things like that and you started to hit him and push him away from you, panicking.  Things went really fast, he was no longer inside of you but you kept hitting him and yelling at him.

Jiyong was petrified. He didn’t know what to do at all. If he takes you in his arms, you might take it the wrong way and feel attacked and this is the last thing that he wants. In the other hand, he wants to help you. He did the only thing that came into his mind, he talked, making sure he was not touching you at all. You always told him how much you love his voice, it’s even one of the fist thing that you told him.

«Baby, it’s me. You are safe. I am so sorry, I didn’t want to hurt you like that. I really thought for the best. I thought you were ready. Well, your body was ready from what I know... but your mind was not obviously».

«I know it’s you, I am the one who is sorry». You said, crying.

«Baby, what happened?»

«I don’t want to talk about it, I want to go home».

«Y/n, I can’t let you go home like that, we need to talk, we need to hug, otherwise I think you will start to be scared of me»

«We’ll talk later».

You were already standing up, putting back your clothes.

«No, please, don’t go, we need to talk about this. Love, your mind was not ready. I am sorry. I am so so so sorry…. I shouldn’t have done that at all. I am so sorry, don’t go. Stay with me».

«Kwon Jiyong, you can’t tell me what to do. I want to go home and I will. We will talk later».

«You push me away but you shouldn't, you should stay with me. I understand and I am not mad at you Y/n».

You were already putting your shoes on.

«See you Jiyong. I am going home, no need to call your driver, I will take a cab on the corner of the street».

«Baby please…. Please stay here. We will fix this. Why do I have the feeling that I am losing you, I need you, I love you, we will ...»

«Good bye Jiyong» you interrupted him coldly.

He had no choice but to let you go.

What he didn’t know is that for you, in that very moment, home meant in your home country.

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[finn-nelson-for-the-win]

The Good Life: Chapter 5

Hello, my lovelies! Another week, another chapter of this story. I don’t really have too much to say before this chapter, so I suppose I’ll just get right to it.

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The Good Life: Chapter 5

The bell to the lift chimed as the metal doors slowly slid open, signaling that they had reached their desired floor, and Finn stepped aside to allow Rae to walk out first.

“I still can’t believe that we’re on the fifth floor of the building!” Rae mused as she looked over the railing outside of the lift that overlooked one of the busy city streets.

“It’s a good thing neither of us are scared of heights, huh?” Finn joked as he adjusted his grip on the large box he was carrying in his arms.

Finn and Rae turned left after exiting the hallway with the lift, already becoming familiar with navigating the building after following the same path numerous times.

When Finn stopped in front of one of the doors, he turned to look at Rae, who was lagging behind slightly as she walked leisurely to take in the view from the top floor of the building.

“Do you have the keys, Finn, or do I?”

“I do, but I can’t get to them with this box,” Finn replied.

“Do ya want me to take the box from you?”

“No, it’s pretty heavy,” Finn replied with a slight grunt as he adjusted his grip on the box to prove his point, “but can you get the keys out of my pocket?”

“Er, sure...which pocket?”

“Back left pocket of my jeans,” Finn said as he angled his body towards her so she could easily reach his pocket.

“Alright,” Rae replied as she hesitantly reached her hand into the pocket of Finn’s jeans to grab the set of keys.

“Uh, sorry,” Finn replied sheepishly when Rae pulled the keys out of his pocket and it elicited an unexpected giggle from him, “that tickled more than I expected.”

Rae laughed and shook her head, but stepped in front of Finn to unlock the door and allow him to walk inside first.

Once inside the door, Finn walked into the large open space that would eventually resemble a living room and placed the box he was carrying beside the other tall stacks of boxes.

“Was that the last box?” Finn asked over his shoulder as he restacked some of the boxes to reduce some of the clutter.

“Indeed! Who knew that between the two of us, we’d have so much stuff?” Rae asked with a laugh as she looked around the room at dozens of cardboard boxes that had been piled haphazardly around the room.

“I don’t know about you, but I’m very proud of how efficient we were today. We got all your stuff and my stuff packed into the moving truck and got it all brought up to the apartment all in a matter of hours!”

“That’s pretty impressive! We make a good team, huh?” Rae asked as she walked to stand beside Finn and bumped his hip with hers playfully.

“We absolutely do,” Finn replied as he wrapped an arm around Rae’s shoulders and pulled her slightly closer, “I think we deserve to reward our hard work. We should order some takeaway since we have no food here yet and then after we’ve eaten if we feel up to it, we can start unpacking boxes. What do you think about that?”

“I think it’s a great idea. I’ll order and you can go pick it up, if that’s alright with you? What do you want to eat?”

“Of course! I don’t have a preference, I’m just starving and would like a lot of food,” Finn added with a smile as he walked away.

Rae called in their takeaway order while Finn reorganized the boxes against the perimeter of the room to ensure that they had a clear path to walk around without tripping.

“Alright, our order should be ready in less than half an hour. I ordered from the Chinese restaurant just down the street because their online reviews looked really good. I hope that’s alright with you.”

“It’s great, thank you. I’ll leave to go pick it up as soon as I find my keys again,” Finn replied with a nervous chuckle.

“Your keys are on the kitchen counter,” Rae replied with a fond smile at Finn’s forgetfulness, “Do you want me to try to find some plates and utensils in one of these boxes while you’re gone?”

“Yeah, that’d be great!”

Once Finn grabbed his keys, wallet, and phone off of the counter where he had left them, he left to go pick up their takeaway order.

Rae searched through the stacks of boxes trying to find whatever she thought Finn and she would need to eat their takeaway and before long she heard the door unlock and Finn walking through the door.

“Sorry if I took longer than you expected. I, uh, wanted to--what is this?”

Rae beamed with pride at the look of surprise on Finn’s face when he walked into the living room to see a small lamp on top of a short stack of boxes to subtly light the room as well as a pile of pillows and blankets strategically arranged to make the floor more comfortable to sit on, since the couch they had bought online wouldn’t be delivered until next weekend.

“I was looking for the boxes with dishes in them and I got a little carried away,” Rae replied with a shrug as she walked up to take the bags of food from Finn.

“Well it looks great! I thought it seemed appropriate that we mark the occasion today with a drink,” Finn replied as he pulled a pack of beer from one of the bags Rae had placed on the kitchen counter, “so I picked this up too. I know it’s not champagne or anything fancy, but...”

“Don’t worry about it. Champagne is disgusting anyways,” Rae replied with a chuckle as she continued unpacking the bags of takeaway containers onto the counter.

“We can go ahead and serve ourselves food and then I also have my laptop here if you wanted to watch something or listen to music while we eat.”

“I don’t feel like paying close attention to anything, so maybe we can just put on some music?” Rae suggested.

After they had served themselves plates full of various entrees, noodles, and sautéed vegetables, Rae sat down on the pile of pillows and blankets as Finn grabbed his laptop to put on one of his many playlists to listen to in the background.

“It’s crazy to think how quickly everything has moved. I mean, less than a month ago I was panicking about how I was going to find a roommate and a little over a week ago we were barely starting to tour potential apartment!” Rae mused as she ate.

“No kidding! If you’d told me over a month ago that I would have moved out of my Da’s house and be living with you, I wouldn’t ever believe it,”

“Oh wow! Thanks, Finn!” Rae scoffed.

“That’s not what I meant! I just meant that I wasn’t serious about moving out until I found out how badly you needed to find a roommate. Even when I first suggested it, it was just a spur of the moment kind of thing. I couldn’t even fathom why you had agreed to be my roommate, if I’m being honest.”

“Well I’m glad that this whole thing worked out as well as it has so far!”

“Me too, Rae!” Finn replied as he lifted his can of beer into the air in cheers.

The pair continued eating and talking until both were completely stuffed and pleasantly buzzed on cheap beer.

“Wow,” Rae began after a long yawn, “I’m so exhausted!”

“I know what you mean! After lifting all those boxes, I’m sure both our arms are gonna be sore tomorrow.”

Rae leaned over to place both of their now-empty plates on top of one of the nearby boxes. When she sat back, Rae angled her body so she was leaning into Finn’s side.

She looked over at him, silently asking if that was okay, and while he looked a bit surprised, he didn’t hesitate to wrap his arm around her in a loose embrace.

“I don’t want to unpack boxes tonight. I have the day off of work tomorrow as well, so I’ll unpack tomorrow while you’re at work.”

“I can’t let you unpack everything alone! I’ll play hooky from work and stay here to unpack with you,” Finn replied.

“You don’t have to!”

“No, but I want to.”

“Alright,” Rae replied with a small smile as she allowed her eyes to slowly drift shut as they continued talking and listening to music.

When Finn stood from the ground and grabbed the dirty dishes to wash, he looked back to see Rae curled up on the pile of blankets, scrolling through her phone.

“Did you want another beer before I put them in the fridge?” Finn asked from the kitchen after he had finished washing their dishes and setting them aside to dry.

When he did not get a response, Finn walked out into the living room and was surprised to see Rae asleep on the pile of blankets, snoring lightly.

Finn chuckled quietly, walking back into the kitchen only long enough to turn off the light and returned to the living room.

Finn grabbed Rae’s phone from beside her face where she was laying down and set it on the box closest to her so she could easily find it in the morning.

With all of their larger furniture being delivered over the next week, Finn and Rae had already determined that they would be sleeping on the floor for the foreseeable future, so Finn simply unfolded one of the blankets that Rae was not laying on top of and covered her up with it. Finn considered his options for just a moment before shrugging and laying down on the pile of blankets and pillows in the space beside Rae and allowed the dizzying combination of exertion and excitement to lull him into a state of much needed sleep.

A/N: Yay! Move-in day is over and Finn and Rae are OFFICIALLY roommates! I know this point took a while to build up to, so I made a point to make this chapter extra cute and show how quickly Rae and Finn are getting used to the idea of living together and how adorably domestic these two idiots are even though they’ve only lived together less than a day.

The cuteness has only just begun and even just based on the chapters that I’ve already written or mapped out, there is a lot of fun shenanigans in the upcoming chapters. I know the last couple chapters have been super dialogue-heavy between Rae and Finn (idk how y’all feel about this...I LOVE to read/write dialogue-heavy stuff, but it may not be everyone’s cup of tea), but in the future chapters I’m bringing the gang back and we’ll get to see how the gang feels about the Rae/Finn living situation now that more time has passed.

Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed reading this chapter and as always: Stay awesome, my friends! :)

#mmfd #my mad fat diary #mmfd fanfic #my mad fat diary fanfiction #My writing #finn-nelson-for-the-win #the good life: ch5 #quick shout out to me for keeping up my posting on a regular basis! #not trying to jinx myself but I feel like i've got my writing groove back a little bit!

[missjackil]

SPN Did Something Pretty Amazing

One thing I have always liked about Supenatural, is that theyre willing to try things no other shows have done. Most of the time it works, sometimes it doesnt, but theyre not affraid to think outside the box. Things like having a cross-over with Scooby Doo, or episodes like The French Mistake, or Fan Fiction, are great, though theyre doable only because of the premise of the show. In the supernatural world, nothing is impossible. The heros die and come back a lot, old characters come back in various ways, in dreams, time travel, or even as the same character, and this is ok because again, in the supernatural world nothing is impossible. However, this newest amazing thing, at its core, didnt come to pass because of supenatural influence, but because of human actions, and viewer acceptance.  Two brothers and their Angel buddy, adopt an adult orphan son.  Think about that. What show has ever done such a thing? None. In similar cases, like 3 Men and a Baby, Full House, Two and a half Men, there is one defined Father, and then the other men are uncles or support for the one father. But not on SPN, all 3 have been defined as this kid’s father, even though none of them are biologically his father. Even before Luficer died, we saw this beginning. And even stranger still, there were always strong efforts to keep Jack away from his biological father, which is also not a common practice. When dealing with an older child, theres always a “let them chose” clause. But thats never really been the case on SPN, it was always “Keep Lucifer away from this kid” and justifiably so, I might add, but its still strange for TV isnt it? Yet, somehow this all worked. Now, this isnt a debate on who deserves to be Jacks main father, which would obviously be Sam but to just talk about how the show managed to make this happen and be completely accepted by the viewers. 

I work with several SPN fans, though Im the only one who wouldnt really be considered a casual viewer, meaning Im the only obssessed one LOL but the others arent involved in SPN SM on tumblr or twitter, they dont go to conventions and none of them are into shipping. (thats right, it seems most casual viewers dont ship the characters) yet all of them think its cool that Sam, Dean and Cas are Jack’s fathers, none of them think its creepy, incestuous, or gay. One did joke that it sounded like the synopsis of a very bad porno, (2 brothers, and their buddy take in a young adult orphan as their own) but then said that its a very cool concept.  What I think made it work, is everything thats gone down in the last 13 years. I dont care if youre a wincest shipper or not, but theres no closer relationship on the show than Sam and Dean. We know now they are “stuck” with each other, they wont be finding a significant other and building their own family, and even in the end, they’ll be together. Be it on Earth, in Heaven, Hell or the Empty. Also, they have no closer companion than Cas. Whether or not you like the character, canonically, Cas is their best friend that they love as a brother.  Since the show revolves around family dynamics, good ones and bad ones, we’ve seen Sam and Dean in every position. As brothers, sons, cousins, friends, and even as husbands breifly to Lisa and Amelia. we never really got to see them as fathers. The show could have remedied this by having one of their ex girlfriends show up with a kid “Surprize!!” but Im glad they didnt. This would automatically put one brother in the position of Dad, and the other as Uncle and Cas is just that buddy in the trench coat. The way it was done, put all 3 men in a fatherly position that developed over different time lines and circumstances.  Im going to try to break this down in an unbias manner. We can all feel free to disagree with the outcome, but its how the show itself unfolded this little highly unorthodox family. Cas was the one appointed to be Jack’s father. Kelly gave this duty to him when she decided to allow herself to die to let her son be born, and Cas accepted. So it looked as though Cas would be this boy’s father, but as it was, Cas was dead when Jack was born.  Sam came to the plate next. His relationship developed organically with Jack. Some may not have seen it coming, but Sam was determined long before Jack was born, to NOT kill him, but to try to let him be born without the worry that he would be evil. When it was apparent they couldnt take his grace and make him human, Sam knew it didnt mean Jack HAD to be evil. Sam took the role as mentor right away. Caring for Jack and having genuine compassion for him. We were given the hint Sam felt fatherly when they showed him reading a parenting book. (my god that was the cutest thing) So the writers flipped the script and gave Sam a head start in the father field. Also, with Sam being first, it added this layer of beauty, because Sam fell in paternal love with the son of his torturer. He wasnt enlisted, or pushed, it just happened, and thats beautiful. Dean came last, and as a story teller, I can see why they chose this route. It had been established since S1 that Dean is good with kids and naturally paternal. To have him be the first “father” would leave Cas and Sam on unlevel ground through lack of experience. For Dean to follow up second from Cas, would make it too shippy, and Sam would probably never make it out from under the  “uncle” title. and wouldnt we always wonder if Sam held a little resentment inside? Jack being the son of Lucifer for starters, and Dean taking him in as a son? Over the seasons, Sam has made it very clear, he never wants to be #2 in Dean’s eyes, and this could bring around some bad brother drama.  Dean starts off hating Jack. Indeed he was way too nasty to him in the beginning. Not even gonna debate that, but for Sam, Dean gives the kid a shot. He discovers that yes, Jack is a good kid and now Deans natural paternal side clicks on. And keep in mind he didnt try to step onSam and take over. Yes they showed Dean and Jack bonding more than they did Sam, but he didnt take over. He made sure taking Jack out was ok with Sam, so did Cas. They both respected that Sam has been Jacks primary care giver since day 1, and Sam isnt selfish or possessive (over anyone/anything else besides Dean) so Sam is happy to share Jack so he can have as much positive influence as he can.  So I give TPTB credit for coming up with this formula, my only complaint being that they didnt need to make Dean as hateful as he was, they could have just made him hessitant and standoffish at first and that would have been enough but it is what it is, and that part is over thank Chuck. Now, most of us knew the “3 dads” thing was coming because the cast talked about it a lot, but those of us who dont follow the cons and interviews, still were pleasently surprised that this came about. I havent heard anyone complain that its creepy, even though if you tell someone whos never seen the show “On my show, the 2 brothers and their friend adopted an 18 yr old kid” they’d look at you funny.  We complain about the writers all the time because they do screw up a lot, but I like to give them credit when I can. This is one of those situations. They made something that seems creepy on the outside, not only acceptable, but wonderful, simply by how it was written. I feel the same way about how they handled the return of Mary. It didnt pan out as well as it could have, and thats really a whole other meta, but Im glad they didnt take an easy route with her making her a zombie, or Super Mom and put her in a really human position of a mother meeting her adult sons for the first time, but Ill save that for another post :)

#. #Sam Winchester #dean winchester #castiel #jack kline #my meta #jacks 3 dads

[voidszoro]

In Denial // A Theo Raeken story

Chapter 4

A/n: Theo, in this story, came back to beacon hills in junior year.

(3 weeks later)

I walked into school early. By early, I mean it's six in the morning. School doesn't start till seven thirty. Every year on the first day, the pack meets in the library. This year, it's Scott, Lydia, Mason, Corey, and me. Everyone else had gotten caught by the ghost riders. Yeah, it's hard without Stiles. I've talked to him through the radio of his jeep before. My "mom" is still here and she scares the living crap out of me. I think she knows about everything going on. I mean, she knows about the supernatural, but we never told her we know she isn't real. She will sometimes stand in my doorway and stare.

I get the shivers as soon as I think about her.

My walk down to the library is long. I decided to go the inside way. The air outside is too cold, and it's supposed to rain soon. I hear something behing me and pick up my pace, immediately thinking back to the dream I had just a few weeks ago. I take a quick glance behind me before putting my hand on the door to the library. Nobody there.

I try to pull the handle but it wouldn't budge. Sounds of heels clicking in the distance scares me. I turn to the noise and see Mrs. Martin walking towards me, her eyes not swaying away from mine.

"Safe space remember? Library doesn't open until seven." She just walks right past me as she speaks, her voice echoing throughout the halls. Again, I hear another noise from down the hallway. I see what's left of the pack walk down towards me.

"You gonna open the door, Ruby?" Scott asks. I shake my head.

"It's locked." I say. I turn to Lydia. "Your mom locked it. Said it doesn't open until seven."

"Ugh. What?" Lydia groans.

Mason jumps in, "Isn't it supposed to be open for twenty four hours?"

"Yes." I reply. "We can just go into an empty classroom." Everyone nodds at the idea. Classroom it is.

We pick an empty class down the hall, one without any decorations so we know a teacher won't come in later.

"So, we need a plan." Scott announces.

"We have-" Mason gets cut off by Lydia.

"Liam's plan to use Theo sucks. Scott's right, we need a new one."

Speaking of Theo, after the lake we never talked. I have no idea where he went or what he's doing.

I don't "miss" him. How could I? He's not a good person, and I'm glad I haven't seen him again.

After and hour and a half of chatting in the class room, the warning bell goes off, signaling us to go to class. I say my goodbyes and walk with Scott to first period. Ap chemistry.

We turn into classroom 323 and sit in our assigned seats. Thankfully, I got seated next to Scott. Unfortunately, there are three seats to the lab table and when I look over at the name on the index card taped to the front of the table, I sigh. "Of course."

"What was that, Ruby?" Scott asked.

"Look at the name tag," I reply.

Then, like I summoned the devil, he walks in. Smile on his face and everything.

"Here's my name." Theo says, not even looking at the tag, but to me. That dumb smirk still on his face.

It's gonna be a long semester.

After three class, Theo followed Scott and I down the hallway to lunch. Scott has my first three classes with me, thankfully. I might die without him there. I haven't seen stiles in three weeks.

Scott wispers loud enough for me to hear. "Theo stop following us." I can smell the arrogance off Theo right now. He doesn't say anything back, just takes a sharp right turn into the mens room.

When we meet everyone in the cafeteria, they all look at me.

"What?" I ask. Lydia is the first to speak up.

"Girl, we've been seeing Theo staring at you all day." I blush. "Do you like him?!" That makes everyone stare at me even more.

"No, what? Of course not?" After saying that I hear a growl in the corner of my ear. I turn around, quickly, to see who it was, but no one was there.

"Ruby, are you okay?" I heard Scott say to me. He said it low enough so nobody else heard.

"Yeah, just thought I heard something."

After lunch, I go to my locker and get my text book for my last class, forensics. Stiles had that class with me. He was the only one in the pack who was taking it with me.

I opened my locker. As soon as the door came open, a small note fell out. I picked it up and looked around to see if anyone was watching me find the note. I unfolded the small slip of paper and read it.

Meet me under bleachers after tryouts.

We need to talk.

I totally forgot about tryouts today. My 4th year being on the highschool lacrosse team. My last year being on any lacrosse team. I wish Stiles was here. I really miss him.

After I got back from the lake that day with Theo, Stiles called me and said he saw them. The ghost riders. He saw them. I drove over to the school as fast as I could, but Lydia told me I was too late. It took us a whole week and a half to remember him after that day.

My last class ended, finally. I litterly felt like I could die. We didn't even learn about forensics, we just went over some stupid class rules.

I walked to the locker room, catching up with Scott along the way. We didn't talk the whole way. I know he misses Stiles too.

Tryouts went by as normal, we did some drills and did some one on ones. I made first line like last year, and Scott made team captain again. I had almost forgot about the note until Scott asked if I wanted to get celebratory icecream.

"Oh. I'm actually supposed to meet someone." He gave me a funny look.

"Who?" He asked as he slung his lacrosse bag over his shoulder, walking down the hallway of the empty school.

"I actually don't know." He stopped walking and tilted his head slightly. I just kept walking. "Bye McCall." I shouted behind me.

"Bye. Be safe." And with that I went to the field once again, but not for lacrosse.

A figure was already standing under the bleachers. I couldn't see his face that well since coach turned the field lights off. Only the lights coming from the building illuminated the back of the figure. He stepped foward, and i still couldn't see him. It's so dark.

"What do you want?" I asked to the figure, taking more steps towards me. He finally came about three inches away from me. I could finally see the outline of his face, looking up. His height making him tower over my short body. "Theo?"

"We need to talk, Ruby."

"About what? What could you possibly want to tell me that is so important you have to meet me under the bleachers at ten pm?" He smirked.

"I can't stop thinking about you." I rolled my eyes and turned around, but didn't get far. His hand planted a firm grip around my wrist.

"Theo let go. I'm not becoming another one of your little flings. I need to focus on Stiles." He growled and I recognized it from the growl in the cafeteria. I turned towards him.

"Did you mean what you said in the cafeteria?" He asked, his voice suddenly soft.

"Theo let go, please. Your hurting me." He let go immediately after I said it hurt.

"Im sorry." He said soothingly. "But did you mean it?" I sighed.

"Theo I can't be with you. You're the bad guy." His face contorted into confusion. I think I hurt him.

"What about the lake, the- the spare room."

I immediately replied, "I was just trying to be nice. And I regret ever doing it." No, no, no. I don't regret it. I don't.

Theo just sighed and walked off.

"Wait-"

"Ruby, don't talk to me." He never turned back to me, just kept on walking.

Hiii. Again. I kinda like this chapter. Let me know what you think. Love you guys

Xoxo -em

Wc: 1432♡

[utopianvoices]

one and only | l.minho

↭ genre: relationship au; angst, fluff

↭ word count: 2.2k

↭ a/n: big big shoutout to @chanrismatic for giving me basically the whole plot idea!

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you and minho were no doubt a really busy couple

you were busy with your uni and he was busy with his idol career 

but that didn’t stop ya’ll from seeing each other as often as ya’ll could

which was really often

because you two always found time for each other 

he was your pillar of support when you were going through tough times in uni and you were his when he was going through all the stress of idol life

well it’s pretty funny how ya’ll met

because lo and behold

you were jisung’s sister

one day when you go and visit your brother at the dorm because who else are you gonna annoy other than your twin brother

this amazingly handsome and hot and pretty and cute boy opened the door you were knocking on incessantly 

“yea yea i’m coming calm yourself wo-”

he just stopped mid sentence and stared at you 

and you stared at him

and you probably would have continued staring if it wasn’t for him shouting for jisung

“JISUNG WHY IS THERE A GIRL WHO LOOKS EXACTLY LIKE YOU AT OUR DOORSTEP”

but what you didn’t hear because of how distracted you were by the loud clashing noises coming from the dorm is the “but the cuter and prettier version of you” that minho uttered underneath his breath

before you could say anything

a wild jisung catapults straight into your arms and squeezes the life out of you

“OMG IT’S THE UGLY TWIN!!! I’VE MISSED YOU SO MUCH!!!!”

“jisung i saw your ugly ass two days ago”

“so???? i still miss you”

yep ya’ll were a cute pair of twins

so you were just spending the day with jisung when you ask the question that’s been on your mind since the moment the door to the dorm opened

“hey poop, who’s the guy that opened the door for me? you know the one who wasn’t very good looking or anything”

clearly you were amazing at being subtle

jisung gives you the side eyes and just goes “hmMMHmm” in his head

“that’s minho hyung. he’s the dancer in our team, born in 1998 and will probably date you”

you did a double take and just put on your innocent face like nOoooooO you totally didn’t want to date him

but you end up dating him anyway 

end of flashback and back to the present

you were done with your classes pretty early that day because one of your professors called in sick

and it just so happened to be your last class

so you messaged your boyfriend asking him if he was free for lunch

and perfectly, he was out and about with the rest of the boys filming the street mv for their song “rock” 

and he was clear from schedules for the rest of the day

so replies to your message saying that they were just done with filming and that he will meet you at the starbucks with the rest of the boys

and adds a lot of fluffly and cringey emojis

which makes your heart go baduMP BADUMP

you leave your campus with a smile on your face and make your way to the starbucks

the boys were already at said starbucks fighting over who was gonna pay for the drink we all know its gonna be chan in the end

when minho feels someone tapping his shoulder

he turns around to see his childhood girl best friend

he smiles the widest smile because he hadn’t seen her for years after she moved away from seoul

and grabs her in a hug

“omG i haven’t seen you for so long!!!! it’s been years, (f/n)!”

“tell me about it!!! my my look at you minho you haven’t changed one bit” his friend teased him

while all this was going on, the boys were gaping at the both of them

before jisung let out a really exaggerated cough and gave minho a pointed look that screamed “please explain as to why you’re fucking clinging onto this girl”

but minho doesn’t catch onto it because of how excited he was to see his best friend

“guys this is my childhood best friend, f/n!!! we grew up together since our diaper days and i haven’t seen her in years!”

jisung, clearly not pleased about it, mutters a “right” and turns towards the rest of the group who were clearly tensed up

minho, forgetting about the rest of his friends, grabs his friend’s hand and leads her to a table, where they sit and catch up on all the years they had missed

and while all these eventful things had been happening, it totally slipped minho’s mind that his girlfriend was on his way to the starbucks, excited to see him after a good week of hardly any time spent together

you walk into the starbucks and spot the boys first, but finding it odd that minho wasn’t with them

but you still walk over to them and greet them with a hug

“hey guys where’s minho?”

“umMMmm well you see he-”

and before chan could explain the situation to you, you hear the voice of your boyfriend that you would recognise anywhere 

accompanied by a girl’s voice

you whip your head around just to see the girl grab minho’s hand and say the words that made your whole world come crashing down around you in a split second

“i can’t believe i’m doing this now but i’m in love with you minho. since we were kids. but i was too scared to tell you because i was convinced you were going to reject me and we would lose our friendship. but over the years my feelings just got stronger and here i am pouring everything to you”

you immediately turn around on your heels and leave before the tears start falling because you hated crying in front of people

minho looks at his friend shocked not knowing what to reply, when he hears a door slam

he turns around just to catch a glimpse of your furious silhouette leaving the starbucks

what the fuck did he just do

he was about to get up and go after you but jisung who had, together with the rest of the boys, witnessed everything stopped him with a glare

“don’t” was the only thing he mutters before running after you

minho can only stand there shocked as the sight of his love leaving the store with anger, frustration and hurt, drives daggers into his heart 

that’s when he remembers that his friend is still sitting there, watching the whole scene unfold with an open mouth

“i’m sorry f/n but i already have a girlfriend who i really love more than anything. and i don’t know what i’ll do if i lose her”

the thought of losing you was enough to cause the tears to well up in his eyes

f/n nods and shoots him a sad but understanding smile, knowing that she had no chance with him because he was clearly with someone who made him happy

“it’s alright minho. i’m just glad i got it out of my system because it’s been eating my alive, not knowing what you were thinking. i’m really sorry for causing all this trouble....” she trailed off, looking at the door uncertainly

“it’s fine, really. you couldn’t have known” minho mumbled, still unable to concentrate fully when his thoughts kept wondering back to you

“can we..... can we still be friends?” 

minho shoots her a small but genuine smile and replies with a “best friends forever”

the two friends smile at each other and she encourages him with a “go get your girl”

that’s all he needed to scramble up to his feet and make his way towards the door

the rest of the boys who had been looking at the whole scene unfold, rushed towards him once they realised he had sorted things out with his friend

they shoot her an apologetic smile and leave the starbucks in a hurry, clearly wanting to help their teammate get his girl back

you, on the other hand, were in your and minho’s shared apartment, bawling your eyes out into your pillow

the rational part of your brain was telling you that you probably shouldn’t have jumped to a conclusion and left without an explanation

but 99% of your brain was ruled by irrationality at that point

you heard your brother’s voice float through the apartment, seemingly sounding closer and closer as he walked towards where you were

you felt the bed sink as he sat at the edge, rubbing your back and whispering for you to calm down

soon you calmed down, hiccupping here and there as you crawled into your brother’s arms 

“you know he loves you a lot right? i want to tell you that maybe you should have listened to him but i don’t think that’s what you need now”

“you literally just told me dipshit”

“oops i guess it was meant to be jammed into your brain”

you smacked your annoying but loving brother and sighed

“do you think it’s too late if i go back and ask for an explanation now?”

jisung just turned and looked at you like you were dumb

which you kinda were, at that point of time

“y/n, my sweet sweet dumb sister, even if you were to hit him i’m sure he couldn’t get mad at you. have u seen the disgusting googly eyes he has whenever he sees you?”

and following this statement, jisung fake gagged, earning a light slap from you

you looked at him with determination in your eyes and got up, ready to call your boyfriend when the door to your apartment burst open, with 8 boys falling in one after another

but one stood out to you; he always did 

ya’ll just stared at each other, unsure of what to say, when the rest of the boys took the hint and left the apartment

“so ummm...” you trail off, not knowing what to say now that you were cooled down with 99% of your brain back to rationality

but before you could start overthinking, minho interrupts and just starts off ranting

“im so sorry baby i swear i didn’t know she felt that way about me and also i didn’t mean to forget about you it’s just that i hadn’t seen her in a long time and she was my best friend since i was a kid and i really feel like i’ve ruined things but like i really don’t want you to leave me and-”

this boy wasn’t stopping even for a damn breath

so you did the first thing that came to your mind

you smacked his head 

i bet yall thought i was gonna say kiss him but nAh fam 

he let out a small ‘ouch’ but it got him to shut up 

“i understand now.... i’m really sorry for leaving without listening to your explanation. and don’t be silly i’ll never hate you. you provide me with way too much entertainment” you say and shoot him a cheeky smile

he rolls his eyes and crushes you in a hug, relieved that you will still remain his 

just then he realised something

“did you just smack my head to get me to shut up”

you laugh nervously and slowly try to get away from his grip when his hands shoot to your sides and start tickling you

you scream-laugh and try to get away from him but somehow you just end up dragging him onto the floor 

he was hovering above you still tickling you when you grabbed his hands to stop him

both of ya’ll breathing heavily from laughing too hard 

and he just stares at you with this soft smile because he still can’t believe how he scored someone like you

cue the same thoughts racing through your head

and this is where he actually leans in and kisses you softly because why not

ya’ll were really the cutest couple out there

the boys slowly open the apartment door, afraid that you had killed minho or something because you were known for your scariness when you were angry

and they see ya’ll having this soft moment and they just have different reactions in general

most of them either aww-ed or gagged

but jisung, being an idiot, walked over and kicked minho off of you and shot him the best brotherly glare he could muster 

which wasn’t really a glare 

was more like a squirrel trying to look upset

which is really cute

but anyways yes

“you pull this shit one more time and i’m gonna...i’m gonna...uhm.. idK what i’ll do but you watch your back” he said as he narrows his eyes and shows minho a ‘i’m watching you’ sign with his fingers

you stare at jisung and wonder how you were related to that... thing that clearly had no more than one brain cell

minho pretended to be scared to humour jisung and raised both his hands in surrender

“yes boss”

and that’s how you and minho have a prospering relationship, with more understanding, lesser fights, and 8 other third-wheels (or eight-wheels)

∞ end ∞

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[pokefanbri]

1st I have to say this b4 I repeat the post from fb. This is a place where I can speak my mind freely without judgement, speak my peace even. Which is exactly what im gonna do so prepare for a read. So think what u want idc, but the last thing I wanna do is tick some1 I know off cause on some level there's a mutual appreciation & respect regardless of my impression. And anyone that reads this isn't obligated to understand my opinion & I dont expect u to. With my brain its my thought process to let information out of my head so I can put things aside, observe & absorb more lol. Writing is another tool or coping mechanism for my anxieties & other psych ailments, treatment for my mental health depends on it & other hobbies in other words, especially during shutdown, something to focus on. Heck even youtube is recommended by my doctor if it keeps me happy lol. But because ill be working again, I may not have time to do alot of things I like sadly..idk i just wouldnt want to be burnt out & focus on more important things. I have a high respect for anyone working around people during this time & it must worrisome for u too, means I have to keep on my toes as well soon..its a scary world out there for an introvert but I was killin it in NY too. It was just a slow steady process with all the limitations & moving my life up there wasn't easy to begin with but I pulled through & did it all...only for it to be taken away.

So, I'm an Irish, German, Canadian,British Mut from tucson. Maternal & paternal immidiate families lineage mixed made me, including my NY blood from my bio dad. The rest is all over Europe but u get the idea. Tucson may be where i was born & my 1st home without a father & raised not knowing (were mardi gras babies btw 😒)

But NY is & will forever be my 2nd home i dont care what any1 says, I felt I belonged there. Its the other half of me quite literally.Theres a memory that's really been bugging me. Last day b4 i left it, a bald eagle flew across my path in the sky no joke going NE & I was departing back to the SW. I chose the eagle years ago cause I identify with it. including the background symbolism in different phases of my life that included them lol, but to actually see one was just amazing.

They symbolize strength+freedom in general despite it standing for the country from sea to shining sea lol. Also Braviary was always in my pokemon team besides pikachu since its gen came out lol. I've always been strong, whether some believe it to be true or not is their problem, only I know the things I've gone through. Point is different ends of the spectrum its always been with me throughout in some way & im glad i got to share it with someone that gave me the freedom I needed.

But yea I experienced what its like to be there & got to know that part of me even if I didn't find him & maybe didnt care...I feel I was meant to be there. I was in touch with my roots, lower Temps & above sea level rather than high temps & below sea level 🤣 I loved everything about my time up there. It'll always be a part of me, & I hope to see it again. But I digress.

But in regards to the relationship itself, emphasizing on what i said b4. Just as it i got "settled" in it was gone & I had no clue what was happening without my knowledge, the whole plan to bring me back, all of it, the whole chain of events that unfolded the way it did starting with leaving a marriage in the 1st place to be with him i mean come on lol. Chasing a dream that didn't play out the way we had hoped. I took leap of faith & I ended up starting over twice in 1 year with no benefit of the doubt. I still have my ny health insurance for the rest of the yr, I have to add it to my list to apply again in az. Ive been wearing the wrong prescription glasses for 6 months under quarantine & they're just now getting to stage 4 of opening lol. Just understand how frustrating that actually is for someone like me & u totally get it 😅 U want to take care of business but sometimes you're limited & gotta work around it. had all that covered there & then was told I settled, wrong thing to say & its no wonder I didn't blow up in his face right there & then 😒. But I have retraint & can control myself. Though it was out of my hands the new relationship didn't have to go sour, been just as long if not more, could've actually thrived given the proper balance with room to grow. Idk, Sometimes I honestly don't think anyone believed in me. I mean I have no debt, no record, no kids, im a clean slate type of girl lol. Yes I did end up feeling unappreciated, underestimated, a bit neglected, insecure about my body, ashamed for being myself, & I shouldn't have to feel that way at all & if that happens there obviously something off. I just didnt know what it is he wanted & needed, i wanted to help & be a good partner to this dude but why is it bad to ask the same in return? I shouldn't have to drastically change myself to fit someones standard i know, but...i needed the old him back, I missed the old us & wanted to get back to that.. Was always so closed off & probably ended up in his own head who knows, maybe there was guilt for some of the things he did & didnt want to hurt me anymore, spare my feelings any more than it did b4 it was too late.idk whatever the excuse i still don't know what triggered it all to fail so easily & i don't think i ever will. But ending up with the conclusion that I was the problem, its narcissistic to even believe that & i won't accept it. Not when he can't confront his own issuse & put blame onto himself too.. it was a low blow & literally felt like my heart was pierced at the sound of it. If im to blame its the other way around as well. My point of view wasn't acknowledged so this is my take & experiences of happened so plz dont hate me for speaking my truth.

But yea I can tell when somethings not right & feel strong empathy for others emotions. I knew something was different, there were signs everywhere since the mistrust started & during the last half of that time with him I questioned everything but sat in my own headspace as well as he did just thinking about it. If anything we failed eachother, the blame is on us both but idk what else i could've done to get through to him. That's the stubbornness, he wouldn't budge. Despite how things went down..Leaves me to think, what was the point of having me there in the 1st place, to not follow through with our shared hopes & dreams but instead spiral into such resentment for me that the interest faded. But at the at the same time...even if it ended early for him, I didn't give up & I fought to keep us okay which it was for the most part. Hindsight is 20/20, it definitely wasn't negative all the time. In fact things were great between us & acted like goofballs together, that right there is a friend despite if the stronger feelings weren't mutual. Nobody with hate in their heart acts like that, he was good, the best, cheered me up when I was down, shared interests & did things for eachother. But that alone makes me question what was truth & what was fiction sometimes ever since the trust between us started to fade. Am I in the right to feel what im feeling right now? Im angry & upset yes very, but the kindness he had throughout..he did care in his own way...which makes things so much harder.

Tripadoodle if some way you're listening, I hope u know now where im coming from. For your own benefit & quest to be a better man like you always wanted...actually try. Head my advice. Making yourself better shouldn't be put on a womans shoulders to do for u without her getting lifted in return...its alot of weight to handle for 1 person to carry lol. Get off your ass & build on yourself, learn from everything that happened & become better for yourself & the sake of others, Because it starts with u. Go to church if possible or watch them, it really does help. Even from across the country I still want u to do just as good & help u as a friend. You promised we could remain friends & im holding my end of the bargain whether u like it or not lol it was your idea during the ride here. All I wanted in the end was to not lose u in my life completely...but i should be patient i know.. Theres more space, im not contacting u directly & respecting that, eventually ill stfu lol but I feel I need this rn. I should hate u,but I cant hate u, I do still care, u had that affect on me so much that I can't really listen to others when they say ur a douchbag lol, u were still my rock the whole time even if u didn't feel the same after a while & u did help me alot as well. I see the good in people & u are good, with well balanced snarkiness & humorous sass to boot. light a fire under ur own ass & ull be okay lol. Never stopped believing in u. Ive seen what you can do, you're very smart & know your sh*t, u will go far lol. And as a friend I'd lend u my strength if I could but the most I can do is pray for things like safety/protection, healing, forgiveness, guidance, etc. Leave it to God if u feel compelled to. Give zanabell a hug for me.

God i talk way too much 😅 No im not doing any of this for attention, I want my voice to be heard as well as a possible learning experience if it had that effect on anyone. The things we learn build character & help us understand a little more about ourselves. Probably shouldn't share cuz its nobody's business, yea ive thought of that too.. But its a blog lol, Tumblr allowed it to be that space, opinions and rants are allowed & encouraged. Nothing wrong with that 🤷‍♀️ so who gives a crap.

These are pictures of the NY sunrise & AZ sunset. Clouds always get me cuz of the shapes, used to to take pics of them all the time. once saw mario holding a hammer when I was a kid 😂 3rd & 4th pic is a split rainbow, never seen that b4...either someone found the gold or its deciding whether or not to connect. Probably was connected but I missed it lol. But then I looked behind me after the split 1 disappeared & a double rainbow was forming. Nature can be scary but also beautiful